Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 359

Chapter 359 My Father Took His Own Life

As the rain began to fall outside, dark clouds obscured the moon.

Chloe was standing by the roadside without an umbrella, waiting for a ride-hailing car.

Five minutes later, Joseph emerged from the underground parking lot. He rolled down the car window halfway to reveal his noble face. “Get in. It’s going to be a stormy night, and you won’t be able to get a cab.”

As Chloe glanced at the ride-hailing order on her phone, she realized that despite the higher price, no driver had accepted it. With the rain intensifying, she knew that finding a ride would become even more challenging. Without hesitation, she decided to get into his car and informed him of her destination.

Having been to Chloe’s house twice before, Joseph remembered the route and had no need to rely on navigation. For a while, neither of them spoke as Chloe looked outside. The rain soon intensified, and large drops of water splattered against the car window, obscuring their view.

Chloe turned her gaze away, gathering the courage to ask the lingering questions in her mind. “Why did you agree to Grandpa’s three-month deadline?”

With his temperament, Harold should not have been able to manipulate him so easily.

Joseph’s profile had smooth lines as he replied in a subdued tone, “There’s no longer a three- month deadline.” Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“I know, but I want to understand the reason behind your agreement,” Chloe said, her eyes filled with eager anticipation. Her curiosity could not be suppressed, and she longed to know how Harold had convinced him.

Joseph remained silent for a while, appearing unwilling to answer. Chloe pursed her lips and decided not to push further.

“My father’s suicide note is in my grandfather’s possession,” he suddenly said, his voice as calm as stagnant water.

Chloe was taken aback, falling into silence. During her first visit to Joseph’s family home, she sensed something peculiar about his family when she first saw Harold. However, she never expected that his father had ended his life in such a tragic manner.

They were born into a prestigious family and were ahead of the majority of people in the world. Joseph’s father would have been the rightful successor to the Whitmans’ power if he had not died. Harold appeared kind-hearted, and although the rest of the Whitmans were not particularly likable, they still managed to get along.

Aside from that, Joseph’s father had him as an outstanding son. With elders and children to care for, what could have pushed him to abandon his family and become so desperate as to

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take his own life?

Chloe’s heart clenched, and the light in her eyes dimmed as she felt a pang of sympathy for Joseph. She could empathize with the feeling of not having parents-the lack of belonging, always alone. Even if she were to die the next second, no one would know.

Poverty was not simply having no money. It was the absence of love and care.

Soon, they arrived at Chloe’s house.

“Thank you,” she uttered and stepped out of the car.

Returning to her bedroom, Chloe gazed out from the balcony, but Joseph’s car had already

disappeared into the night. She sighed silently and sent a text to Icarus, claiming that her phone had run out of battery.

She tried to sleep, but sleep would not come to her. She tossed and turned in her bed, her mind wandering from thoughts about Joseph’s family background to contemplating Joseph’s future

with Xavia.

‘I wonder what he’s doing right now… He was probably fast asleep as his daily routine resembles that of an elderly person with a healthy and regular lifestyle.

‘No, it’s more likely that he’s by Xavia’s side, gently caressing her belly and envisioning their future with their child…’

Now, Chloe was undeniably an outsider. The realization left her feeling a sudden tightness in her chest. She had been foolish to dwell on such thoughts.