Billionaire's Match

Chapter 776

Arista watched Khloe, knowing it was just an excuse. Nick's bedroom held the sweetest memories the two of them had shared. Khloe probably feared that seeing these familiar objects would make her think of him even more, keeping her awake through the night.

Arista nodded and called the driver to take Khloe back. On the way home, Khloe gazed out the window. The night was quiet, streetlights sparse, their dappled glow casting a hazy filter over her face.

She thought of the times she had returned home with Nick-always in a whirlwind, as if they wished to stretch every fleeting moment into a lifetime. Meeting, registering their marriage, even... saying goodbye.

When the car stopped at a red light, another vehicle pulled up alongside Through the window, Khloe glimpsed a familiar profile. Her heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, she thought it was a trick of her mind. But before she could react, the car swerved away.

The other car, however, seemed aware of

and, by the next intersection, vanished from sight. Khloe had the driver stop, jumped out, and ran, but the empty streets left no trace of the car. She had clearly seen him-behind that half-opened window, it was him... Nick! Was it all just her imagination? If it wasn't, then why was he avoiding her? Her mind was a frozen wasteland, sinking bit by bit into a bottomless chasm. The endless night seemed to suffocate her.

cold out tonight-please get back in the car! You could catch a chill!" Khloe's thoughts were pulled back. She had no choice

come to see her if he'd returned. After Khloe's car drove away, another

sat in the back seat. He had only wanted a glimpse of her from a distance, but hadn't expected her to be so perceptive. He lowered his gaze, staring at his own hands trembling

up with bidding affairs, attending remote meetings with headquarters. It wasn't until evening that he realized Angela had left early that morning and hadn't returned all day. After dozens

determined to go find her. But just as he reached the door, Angela returned. She kept her head lowered, her