Chapter 489 Cyrus Sinclair

Chloe belatedly realized what he meant, her pretty face going a little pink. What was with this man? His mind was always in the gutter. Of course, Joseph was just messing with her. He was not so desperate as to get frisky in broad daylight. With the weather getting cooler, Chloe picked out long sleepwear, the soft cotton fabric loosely draping her delicate figure. The loose fit hid her pregnancy well, and she rarely experienced morning sickness. During her showers, her baby bump was noticeable, but once she got dressed, it was completely hidden. She looked just like any regular person. Even now, lying in the same bed as Joseph, there was no way anyone could tell her secret. Joseph was not accustomed to taking afternoon naps, but the woman cuddled up next to him smelled so good and felt so soft—like a natural sleep aid. Before he knew it, he drifted to dreamland. Out in the yard, Patrick was giving orders to the house helpers. "Mr. Harold's meds are running low. Go find Dr. Spence