Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 1081

Loretta's breathing suddenly grew heavy.

Nick immediately pulled his hand back. "I'm just going back to take a look, and I also have some personal matters to deal with."

Without giving anyone else a chance to speak, he stood up at once. After respectfully nodding to his grandparents, he turned and went straight upstairs without looking back.

He understood very clearly—everyone present was merely exchanging words to pretend nothing had happened.

But he was done pretending, including with Khloe.

Perhaps even Khloe thought he was simply waiting for death.

But even if he was waiting for death, he would still use whatever time remained to fulfill his duties—to be a husband, a CEO, and a junior to his elders.

Seeing him leave, Loretta could no longer hold back. Tears spilled down her face.

"He's forcing himself to his death!"

Leon hurriedly held her in his arms to soothe her. "Sigh… if we can't stop him, then let him be. His fate is bitter. Heaven has been unfair—what else can we do?"

Arista quickly went over to support the elderly woman. "Mom, don't worry. I'll take good care of him."

"But what exactly is going on between him and Khloe? Why… why did Khloe leave at a time like this?"

Loretta wiped her tears, looking at Arista in confusion.

She had also received a letter from Khloe—a long letter expressing gratitude for all the care and affection she had shown her, saying she regarded her as her own grandmother. Even if she could not stay by their side to fulfill her filial duty or remain as a granddaughter-in-law, she promised that if they ever needed anything, she would do everything in her power to help.

She did not understand the meaning behind the letter. When she tried to find Khloe afterward, she was told by Arista that she had already moved out.

He never cried or made a fuss in the face of setbacks. When he and Michelle broke up back then, he buried himself in work, filling every hour with endless tasks—as if staying busy meant he would not have to feel the pain.

But this time was different.

This time it was Khloe—the light he had finally found, the soul he had clung to, the person he believed would never leave him.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Khloe had returned to the small apartment she and Nick had lived in before their marriage.

Because a cleaning lady came every day, the place remained as pristine and orderly as ever.

But she would not stay here long. It was only a temporary stop for a couple of days. Her assistant had already been instructed to arrange a new residence.

Since they were separating, it had to be a clean cut, with no lingering ties left behind.