Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 651 At last, Nick carefully lowered a kiss onto her lips. Yet, there was no desire in it-only gentleness and quiet intensity, as though he were simply savoring the moment. Khloe wrapped her arms around his back, studying his features and brows, her gaze clear and steady. "Khloe." "Mm, I'm here." "Khloe..." Nick kept calling her name, again and again. Each time, his voice grew deeper and lower, until Khloe felt as if her bones were melting one by one. "What is it?

Do you miss me?" "| miss you every moment." His voice was so soft it was almost intangible as he spoke against her ear. Khloe felt that if he kept teasing her like this, she truly wouldn't be able to take it. She pressed her hands to his chest and pulled back slightly, lifting his face to look at him more closely. ---- "Nick, something's not right with you. Are you feeling unwell?" "I'm fine." He let her touch his face however she pleased, his eyes holding nothing but gentle warmth. He gave a low chuckle and drew her back into his arms. "Ljust suddenly feel...

very fortunate." He didn't say what he felt fortunate about, but Khloe understood. The whispered conversation she'd had with Arista outside the room-he must have heard all of it. Khloe had never thought of him as a burden or a drag on her life. She embraced it willingly. Because Nick was already her future- her path forward, the life she wanted. "L also feel very fortunate. She buried her face against his neck, but before she could finish speaking, Nick lifted her legs and scooped her up into his arms "Nick, what are you doing? Put me down-" Startled, Khloe instinctively clutched him tighter.

"You've had a long day," he said calmly. "It's time for you to rest properly." ---- "It's just a few steps. | can walk... and besides, your body is weak "Who are you calling weak?" Khloe pressed her lips together, suddenly realizing she'd said the wrong thing Nick stopped in his tracks, holding her without moving. She blinked. "That's not what | meant..." "So who's weak, then?" he pressed, lowering his voice dangerously. "Say it clearly." Left with no escape, Khloe forced a flattering smile. "You're right. I'm the one who's weak.

I'm exhausted-so exhausted I'm weak." Nick tugged at the corner of his mouth in a half-smile and said nothing more. He carried her steadily into the bedroom and gently set her down by the bed. He didn't straighten up. Instead, he braced one knee against the edge of the bed and leaned over her, trapping her between his body and the mattress. "Nick... what are you doing?" ---- A bad feeling rose in Khloe's chest, and she hurried to stop him. Although she knew that after taking the strong medication, his condition was fairly stable... still, this wasn't a good time for her.

"Between husband and wife, the most important thing is not to let misunderstandings arise," he said slowly. "Maybe I haven't been performing well lately, and that's why you've misunderstood my health." "There's no misunderstanding! None at all, hahaha!" Khloe laughed awkwardly, her hand pressing against his chest again, clearly feeling the steady, powerful beat of his heart. But Nick wasn't fooled by her forced laughter. He lowered his gaze to her, his eyes as deep as the sea at night-calm on the surface, with hidden currents beneath. "Words aren't enough.

It has to be proven with actions." His hand was already moving toward the hem of her clothes. "All right, all right, stop joking. We still have important things to do tomorrow, and I..." Khloe shifted aside and pushed his arm away. "I'm really a bit tired today. | don't feel very well." ---- "Not feeling well?" Nick froze. The teasing in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by genuine concern.