Billionaire's Match

Chapter 842

Just hearing about the injuries Khloe and Nick had suffered over the past days made Loretta brush tears away again and again.

How could she blame them for keeping things hidden? Leon sighed deeply, full of concern, but beneath the worry, pride shone on his face.

"My grandson...you've got backbone.A few scratches mean nothing.Even if you lost everything, as long as you figure things out and don't give up, you'll survive anything.Life and death come to everyone sooner or later.But to live freely, fully, and vividly...that's a life worth living." Leon grew more animated as he spoke, straightening his back and rapping lightly on Nick's broad shoulders.

Nick suddenly felt a bit off balance.

Khloe immediately caught him instinctively.

"Grandpa...please, be gentle." Leon paused, and Nick's face flushed slightly.

"Khloe...I'm fine." Khloe felt a little embarrassed at being corrected, but her gesture had already shifted the atmosphere from tense to lighthearted.

Arista couldn't help but laugh.

Grandma Loretta chimed in teasingly, "Every generation has its own luck.Tell me, what merit does Nick have to have such a wonderful wife? Seems like after hardship comes sweetness, huh? Who else would put up with such a quiet, stubborn man all their life?"

Khloe buried her face, silently pleading

stepped forward, approaching Nick

met for a brief moment, and Nick instinctively looked

the resentment he had toward

the line, he hadn't thought of his family-only how he could sacrifice himself to

in his own fear and pain...even contemplating giving up

offloaded all responsibility onto a young,

carries their

were also his sorrow and

but Arista gave her a look,

George's breathing steadied.

speaking slowly, each word weighted with the confession he had

Nick froze, his gaze trembling as it locked onto his father's

and his whole body stiffened,

done, can't be undone.I was too afraid to face them ...So I buried my guilt, demanding more from you, criticizing you,

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