Billionaire's Match

Chapter 569 Night had fallen, and the rain had finally stopped. The air was sharp and cold. Leaves rustled in the wind like faint, mournful whispers, lending the world an aching sense of loneliness. Nick still stood on the small balcony of his office, gazing at the sparsely lit buildings across the way. Lenny quietly stepped beside him. "Sir, it's late. | should see you back." Khloe wasn't home, and the room opposite was shrouded in darkness. Returning alone, he felt even more hollow.

These past days, Nick had been spending mornings resting at the hospital, then heading to the Hunt Group in the afternoons. Doctors had warned him not to overwork, to follow conservative treatment, and above all, to keep his spirits up. Lenny remembered every detail and reminded him constantly. Yet without Khloe, it was as if Nick had lost his soul-he barely ate, his rest felt empty, and his complexion showed no signs of improvement. Lenny couldn't imagine the depth of his suffering ---- What was far more terrifying than a threat to life itself was this slow, psychological torment.

were Lenny in his place, he would have already broken down. He could hardly comprehend how Nick managed to remain composed at the office, handling documents, or casually joking with Khloe over the phone as if nothing had happened. Nick nodded, pulling his gaze back. Perhaps the night wind had gotten to him; he coughed lightly. Lenny immediately

lowered his head, focused on typing. A pang of emotion rose in him. He had followed Nick for so long, and Nick had always hated ---- responding to messages-hated replying, hated calls, hated even saying a

The moment his voice reached her, it softened. "Not busy this morning?" "Not busy. I'm never busy when I'm talking to you," she said playfully. She heard the navigation voice faintly in the background. "Are you out?" "Mhm. Heading home now." "Can't you just... not work?" Khloe knew Nick-without her, he would inevitably be at the company. By nature,