Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 59

Chapter 59 This Is Her First Time

Chloe caught a glimpse of his actions and tightened her fists nervously.

She was afraid of both how he would respond and how he would not respond. After all, this was her first time doing such a thing. She was scared. Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue, almost as if she could boil a pot of water with the warmth she felt.

Just when she was lost in her anxious thoughts, Joseph threw his woolen shirt right over her head!

Chloe was stunned and the world around her turned black.

“If you do this again, you’ll have to bear the consequences.”

His voice echoed in her ears, devoid of any warmth or emotion. It sounded exactly like what Joseph would say-unyielding as a rock and cold as ice.

Chloe was ashamed, but after a few seconds, the heat in her body dissipated, leaving her trembling as if she had gone through an ordeal of fire and ice.

She pulled the woolen shirt off her head and hastily put on her clothes before running into the bedroom. She called Emily and vented her frustration at the terrible idea Emily had given her. Not only had she failed to seduce him, but she had also made him

Emily was silent for a long time before concluding, “It’s time to cut your losses.”

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Meanwhile, in the master bedroom, Joseph wiped away the blood trickling from his

nose.

Luckily, he had blocked Chloe’s view before the nosebleed started. However, his mind was utterly restless, filled with thoughts of her. Especially the scene of her dropping the towel, which had enchanted him and refused to leave his head.

“D*mn it,” he cursed softly. He lay in bed and was unable to sleep until the early morning hours. The last time he had stayed up all night like this was when he first took over Fairlight.

When dawn broke, Joseph got up and headed to the company. His assistant, Lucas, was startled upon seeing the two dark circles under his eyes.

“Are you unwell, Mr. Joseph?”

Joseph’s complexion was even worse than Owen’s when his wife kicked him out of the

house after a fight.

“I couldn’t sleep,” Joseph replied.

“I see.” Lucas did not dare to ask any more questions. He silently replaced Joseph’s usual coffee with wolfberry tea and kindly reminded him, “We have a dinner party tonight. If you’re not feeling well, we could cancel it.”

“No need for that,” Joseph replied.

He did not want to see Chloe, because every time he saw her, he would recall that indescribable scene from last night.

Of course, Chloe had not slept well either.

Last night was one of the most shameful and humiliating experiences of her life, one that made her want to dig a hole and disappear into it forever. Even in her dreams, Joseph was mocking and belittling

her.

The day passed quickly, and she forgot to reply to messages in the group chat with her ex-college coursemates.

As evening approached, the rush hour hit Aesper, with pedestrians dashing about and traffic moving in an orderly fashion. Chloe was standing at a bus stop when a Mercedes pulled up next to her.

“Chloe, aren’t you going to the reunion?” asked Peter Franklin, her ex-coursemate, as he rolled down his car window.

Chloe was caught off guard by his question, and it was only then she remembered the gathering that her coursemates had organized a few days earlier. She was not in the mood to socialize and had intended to decline, but she had forgotten to reply.

“I have some things to take care of at home… You go ahead, have fun!” Chloe laughed politely.

Seeing through her façade, Peter got out of his car and pulled her into the passenger

seat.

“We haven’t seen each other in two years. You were the most promising of us all back then, and you went abroad even before graduating. You must be a director-level executive by now, right?” Peter teased.

Feeling uneasy, Chloe tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “No, I’m not.”

Peter chuckled, thinking she was being modest.

At Four Seasons, over thirty coursemates from their course had gathered, chatting and laughing together. Amid the banter, someone asked Chloe, “How are you and Jake doing? Are you married yet?”

“Married? You should be asking if they have kids already,” another joked.

“That’s right! You should be asking how many kids they have now.”

As everyone laughed, Chloe’s smile froze, and she bit her lip. “We broke up.”