Billionaire's Match

Nick was already exhausted, yet he still let out a soft laugh. "You're right, Grandpa. I need to get better soon." In the past, whenever the two elders teased him about marriage or a future granddaughter-in-law, Nick would always brush it off. But now that he had Khloe as his wife, he had suddenly grown obedient. Sure enough, a man only reveals his wife-doting side once he actually has a wife. Grandfather and grandson were exactly alike. Still, Nick's voice remained weak. The gentler it sounded, the more it tugged at the heartstrings.

Seeing how close Nick and Khloe were, Arista felt tears well up with relief. She discreetly wiped her eyes and took Loretta's hand. "Let's go. We'll let Khloe take care of Nick." Loretta nodded, finally letting out a long breath. The two needed each other right now-no amount of concern from elders could compare to the nourishment of love. "Khloe, we'll be troubling you." "Grandma, please don't say that. Taking care of Nick doesn't feel like a burden at all." "If you need anything, tell Lenny, or call me or Arista anytime. We're always here.

And don't exhaust yourself- rest early." After a few more reminders, Loretta glanced at Nick. He didn't speak, only tugged his dry lips into a faint smile. The private time his grandmother and Arista left them was something he deeply appreciated. He looked at Arista, gratitude clearly visible in his eyes. Once everyone left, the room fell quiet again. When Khloe stood up, Nick instinctively reached out and grabbed her hand. She couldn't help smiling. "I'm not leaving. I'm just getting you something to eat. You'll need to take your medicine afterward." Reluctantly, Nick loosened his grip.

it down with sheer will. He was different now. Those bleak past days were long behind him. Khloe wouldn't abandon him. And he absolutely could not allow himself to show any ugliness in

quickly developed a taste for it, pulling her into his arms and kissing her for a long while-until Khloe couldn't take it anymore and bit

the window, begging the gods. In exchange for me to wake up, she was willing to trade... ten years of her life." At those words, Khloe's ears burned red. She nearly wanted to roll over and dig a hole to bury herself in. How embarrassing... That kind of mortifying thing had actually