Billionaire's match novel

Chapter 417 Lenny really couldn't keep up the pretense. +25 Bonus Nick's body hadn't fully recovered. Yet, he'd called him in the middle of the night. Lenny had assumed Nick wanted to return to the Hunt family estate. He hadn't expected his boss to go to an apartment near the office instead. For Nick's convenience, two standalone apartments had been kept near the company for him-to rest or receive important guests at any time. The decor was simple, almost like the front lobby of the company, but daily cleaning kept everything immaculate, comfortable, and orderly.

On the way there, Lenny had tried to ask questions, cautiously probing, but every attempt died before it even began. Nick had only instructed him to prepare some things-he would stay here for the next few days. No going home, no going to Khloe. The whole ride, Nick kept his eyes closed, radiating a tense, suffocating aura. It wasn't until Khloe messaged to check on him that Lenny could confirm his suspicions. They'd had a fight, then. Apparently, even newlyweds as sweet as Nick and Khloe weren't immune to arguments.

Once Nick settled in, he dismissed Lenny, reminding him not to say a single word about anything. Lenny understood perfectly-this was information Khloe must not know. And a marital quarrel was sure to worry the elders; the grandparents could never find out. So, when Khloe asked, Lenny carefully played along. He even emphasized that Nick wasn't feeling well, hoping Khloe would reach out to him herself. Yet, the way she questioned him so intently made Lenny suspect it wasn't that simple. Well, couple fights were normal. No one divorces over one spat, right? Khloe hadn't slept well all night.

She had planned to take the day off, but by noon, she still went to the office. Several projects had meetings scheduled anyway, so she decided to sit in. But by the time the last meeting ended, the day had slipped by, and Khloe realized she hadn't absorbed anything meaningful. When Charlotte came over with the meeting reports, Khloe looked at the numbers and data, feeling completely unfamiliar with them. "Khloe, I thought you were on leave for a few days. Aren't you supposed to stay home today?" Charlotte asked, curious. "Haven't finished organizing some things," Khloe replied quietly.

It was only then that Charlotte noticed how worn she looked-the dark circles under her eyes were pronounced. And her hand... it was wrapped tightly in bandages. No wonder she had kept her sleeve over it during the meetings. 112 1/2 Chapter 417 +25 Bonus Seeing this, Charlotte couldn't help but ask in concern. Khloe explained she had accidentally cut herself while cooking the day before. "Must have made Nick worry sick. But anyway, you don't need to cook at home. Khloe, you really shouldn't be doing these things anymore." To Charlotte, Khloe was someone to admire.

Her hands were too delicate, too beautiful to be used for chopping and stirring even if it was for Nick. "Alright," Khloe said, her lips curling slightly, though the smile was forced. "Why don't you head home and rest now? I can pull out the key points from today's minutes and send them to you anytime." "Thanks, Charlotte. I'll leave a bit later." She did want to rest-but with Nick gone, the person she wanted to be with wasn't around. Staying home would only feel like torture. Coming to the office was a way to distract herself.

Seeing that Khloe wanted to be left alone, Charlotte swallowed her worry, reminded her to prioritize her health, and left. Silence settled over the office. Khloe slumped over her desk, defeated. She pulled out her phone and stared at the black screen, sulking. 2/2 Chapter 418 Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes.

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