Chapter 548
Chapter 548 Unexpected Drowsiness
Joseph took a moment to gather his thoughts before responding to Chloe’s question. His gaze
remained fixed on her, his dark eyes reflecting a mix of seriousness and determination. “Do you want to
hear the truth?”
Chloe braced herself, already anticipating his response. Despite her worry, she was determined to
know his honest thoughts.
“Yes, I do,” she affirmed, her voice unwavering, “I want to hear what you truly think.”
“Considering Xavia’s current physical condition and the fact that she’s already six months. pregnant, it’s
impossible for her to undergo an abortion. If the child is indeed mine, I can’t turn my back on them. I
come from a background where my parents did not shield me from hardships. I faced many struggles
growing up. I don’t want my child to experience the same loneliness and neglect. I want to be a
responsible father. Do you understand me, Chloe?”
Chloe’s frustration grew, feeling a sense of suffocation from Joseph’s response. “You im to want to
be responsible, but what about our children? How will they feel about this?”
“If we don’t reveal the truth to the child, they’ll never know.”
“Joseph Whitman!” Chloe’s anger boiled over, unable to contain her emotions any longer. Our children
haven’t even been born yet, and you’re already nning to deceive them?!”
Her disappointment was palpable. Joseph’s cunning approach was directed at his own family.
Joseph rubbed his forehead in frustration. “Are you on your period? Why are you so irritable?” He
missed the days when she was gentle and affectionate, always by his side, cooking for him, and
eagerly seeking to please him like the dumbo she once was.
“Fine, I’m irritable! Happy now?” Chloe hung up the phone in anger. While she understood. his
reasoning, it was still immensely frustrating from her point of view.
That night, Chloe found no sce in sleep as she tossed and turned, gued by a troubling nightmare.
In her dream, Joseph and Xaviay on a bed together, their slumber undisturbed, while a baby rested
peacefully between them. The scene projected an image of perfect. harmony and contentment.
But then, in an eerie twist, Xavia’s eyes flickered open. An unsettling smile appeared on her face as
she approached Chloe. “You see? Joe is mine. The coveted position of the matriarch of the Whitman
family belongs to me. You, on the other hand, are nothing more than a failure. who can’t hold onto a
man. Begone.”
“No, that’s not true…” Chloe desperately tried to wake up the sleeping Joseph, but he remained
unresponsive.
“Shut up. Don’t you dare disturb Joe’s sleep!” Xavia’s expression twisted, and sheshed out at
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Chloe.
Chloe’s intense hatred toward Xavia drove her to engage Xavia in a fight. However, her
pregnancy hindered her, and she found herself forced backward, teetering dangerously close to the
edge of the staircase.
Xavia’s sinister and terrifying grin sent chills down Chloe’s spine before she pushed her down the
stairs. The sudden sensation of falling jolted Chloe from her haunting dream. She found herself lying in
bed, staring up at the ceiling.
She struggled to regain herposure. Gasping for breath, she realized that the sky outside had
already brightened. After getting a grip on herself, she got out of bed and freshened up. She had an
important meeting with Noah at hispany today.
She gged down a cab and provided the cabbie with the address Noah had sent her.
Chloe instructed Abigail, “Wait for me on the ground floor. I’lle down once I’m done.”
Abigail nced at the vacant office building ahead and her brows furrowed in confusion. “Ms. Chloe,
are you certain this is the correct location? Why is there no one here?”
“Yes, it’s a newly establishedpany, so they haven’t hired anyone yet.”
“I see… Well, call me if you need anything.”
Chloe went up the stairs in search of Noah’s office. Upon finding him, she observed his polished
appearance. He had on a white t-shirt and ck pants, coupled with semi-rimless. sses that added
an air of refinement and sophistication to his look.
“There you are.”
“Hey.” Chloe sniffed the air and asked, “Did you go to the hospital? I smell disinfectant.” The scent
reminded her of the distinct odor doctors carry, having been exposed to various medications and
working in hospitals for extended periods.
Noah paused briefly, using the motion of adjusting his sses to conceal the emotions in his eyes. He
replied calmly, “I was there recently and haven’t changed my clothes. Would you prefer orange juice or
lemonade?”
“Do you have any warm water perhaps?”
“We haven’t arranged for a water dispenser yet, but we do have some fruit juices that were purchased
from nearby.”
“Well, that’s okay then. I’ll pass on the drink.”
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Noah’s eyes flickered with a hint of something as he retrieved about six documents and
handed them to her. “These are introductions to ourpany’s future business expansions.
Take a look.”
“Okay.”
Chloe began reading them attentively. Strangely, the font on the pages appeared unusually small and
tightly spaced, causing her to feel drowsy after reading for a while. The roomcked air conditioning,
but as the minutes passed, the warm sunlight streamed in, casting a cozy and inviting glow. Fatigue
gradually overcame her, causing her eyelids to grow heavier and heavier.
“Could you please get me a ss of orange juice?” Chloe requested, realizing that she desperately
needed a break to keep herself awake. The drowsiness was overwhelming.
Noah’s lips curled into a peculiar, faint smile. “Sure.”
Chloe picked up the ss and took a few sips, hoping to invigorate herself. However, a stronger wave
of drowsiness washed over her as she resumed reading the documents. She struggled to keep her
eyes open, but her efforts proved futile.
Unable to resist any longer, sheid her head on the desk and sumbed to sleep.