Billionaire's Match

Chapter 355 But Khloe returned without any sign of surprise. Perhaps Michelle still hadn't come to say anything. +25 Bonus "The doctor said you have inflammation. You need to take your medicine on time." Finally, Khloe hung up and returned, speaking as she busied herself with preparing his pills and a cup of warm water. Nick let out a soft cough, and she immediately rushed back. "No, maybe I should call the doctor again-have them check on you!" "The doctor just left, less than two hours ago," Nick said, catching her wrist gently. "I just need to rest.

The medicine is enough." "But-" "Khloe, can you respect the patient's wishes once in a while?" He spoke calmly, softly, yet every word carried unmistakable seriousness. "Alright." Khloe could only sigh, handing him the warm water and feeding him the pills. Watching his throat move as he swallowed each one, she tucked the blanket around his legs and reached to help him back to bed. "I don't want to sleep yet," Nick murmured, holding her hand, drawing her to sit beside him, nestling her against his chest. "What did Oscar want from you today?" "About the Morrison family matters.

Clarice keeps trying to make me mess up at the Morrison Group. She's out of options, so she went to Uncle Oscar..." Khloe trailed off, unwilling to say more, worried he might overthink it. "Anyway, we cleared everything up. Uncle Oscar isn't like Clarice-he doesn't care about power the same way." "Clarice tried to disrupt you through me?" Even without her explanation, Nick already knew. Before he was injured and fell unconscious, he had immediately instructed Lenny to block the news. Khloe couldn't have known. "Don't worry. She won't get to me.

behind Khloe, even Clarice's best efforts wouldn't threaten her. But Nick knew how harsh life could be for someone alone at home, always on guard. That had

with everything he had. "You don't need to act impulsively for me anymore. This Morrison Group project is important-you shouldn't leave." Nick frowned slightly. His tone was calm, yet each word carried a weight of guilt. He never liked dragging anyone into trouble, especially someone he cared for. Khloe could only shrug.

to his side in time. Even if Oscar had indeed helped Clarice, she would accept it without complaint. "Khloe... may I ask you something?" Suddenly, his voice deepened, hesitant in a way she rarely heard. She looked at him, puzzled. "Go ahead." "What is it that you like about me?"