Billionaire's Match

Chapter 180 Trey couldn't believe his eyes. His lips parted, as if to call out, "Khloe!"-but a voice behind him cut through the moment. "Mr. Fox, you forgot your documents!" It was a staff member from the notary office, rushing up to hand him his ID. Because of family pressure, Arthur had instructed him to first handle Pete's overseas paperwork-sending the boy abroad before starting the legal process to annul the adoption.

Every step of the process tore at Trey's heart, but with Arthur and Lauren overseeing things, if he didn't finish the paperwork that day, he wouldn't even get a chance to see Pete. With no other choice, he had to focus on sending the boy abroad first. After tucking away his documents, Trey turned back-only to find the figure he had glimpsed moments ago had vanished completely. He dashed out of the city hall, but the streets were empty. For a moment, he wondered if he had imagined it. Khloe... getting married with someone else? That was impossible!

Still uneasy, he returned to the marriage registry, hoping to check Khloe's marital status. "May I ask your relationship with the other party?" the staff member asked, lifting her gaze to him, her eyes scrutinizing. "By law, only the person themselves or their legal spouse, with valid identification, may inquire about marriage registration information." "I... I'm her husband," Trey said, his voice betraying a hint of uncertainty. Strictly speaking, he had no real claim to that title. "Please present your identification.

choice but to leave, awkward and frustrated. On the way back, his mind spun in confusion. Khloe had gone behind his back to get married? No matter how he tried to

Nick had intended to take her to their usual private restaurant for a meal, but Khloe spoke softly, suggesting, "It's still early... why don't we go to the mall? Let's treat it as our first official date." He turned to look at her. Her eyes were bright, brimming with anticipation. "Alright," Nick said without hesitation, a faint smile lifting the corner of his lips. "We'll do whatever Mrs. Hunt wants." The title made Khloe's cheeks

known each other just over a month, and now-they were truly husband and wife. Witnessed by