Billionaire's Match

Chapter 819

Khloe listened to Nick's words, and the calmer he spoke, the more violently the storm inside her heart raged. This time, he hid nothing. From Naraida to Goldmont, every detail, every experience, he told her everything. His words were light, almost casual, yet in just a few sentences, he laid bare his hardships, his thoughts, and the turmoil in his heart.

And Khloe's chest ached with every word. Tears streamed down uncontrollably, slipping onto his fingers.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner..." Her voice trembled.

She reached out, wanting to touch him-his arms, his limbs-but the moment she lifted his sleeve and glimpsed the jagged, protruding scars, she recoiled. She couldn't bear to look further. She had imagined... that his condition might be due to his body. But she had never expected it would be like this.

Nick had been proud since childhood. She knew him well: composed on the outside, exacting, always appearing perfect, yet living inside with constant fear and unease. A man like him might accept death, perhaps, but he could hardly face his own fragility with ease.

to face the world. How could she demand him to

clung to him, closing her eyes, drowning in guilt and heartbreak. Nick's hand rested on her shoulder. His

I really won't

just

was hoarse, every word weak and pale. How had she ended up with such a fool? He could have defended himself, he could have tried to explain- but even battered and broken, on

Nick whispered

to make her sad-but the lighter his tone, the more her heart ached. She sniffled, hugging him tighter,

cupped his pale face in her hands, pressing kisses to his