Chapter 392
Chapter 392 Trying to Steal My Woman, You Little Brat?
Chloe grew flustered, her face alternating between shades of red and white. “No, it’s not.”
“There can’t be anyone else but him.” Noah shook his head determinately. “You don’t have feelings for
Icarus.”
Being with Icarus was an act of gratitude and appreciation, but it was not love. He would not have
resorted to such despicable means to hold onto her if she truly had feelings for him.
“How did you know?”
“So I was right.” Noah concealed his emotions, burying them deep within his eyes. Taking on the role of
an observer, curiosity tinged with heartache seeped into his voice. “You and Joseph were already
divorced a month ago. Did he force himself on you?”
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Chloe’s body tensed. “Please don’t ask. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t interfere with your personal affairs. Some of the things I’m about to say may not
be pleasant to hear, but as a friend, I don’t want you to be trapped in this situation. I must say my
piece,” Noah said sincerely.
“Xavia has been taken to Joseph’s private vi. It seems he’s allowing her to give birth to his child. If it’s
a boy, he’ll be the first great-grandchild of the Whitmans. It’s likely that once Harold is pleased,
he’ll acknowledge her status. At that point, you’ll bepletely irrelevant. It might be better to
terminate the pregnancy now and start anew. Your life has just begun.”
Chloe took a deep breath. “I won’t terminate the pregnancy.”
This child may havee at an inopportune time, but she could not bring herself to kill her
own flesh and blood.
A shadow of darkness flickered across Noah’s face, only to be swiftly reced by an innocent and
benevolent expression. Yet, his words cut deep, striking straight at the heart. “But if you don’t terminate
the pregnancy, Joseph will be the father of someone else’s child.”
Chloe clenched her fists, feeling immense pain in her body and soul. It felt as if countless shards of
ss had pierced deep into her flesh, causing a bloody and agonizing ache.
“I’ll raise the child on my own,” she dered.
“It’ll be very difficult on you,” Noah said.
“It doesn’t matter. Hardship is a normal part of life. If there’s hope for the future, that’s enough.”
Noah’s eyes fixated on Chloe as she gracefully settled into the chair, her slender frame exuding a
delicate and petite allure. Her rosy lips and wless white teeth added to her
captivating beauty, reminiscent of a flower blooming in the middle of the ruggedness of a stone. She
seemed to possess an inherent strength and radiated vibrancy and resilience that appeared impervious
to any trials that came her way.
No man would say no to a woman like her.
“You take your time.” Noah rested his chin on his hand, feigning contemtion. “If that’s your decision,
then I’ll have my first godson. It’d be an honor.”
Chloe widened her eyes and teased, “Are you sure about that?”
“We’re friends, right?”
Chloe could not deny that she had a good impression of Noah. Despite his young age, he had a
pleasant temperament and carried himself well. It wasfortable to be around him. Such a person
made a truly good friend. Subconsciously, she had dismissed the idea of a romantic rtionship due to
the age gap between them. She did not believe that everyone was like Adam, indiscriminate in their
choices.
As Noah descended the stairs, he came face to face with Joseph. They caught sight of each other, with
Noah smiling gently, but his smile did not reach his eyes. Joseph, on the other hand, exuded his usual
aloofness, as if no one could enter his heart.
“Trying to steal my woman, you little brat?” Joseph raised an eyebrow disdainfully, his expression filled
with contempt.
“I’m no longer a child, Mr. Joseph. Besides, maybe it’s not that I’m too young, but rather that you’re too
old?” Noah retorted.