Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 570 Exposing Chloe's Pregnancy

Without waiting for Joseph’s reply, Noah turned around to catch up with Chloe. Before leaving, he glanced at Xavia, his gaze filled with intense warning. Xavia instinctively turned her head away, refusing to meet his eyes.

Joseph watched helplessly as the young man and woman walked away together. Anger surged within him, and he vented his frustration by assaulting the armrest next to him, causing his palms to tear up.

Xavia took a few steps toward him, feigning concern. "You should go after Ms. Chloe. I'll be fine on my own."

"Are you really fine?" Joseph instantly saw through her intentions, his gaze piercing and perceptive. "You orchestrated this drama and called me over to witness it, didn't you?"

"How could you think that of me... I had no idea Noah would come." Xavia felt unjustly treated, tears glistening in her eyes. That last bit was true, the encounter with Noah was unexpected.

"Enough. I don't want to hear any more of this."

"Joe, I need to go to the hospital, but I don't have a car. Could you take me please?" Xavia said with a hint of desperation, fearing his refusal. "There's a hospital nearby."

Joseph pinched his brow. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes." Xavia placed her hand on her belly, hesitating for a moment. "And there's something else, but I'm not sure if I should tell you."

"What is it?"

"It's about Chloe, but I'm uncertain if it's true or not."

"Come on."

*

Inside the car, Joseph pushed the speed limit. After accounting for the time spent at traffic lights, they reached the hospital in mere fifteen minutes. His gaze remained distant and detached as he glanced at Xavia, treating her like a mere stranger. "Speak up, what's the matter?"

Xavia chose her words carefully. "I noticed something peculiar about Chloe at the pool."

A flicker of doubt passed his face. "What was peculiar about her?"

"I'm not entirely certain if I saw it correctly but..." Xavia bit her lip gently, hesitating to speak.

"Spit it out. No need to beat around the bush."

"Fine." Xavia appeared to have reached a crucial decision and looked at Joseph with earnestness in her eyes. "Ms. Chloe’s pregnant. Do you know about it?"

Joseph's expression stiffened momentarily, though he swiftly regained his composure. His voice, however, carried a subtle note of tension, hinting at his underlying emotions. "What exactly did you see at the pool?" All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I saw a noticeable bulge on Ms. Chloe's belly, a clear sign that she’s likely pregnant."

"Are you certain you didn't make a mistake?" Joseph tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his lowered eyelashes masking the emotions churning within him.

"I swear I didn't. Based on my visual judgment, she appears to be three or four months pregnant. Maybe she just gained some weight?"

"I understand. Get out and go to the hospital." Joseph's voice was cold and distant, but a hint of pain lingered beneath the surface.

Xavia smiled satisfactorily. The plan could now proceed to the next stage. She would not foolishly play the role of matchmaker between Chloe and Joseph and have them reconcile. After exiting the car, she made an overseas phone call.

"You should come back tomorrow. It's time for you to make your appearance."

*

Joseph remained in the car as the sky outside shifted from bright to dark, seconds passing by with each tick of the clock. For the first time in his life, he felt adrift. The path ahead appeared foggy and unclear.

These past few days, he had entertained the thought that Chloe might be pregnant. But too many things had been going on, and most of his energy was focused on finding his mother. And Chloe's extended stay in Estre had contributed to his oversight. In retrospect, he realized there had been subtle signs all along.

He had subconsciously believed that pregnancy was a good thing and saw no reason to make a fuss about it. Unless...

Joseph shook his head, halting his train of thought. He firmly stepped on the accelerator and sped toward Chloe's residence. The child could not possibly belong to someone else. He had faith in her.