Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 1103

Nick's words landed with force, each one firm and resolute. His slightly hoarse voice carried an unshakable certainty.

No matter how cold and heartless Khloe appeared, he refused to believe she would abandon him—betray the vows and love they once shared.

"The past is the past. This is now. People change."

Khloe sniffed softly, her voice gentler than before. "Nick, back then, I could face life and death with you. But you also know… now I'm going to be a mother. These feelings will only hurt me, and I have the right to take them back…"

"Feelings aren't something you can just take back because you say so. I… I can't."

Nick let out a faint laugh, a tremor threading through his voice.

Khloe didn't turn around, but she could hear the suppressed sob in his tone.

It took him a long moment to steady himself, as if he were struggling to bury his vulnerability.

He had come here burning with anger. Khloe had expected his accusations to be harsher—perhaps even laced with hatred.

Just like when he had faced Michelle's wavering back then, he had been so resolute, so unyielding…

But why had he become like this? Why was he yielding to Khloe to such an extent?

"I've said everything I needed to say. If there's nothing else—"

"I don't want a divorce."

Nick spoke again. His jaw clenched tightly, as if he had swallowed all his grievances whole.

"If you think our relationship is a burden, then you can take back your feelings. But I don't want to… at least not in what little time I have left. I don't want to lose the person I love most."

"Nick, I'm sorry, but don't make this harder for me…"

"Harder? We're husband and wife. After I die, you'll still be free! But you know very well my body won't hold out much longer… Is it really so difficult for you to stay by my side just a little while longer?"

But a cold hand cupped her face, lifting it.

Nick forced her chin up. "Look at me when you speak."

His voice was low and hoarse, as though his throat were steeped in blood, painful to hear.

"If you hate me this much now, then say it to my face."

Khloe couldn't break free. Nick's strength was astonishing, but she no longer had the energy to resist.

She dug her nails into her palm, staring at his pale face. "Nick, look at yourself now. You're nothing like the person I saw when I first met you."

"Is that so? Go on. What's the difference?"

A faint curve touched Nick's lips. His dark eyes were still and hollow, as if he had already been hurt past feeling.