Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 435 Directly ahead, at the other end of the aisle, Khloe stood beside aman. The two of them were pressed close to the side of a shopping cart. Her arm wrapped around his waist. Her smile was soft, warm, and radiant. He, in turn, looked down at her with gentle eyes, his tall, commanding frame holding her securely against him. They were utterly absorbed in each other, shifting their attention from the fruit jelly in her hand to one another, lost in a world of their own. Khloe laughed freely, unable to hide her joy, cheeks flushed with a natural glow.

She looked so breathtaking that Trey blinked, certain he must have mistaken someone else for her. She was even more beautiful than the first time they met back in college. The man beside her seemed equally delighted by her presence. He took the jelly from her hand and, with a playful grin, added an entire row of them into the overflowing shopping cart. Khloe grasped his hand as if to stop him, yet neither of them suppressed the smiles tugging at their lips.

He stroked her hair, leaned in, and brushed his cheek against ---- hers, while Khloe looked at him from a forty-five-degree angle, eyes shimmering like starlight. One person was being indulgent, the other, shy. It was as if they were the only ones in this world. Trey should have stormed forward, anger and humiliation spurring him into action. Instead, he felt his limbs go numb, frozen in place. He refused to admit it. These two were...perfect for each other. From their appearances to their poise, they were made for one another.

Even passing strangers couldn't help but pause, stealing glances of envy. So Khloe's man really existed. She had...truly fallen for someone else. Trey's chest tightened. The scene before him was like a cruel awakening, every inhale like a blade twisting in his lungs. If it were before, he might have been confident enough to challenge the man standing there. But now...his face was haggard, his posture slumped. He didn't even dare look closely at the man next to Khloe. Trey had waited outside Khloe's apartment all day.

He wanted to see her, to pour out everything-the events of the past few days, the words bottled up in his heart. ---- Back then, Khloe had been his medicine. Whether he had been upset at Angela, or frustrated at home, or in the shopping mall, being with Khloe had calmed his mind. She seemed born to soothe his soul. With her by his side, he could focus and achieve greater heights. He realized this only now: true love wasn't possession or sacrifice-it was a willingness to help the other person grow, quietly sharing the ordinary days together.

But he had chased his own obsession all these years, thinking that a storm of passion was love, overlooking what he had always truly wanted. Perhaps he had been drawn to Khloe from the first moment they met, slowly falling for her. For all these years, her presence had given him the audacity to live boldly. With her, he had felt alive. Since she had left, his soul had slowly withered, drained dry. Even the past with Angela now seemed like a cruel joke from fate. Why was there no elixir of regret in the world? He had missed the one he wanted most.

From now on, his life would be nothing but regret. Khloe returned the extra jellies Nick had playfully taken, leaving only the two that looked the best. She turned-but suddenly, her ---- pupils contracted, and her feet froze. Trey was standing directly in front of her, less than a hundred meters away. Fora single second, their eyes met, and Khloe instinctively turned to walk away. But behind her stood Nick.