Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 1117

Hearing this, Khloe shot Trey a cold glare.

He was clearly provoking them on purpose.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Nick staring at her, clearly waiting for her explanation.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Trey chuckled again. "What's wrong? Nick, aren't you and Khloe the most loving couple? She never told you about this?"

"Trey!" Khloe finally couldn't hold back and snapped at him.

Trey pressed his lips together briefly, but when he lifted his gaze again, the provocation in his eyes toward Nick only deepened.

Suddenly, Nick let out a low laugh.

"My wife and I don't have secrets. And if we do, they're part of our intimacy. It's not for filthy outsiders to speculate on or comment about."

His voice was rough and hoarse. Although his words sounded composed, there was a strained edge to them, like he was forcing himself to stay upright.

A sharp pain twisted through Khloe's chest, as if it had been stabbed.

In the next second, Nick suddenly grabbed her wrist and yanked her hard to his side. "Come home with me."

His voice remained steady, but it was so low it sounded almost broken.

Without waiting for a response, he pulled her toward the door.

"Khloe, our date tonight is only halfway through. Are you sure you want to leave now?"

Trey's voice drifted calmly from behind them.

Khloe, half-dragged by Nick, had barely reached the doorway when she abruptly stopped.

Nick's grip was too strong—her wrist was already red and swollen, a burning pain shooting through her. She couldn't help but gasp. "Nick, it hurts!"

The moment he heard that, Nick instinctively loosened his grip.

Nick had used full force. The blow left Trey reeling, nearly blacking out on the spot.

He immediately clutched his bleeding nose, stumbling hard against the edge of the table.

But Nick had no intention of stopping. He grabbed him again and slammed him violently into the wall.

Trey's head struck the surface repeatedly. Blood streamed down his face even more fiercely.

Khloe snapped back to her senses and rushed forward to grab Nick's arm. "Nick, stop! You're gonna kill him!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his entire presence twisted with a terrifying, almost unhinged energy.

Khloe suddenly remembered the last time Nick had lost control—his psychological trauma might be flaring up again. If he kept going like this, he really could kill someone.

But if Trey died here, Nick would be finished too.

As expected, Nick didn't listen at all. He violently shook her off and grabbed Trey by the throat.