Chapter 422 Angela, despite being heavily drunk, held on tightly, her arms locked firmly around his neck. Kirsten gasped. "Angela! Angela, wake up!" "It's okay," Barney said softly, startled for only a moment. He calmly patted her back. There was a quiet strength in his hands, as if imbued with some kind of gentle magic, and gradually, Angela's frantic movements subsided. Barney waited until she was completely still, her breathing even, her body limp as if asleep. Then, he carefully scooped her up in his arms, cradling her horizontally.

"I'll take her back first." "Okay." Kirsten stood, hurrying to open the door and see them off. It wasn't until Barney secured Angela safely in the car that Kirsten finally spoke. "Barney..." "Yes?" he replied. Kirsten's heart warmed. She had always cared for Angela, her childhood best friend, and hated seeing her treated so poorly-especially after what Trey and Khloe had done. From the way Barney had handled Angela just now, it was clear he deeply valued her.

Meanwhile, Khloe had been holding herself together for almost twenty-four hours. By ten that evening, Nick still hadn't returned home. She finally couldn't take it anymore and called him. The phone rang for a long

Despite taking his medication, he had developed a low-grade fever again that afternoon. He rose from bed,

the rush of longing and excitement for one person. He didn't think. He didn't hesitate. He strode to the door, reason vanishing in that instant. "Khloe!" he called. When a maid opened the front door, Loretta, draped in her coat, slowly stepped out from her room. She had been about to go to bed when she heard the commotion, assuming it was Arista or someone else returning. But to

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