Chapter 594 A Slut Who Cheated On Him

Annoyed with Xavia, Chloe did not wish to see her any longer. "It's fine, Patrick. I'm not hungry."

"Let's eat together. You need to stay with Grandpa for the second half of the night," Joseph said in

an aloof tone.

"Joe, I want to stay too and show my respect for Grandpa." Xavia sounded gentle as she looked at

him eagerly, wishing that he would agree to it.

"I told you to take care of the baby. You don't have to tire yourself over anything else. We can just let

Chloe deal with these sorts of things."

Joy flashed across Xavia's face as she said shyly. "Okay, I'll listen to whatever you say."

Joseph glanced indifferently at Chloe and ordered, "Patrick, take her upstairs."

"I don't want to eat. I’ve lost my appetite after seeing you and her disgusting faces." Chloe sharply

looked up and clenched her fists tightly. Disgust and hatred filled her eyes as she looked at Joseph.

Disgusting faces?

Joseph scoffed before he bent down and pinched her chin strenuously. "What right do you have to

claim that I'm disgusting? You're the most disgusting one here. You’re the fickle bitch who cheated

on me."

Chloe was stunned as she stared at the handsome man before her. Suddenly, she found that she

did not know him at all. He always condemned her indiscriminately. She thought that he would

change and trust her, but she was wrong. It was only a facade he had put up.

Maybe it was because of the child that he had been gentle to her recently, tolerating her. Otherwise,

he would never have asked her to stay after letting her go.

Being stared at, Joseph felt ill at ease. He turned to the side and snorted. "Don't look at me like that.

I'm only telling the truth."

"Sure. The truth." Chloe felt the urge to laugh as she grew more upset. Her pale face was filled with

deep disappointment.

'Is he blind? I barely met Icarus in private, let alone contacted him. I came in contact with him the

most when I was still working at Baxon, but that was so long ago.'

Hearing this, Patrick frowned. He wanted to say something to Joseph, but he could only comfort

Chloe since Xavia was around. "Ms. Chloe, go upstairs and eat something. Your baby needs

nourishment."

Chloe took these words to heart. Yes, she could not give up. She needed to take care of her body

and baby.

The chef brought the dishes to the table. Xavia got some food for Joseph, but he simply frowned

and did not touch it. Chloe, on the other hand, enjoyed a rather good meal across from him. She ate

the food eagerly and was already on her second serving.

Joseph felt his anger rise. 'Our love is ruined, but this fucking dumbo still has such a good appetite.

She doesn’t care about me at all!'

He put his fork down and ordered Chloe icily, "Go and do the dishes."

Chloe did not get up. "I'm not a servant."

"You're not a guest either."

Simply put, she was just an outsider.

Chloe took a deep breath. She knew that he was doing this on purpose, but she did not want to

argue with him. She wiped her mouth and obediently cleared away dishes. She then rolled up her

sleeves and started washing them in the kitchen. When she was done and back in the living room,

she saw Joseph and Xavia resting on the sofa. Xavia even had her head on Joseph's shoulder.

What a harmonious scene.

Chloe found the scene unbearable and refused to look at them. She returned to the hall to stay by

Harold’s coffin.

Joseph watched her out of the corner of his eye. When he noticed that she was unperturbed by his

intimate action with Xavia, a sense of helplessness hit him. He pushed Xavia away in frustration.

Xavia was dissatisfied with his sudden action, so she pouted and asked coquettishly, "What's the

matter?"