Billionaire's Match

Chapter 495 Noticing the change in Khloe's expression, Nick seemed to sense her thoughts. He withdrew his hand and pulled her closer into his chest. "It's cold at night. Without you here, even the bed feels cold." "You-seriously, you have a cold and still don't wear more clothes And just now, you stood outside for so long, didn't you?" Khloe pinched his cheek lightly, scolding him with a teasing frown. The temperature had dropped recently, and Nick's pajamas were thin. He probably hadn't dared disturb her while waiting outside the bathroom.

He was always like this-thoughtful of everyone else, yet the one who worried others the most. "I'm fine," he murmured. Hearing her concern, his face softened into the kind of endless gentleness that seemed etched into him. His fingers brushed along her smooth brows, lingering as if he could never get enough of her. "Khloe... you looked uncomfortable just now. Are you all right?" Khloe had forgotten about it, but his question reminded her. She ---- nodded. "A little queasy just now, but it passed quickly." "Your stomach?" Nick frowned and tried to sit up. She immediately held him down.

her. His hand, now warm again, pressed

he could go on forever. Even when Khloe gently pushed his hands away, saying she was fine, he would start again moments later. His palms were firm yet gentle, kneading and smoothing every tense spot, as if determined to banish every trace of discomfort ---- from her body. Cradled in his arms, Khloe's eyelids gradually grew heavy, and soon

than before. He continued until his mouth still reeked of metallic tang. Furrowing his brow, he looked into the mirror.