Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 1057

Khloe had only been joking, but the moment Nick heard it, his expression darkened.

"If you're not around? Where are you going?"

"I was just making a comparison…"

"Not even as a comparison. You're not allowed to leave me."

Nick wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her face against his chest. His gaze burned—intense and serious.

"Okay, okay. I won't leave," Khloe said with a soft laugh. But her eyes shifted away almost immediately. "Hurry up and finish. I'm hungry. I want breakfast."

Only then did Nick seem to relax. He obediently went back to what he was doing.

After breakfast, Khloe suddenly took his hand. "There's something I want to discuss with you. I hope you'll agree."

"Just say it." Nick looked at her with indulgence, his voice gentle. "Is there anything you want to do that I wouldn't agree to?"

"That's great." Khloe's lips curved in satisfaction. "In a little while, Mom and Dad—and Grandpa and Grandma—will be coming over."

A flicker of surprise crossed Nick's eyes, as if he didn't quite understand. "Are we having a family meal?"

They had only just returned to the country, and with Michael's incident, the family hadn't gathered yet.

However, his parents and grandparents had come to visit him and Khloe. They all knew about Nick's condition now, and every meeting had been difficult to manage emotionally.

To ease his mind—and to avoid disturbing the couple—the Hunt family had decided to accompany him only during his medical visits, leaving the rest of the time to Khloe and Nick.

"No. Starting today, they'll be living with us."

Khloe's eyes flickered as she spoke softly.

Cloud Palace was large. She had already asked the housekeeper to prepare rooms in the adjacent building.

"Khloe." Nick's expression darkened slightly, his brows knitting together. "Why all of a sudden? Didn't we agree to enjoy our two-person world…"

"No."

"You say that, but it's written all over your face."

"If you know I'm unhappy, why insist on doing this?"

Nick couldn't help asking—but as soon as he spoke, he saw a flicker of hesitation cross Khloe's face, a trace of awkwardness.

His throat tightened.

Before she could say anything more, he suddenly let out a soft scoff and lightly flicked her nose.

"I'm teasing you. It's nothing serious—why would I be unhappy? It's just that… compared to having more people worry about me, I'd rather spend more time with you."

He didn't have much time left. And selfishly, all he wanted was to claim as much of that time with her as he could, even though he knew it wasn't fair.