Chapter 511 For some reason, Nick said it with a smile-gentle, warm-but the air suddenly felt heavy. Khloe blinked, a sudden ache prickling her nose. "Then I'll grow old with you. But no matter when, in my heart, you'll always be the most handsome man." Nick chuckled quietly, picking up some food for her with casual care. Khloe stared at his face, sensing something slightly off. How could a single meal make her feel both happy and sad at the same time?

After dinner, Nick carried her to the sofa, and in the city's most beautiful night, the world seemed to collapse into the warmth of their shared gaze. "Khloe, our new house is almost done. Once you're back, we'll set a date for the wedding." Khloe nodded. "Alright. I'll have a wedding specialist pick a good day for us." "Grandma mentioned it too.

sulking with George and hadn't returned to Goldmont City. Khloe liked Arista a lot. She tugged on Nick's finger. "Oh, and when we're back, we should visit Mom. She worries about you. Seeing your father like that... I'd have a hard time convincing myself if it were me." George wasn't one

opinions about George. If it weren't for Loretta asking, she might have even thought that Arista would be freer not staying with George. But then, Nick wouldn't have such an understanding mother. And according to Loretta, Arista had stayed loyal to George all these years-they truly loved each other. Loving someone meant accepting their flaws. Arista's love was great; unfortunately, George was blind to his own blessings. "Okay," Nick replied. Khloe looked at him, unsure what he was thinking. His eyes were

either. Adults... they'll get old eventually." When they were kids, they could only rely on adults. But adults age too, and eventually need to pay for their mistakes. Khloe used to think people could eventually let go of things, always let go. But even letting go didn't erase anything. Even the worst parts

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