Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 1110

"Alright." Nick nodded, his voice turning exceptionally gentle.

The warmth from his family had nearly broken through his composure just now. Fortunately, his grandmother had been there, giving him a moment to steady himself.

But now, he had gathered his emotions, and his rationality had returned.

He truly didn't want a divorce. Before today's overwhelming flood of news, he had already made up his mind—no matter what Khloe wanted to do, no matter what difficulties she faced, he would never let go.

But seeing those headlines… his resolve wavered.

The only person who could have leaked news of the divorce despite his efforts to suppress it… was Khloe.

If she was willing to make their divorce public, willing to bear the blame, just to leave him—then he didn't know if holding on still had any meaning.

If everything she said was sincere, if he insisted on staying, would he only be making things harder for her?

But after returning home and seeing the family who still cared so deeply about him, he finally regained some clarity.

By the time Nick stepped out of his grandmother's room, night had fully fallen.

The hallway lights were off. Dusk filtered in through the windows, casting the corridor in a muted blue-gray.

Arista came upstairs and called softly, "Nick."

Nick seemed to come back to himself and lifted his head.

She walked up to him and looked at his face.

His eyes were slightly swollen, but his expression was calm.

Her heart ached, but she knew that at a moment like this, words wouldn't help.

"Are you hungry?" she asked. "I made some porridge. Do you want to eat something before you rest?"

Nick looked at her for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Okay."

Arista smiled faintly and turned to go downstairs.

Nick followed behind her, his steps slow.

Nick looked at her with gratitude. He stood and gently embraced her, saying again, "Thank you… Mom."

Tears streamed down Arista's face instantly.

From childhood until now, Nick had always been respectful and polite toward her, but there had always been an unspoken distance between them.

This was the first time he had called her that—called her Mom.

Arista pressed her lips together, not daring to make a sound. After Nick let go, she quickly turned her head and wiped her tears, afraid he might see.

Nick said nothing more, silently taking in the sight of her.

How fortunate he was to have a family that loved him so deeply. Even if his life was short, even if there were things he desired but could never obtain, he should still be content.

Back in his room, Nick called Lucas.

Khloe had been acting unusually these past few days. He had asked Lucas to investigate some matters—related to Olympus and Lacuna.

Only Lucas's underground network extended far enough, both domestically and abroad.