Chapter 631 Otto’s Greatest Pride Was Being Cyrus’ Child

Joseph lowered his gaze and noticed Chloe's reddened eyes. She resembled a small rabbit, her eyes glistened with tears, a few shimmering droplets clinging to her curly lashes. It was a sight that would soften any man's heart and ignite a strong desire to comfort her. "Why are you crying?" He hurriedly wiped away her tears, a deep distress evident in his expression. He could not fathom what could have caused her to shed tears. He had not mistreated her. What could be the reason behind her sorrow? "Don't touch me." Chloe slapped his hand away. She hastily wiped her tears and adamantly refused to acknowledge him. Joseph sighed. His hand hung in the air for a moment before gently patting her back, attempting to offer solace. Slowly, Chloe regained control of her emotions and the tears ceased. She turned her gaze toward the window, feeling a wave of drowsiness wash over her. With heavy eyelids, she succumbed to sleep. Joseph remained by her side, eventually dozing off himself. Before lo