Billionaire's Match

Chapter 979

Listening to the steady rise and fall of the breaths against his chest, Nick felt a warmth seep through his heart.

The past few days, Khloe had not been able to fall asleep early. So falling asleep like this was rare for her.

After a while, he gently freed the arm she had draped over him and carefully lifted her horizontally into his embrace. She stirred slightly, murmuring a soft, unintelligible sound, then sank deeper into sleep.

Nick smiled and carried her upstairs.

The bedroom was dark. By the faint glow filtering in from the hallway, he laid her on the bed, pulled the covers over her, and leaned down to press a kiss to her lips.

“Khloe, I love you.”

She, of course, could not hear him.

But being with her, he could never hold it in.

He smiled and was about to climb into bed when an unexpected, metallic-sweet taste surged in his

chest. It came suddenly, violently-he had no time to suppress it.

He lurched upright, staggering toward the bathroom, and as soon as he bent over the sink, blood gushed out.

spattered across the white porcelain basin,

gripped the sink’s edge, gasping for

forehead. The gentle warmth that usually lingered in his eyes at night had vanished,

faucet, letting the rushing water wash

medication supposed to be working? Could

teeth, recalling the doctor’s warnings about potential reactions, and clung to

the nausea surged again, and blood crawled

covering his mouth to

blood was so abundant it seeped through his fingers, looking

chest tightened

just a side

what felt like an eternity, all

to return to the bedroom, but his vision blurred, his legs no longer supporting him. His

to slip

even notice herself shifting.

Moonlight filtered softly through

she reached to the

Nick wasn’t there.

awake, she sprang from the bed and

clothes were still draped over the bench at the