Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 426 Nick turned his head sideways. He stayed silent for a long moment before speaking again. "If you've made up your mind, I'll have Lenny draw up the agreement tomorrow. Whatever conditions you have, if | can meet them, | will." His voice was stripped of any coercion, cold and still as a stagnant pond. Khloe looked at him, a mix of anger and heartache knotting her chest. She let out a bitter smile. "Fine." Nick blinked, seemingly not expecting her to agree so readily. His eyes were darker than the night, lightless and impenetrable. "Divorce is fine.

But | want a share of your assets. | won't take advantage-of what's under your name, you must give me no less than a third." His thin lips twitched slightly, jaw tight. "Done." Seeing his decisiveness made Khloe's breath catch. "I also want a villa. You promised me a marital home, and | never got to live init" ---- "Fine," he replied flatly. "Pick whichever one you want." When he didn't react at all, Khloe simply nodded. "One last thing." "What is it?" "| want a wedding. A grand wedding, one for everyone to see." Her words surprised Nick.

He lifted his eyes just as she stood before him, standing chest to chest, a faint fire of anger smoldering in her gaze. "You've never fulfilled what you promised me. Even if we're divorcing, it won't happen until after the wedding." "Khloe..." He didn't fully understand, but Khloe reached out, gripping his collar. With a sharp tug, she drew him closer, bringing his face to the side of hers. Being so much taller, he bent slightly, his lips nearly brushing her nose. Nick's breath hitched, brow furrowed, eyes complicated. "Stop this." "Who's causing trouble?

Me-or you?" ---- "| don't want things to get ugly. We can-" He didn't finish. His collar was yanked again, pulling him closer, his lips grazing the side of her face, stealing his breath "Fine. We're parting amicably. Go on... find Michelle. Go love her." "Khloe, | told you, it has nothing to do with Michelle!" Finally, Nick's composure frayed. His voice grew cold, trying to. rein in the storm within. Pushing her away would hurt him just as much. She knew he wasn't that kind of man-why deliberately strike at his wounds? "It's got nothing to do with her...

but having her there gives you an out, doesn't it?" Khloe's eyes glimmered, a teasing light masking the sting of her words. She found his vulnerability and struck. "Everyone already knows what youre like. After all these years together, it doesn't matter if you go back to her-as long as she gives you security, anyone will do. At least if something happens, she won't be pushed away the way I'm being pushed away." "Khloe!" Nick was momentarily at a loss for words, eyes red with fury. ---- Before she could speak again, he gripped her jaw, stopping her mid-sentence.

Even in his anger, he held back-he couldn't bear 'to hurt her. "I'll say it once more," he said, voice low but unwavering. "Even if we separate, | would never be with someone | don't like. | want to be with you-not for security, not for comfort. Only for you." Hearing this, the icy edge in Khloe's eyes softened, replaced with a fleeting tenderness. Yet, a small, cold smile still curved her lips. "You left Michelle... because you don't like her?"