Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 783 These Would Raise Anyone’s Suspicion

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In the evening, Chloe left work early as she did not wish for Noah’s company. As she parked the car at the manor, she noticed the house helper responsible for making Vanya’s medicine about to discard a bunch of perfectly good herbs.

"Hey, wait! Why are you throwing away these herbs? They’re still usable, aren't they?"

The helper put down the tray and explained in a respectful tone, "This was Mr. Noah’s instructions. He said they're no longer needed."

Her brow twitched as she inquired further, "But the patient hasn't fully recovered yet. How could they not be needed?"

The helper seemed perplexed. "I'm not sure. You could ask Mr. Noah when he returns."

Chloe hurriedly went to check on Vanya, who had visibly deteriorated without her daily medicine. She recalled Zoelle saying that the medication should not be discontinued during treatment as it could lead to setbacks and possibly even adverse reactions.

Feeling increasingly restless, Chloe could not shake the thought that there was some mistake or misunderstanding. She immediately called Noah. Her heart pounded, and the phone rang twice before he finally picked up.

"Vanya's treatment is being discontinued. What's going on?"

"Nothing."

Chloe bit her lip, detecting something unusual in his tone.

"Coco, I got Zoelle to treat Vanya solely for your sake. You know very well that I'm willing to do anything for you. But if you're just using this as a way to reconnect with Joseph, then I don't see the point in continuing Vanya's treatment. I've made my stance clear and will not tolerate exceptions. Did you ever listen to a word I said?”

Chloe's grip on her phone tightened as she asked, "Have you been following me?"

He chuckled bitterly from the other end. "No”

"Then how do you know I've been seeing Joseph?"

"Not wanting to try on wedding dresses, delaying the wedding… These unusual behaviors would raise anyone’s suspicion, wouldn't they?"

Chloe paused, contemplating his words. "Can you come home?"

"I’ll be there in half an hour."

As Chloe waited, she grappled with various thoughts and considerations. Placating Noah was the most reliable approach for now as the other options carried certain risks.

A white sedan slowly pulled into the garage, and Noah stepped out of the driver's seat. His fair skin, complemented by a high-bridged nose and black-framed glasses he wore for work, gave him the appearance of a recent graduate. But without a smile on his face, there was a morbid aura about him. The gloomy light in his eyes pierced through those glasses.

Noah was visibly angered and did not initiate the usual conversation with Chloe. Instead, he watched her quietly, making her feel unsettled. It was terrifying to see someone who was usually good-tempered suddenly so angry.

After a long silence, his thin lips parted. "Did you tell me to come home to ask me to continue treating Vanya?"

Chloe struggled for a moment before making a decision. She had to lower his guard first. "No, I wanted to discuss the wedding dress trial and the wedding date with you."

Noah's expression remained stoic. He managed to muster up a smile that did not quite reach his eyes. "What did Joseph tell you this time?"

"It's not because of him. I just got cold feet before the wedding," Chloe said, lowering her head as large teardrops fell to the ground. "You know how much my last relationship affected me. I'm scared... I was being impulsive today. Let's stick to the original wedding date, okay?"