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.

the white porcelain basin, shocking in its intensity.

sink’s edge, gasping for

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

on the faucet, letting the rushing water

Wasn’t the medication supposed to be working? Could this

teeth, recalling the doctor’s warnings about potential

again, and blood crawled

violently, covering his mouth to avoid

seeped through his fingers, looking horrific

chest tightened

couldn’t be just a side

like an

his vision blurred, his legs no longer supporting him. His body

began to

even notice herself shifting. But suddenly,

bedroom was silent. Moonlight filtered softly through

to

Nick wasn’t there.

from the bed

the bench at the foot of