Billionaire's Match

Chapter 437 Trey scrambled to speak again, forgetting pride, every word gritted through clenched teeth, as if ripped straight from his soul. "Khloe, | know I'm nothing right now... but | finally understand my feelings for you! Without you, | can't continue living! Please... don't treat me like this. Forgive me just this once, okay?" It wasn't that Khloe wanted him to stop-this time, it was Nick who paused. While everyone around was caught up in Trey's impassioned pleas, Khloe hadn't even been listening closely. Her attention had drifted, noticing Nick's gaze flick toward the side aisle.

"That's a new flavor of jelly, too." "Ah, yeah." Nick casually picked up the jelly and handed it to her, his eyes soft and warm as they lingered on her. "Khloe, what should we do?" "What?" Her eyes sparkled; she thought he was still jealous. "You love sweets so much. If you can't finish them, I'll eat them ---- with you. But... if | gain weight, what if you stop liking me?" His voice was gentle, but the concem in his words was unmistakable. He furrowed his brow, seriously pondering the question. Khloe laughed.

tight embrace. "No way," she murmured. "With all those abs, you can eat sweets for a lifetime and still be fine." "Stop it." Nick cleared his throat, a hint of blush coloring his ears. Just her touch sent heat surging up

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