Chapter 349

Chapter 349 Is She Genuinely Concerned About Me?

“Grandpa!” Chloe’s voice rose with a tinge of fear as she desperately tried to stop Harold. “Our

separation was not solely his fault. I deceived him too. Now that Xavia’s pregnant, it’s both his moral

and logical responsibility. The situation is already set in stone. You don’t have to go to such lengths for

me. Please, let it end here.”

“If it were anyone else, I might let it go, but Xavia isn’t a woman of good character. Even if she gives

birth to a child, don’t expect her to ever set foot in the Whitman family!”

“But if you shut her out, what about the child growing inside her? That would be your own flesh and

blood. Your great-grandchild,” Chloe stated, her expression serious and her tone pleading.

“Furthermore, I understand Joseph’s attitude. Constantly pressuring him now will only put further strain

on your relationship. He’s the closest person to you, so please don’t let him harbor resentment over our

already broken relationship.”

Harold was deeply moved by Chloe’s heartfelt words, realizing that she had made up her mind. He

responded with a complex mixture of emotions, “My dear, you worry about us in every aspect, but what

about yourself? Have you considered how you will go about the days ahead?”

With her mother deceased and her father in prison, Chloe carried the weight of all her burdens on her

own. Such a life would undeniably be challenging. However, she shook her head and responded, “I’ll

face it one step at a time. The days will eventually get better.”

Seeing this, Harold made one final request. “If you don’t want it, then so be it. I can’t do much. about it

either. But since you’re getting a divorce, Joseph should provide the appropriate compensation.”

“There’s no need for that. I have my own money to support myself.”

“There’s no negotiation about this.” Harold then said sternly to Joseph. “I’ll be waiting outside. If you

dare mistreat this dear child, just wait to see how I deal with you!”

After delivering his statement, Harold left the hospital room with Patrick. Patrick could not fathom that

the venerable Harold would simply let the matter slide. In a hushed tone, he inquired, “And what about

Xavia…?”

“She’s being monitored. We can’t allow her to continue her audacious behavior.” Harold’s eyes

sparkled with determination. “I want to uncover her true motives for shamelessly returning to Aesper.

Prevent her from having an abortion. If it’s discovered after four months that the child doesn’t belong to

the brat, she’ll face severe consequences.”

Patrick found himself torn and questioned, “But what if Mr. Joseph tries to intervene?”

Harold sneered. “Him? Intervene? If he pushes me too far, we won’t even need to wait four months.”

Patrick was secretly shocked but comprehended the gravity of the situation. The

granddaughter-in-law of the most prominent family in Docwood was meant to become the matriarch of

the entire Whitman family. While family background and appearance held some significance, character

outweighed them all.

Inside the hospital room, Chloe and Joseph locked eyes. His face bore harsh lines as blood trickled

down his forehead, obscuring his vision. Coupled with eyes as icy as a raging blizzard, anyone would

feel a chill down their spine.

Chloe pursed her lips, put on her slippers, and rose from the bed. She opened the door, entreating

Harold outside to summon the doctor and tend to Joseph’s injuries. When Joseph heard her words, a

flicker of emotion finally surfaced in his eyes.

‘Is she genuinely concerned about me?’ he thought.

Harold outside the door emitted a cold snort but reluctantly gave in. The doctor, trembling from the

charged atmosphere, swiftly attended to the wounds before hastily fleeing from the

scene.

Stains of blood were visible through the white gauze wrapped around Joseph’s forehead. It was the

first time Chloe had witnessed him in such a wretched state. She blinked, averting her gaze, and said

in a composed tone, “I don’t require any compensation for the divorce.”

Joseph’s brows knitted together, his imposing figure advancing toward her. “So now that Icarus is

looking after you, you no longer wish to benefit from me?”

“Shut up!” Chloe’s patience reached its limit, her body tensing up like that of an enraged cat. Is it too

much to ask for you to speak with some decency?!”

“Isn’t it the truth though?”

This dumbo who had always prioritized money above all else was most likely keeping her distance from

him for Icarus’ sake. She was even refusing an offer of money.