Chapter 152
Khloe hadn’t expected Nick to still be thinking about it, and she felt deeply moved.
“They’re all unpleasant things,” she said softly. “Talking about them would only put you in a bad mood too.”
Besides, she had no intention of telling Nick about her plans to take revenge on Trey.
Nick was nothing like his outward appearance suggested. He was an exceptionally gentle man-unlike her own heart, already scarred and battered, still hiding deep resentment and anger.
Until all of that was completely cleared away, she didn’t want him to see it.
Seeing that Khloe was unwilling to speak, Nick didn’t press her further.
After a moment, he spoke again. “Your previous matter… hasn’t it been settled yet?”
Khloe paused before realizing he was probably referring to Trey.
“Mm. But it’s almost done. There are still a few things I need to wrap up.
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“You don’t need help?” Nick asked once more.
Khloe replied calmly, “No. I can handle it myself.”
There was no need to use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken.
Besides, when it came to dealing with Trey, how could she possibly dirty Nick’s hands?
She intended to torment Trey slowly, to make him repay everything he had squeezed out of her over those six years.
Nick didn’t say anything else. His strong arm slipped lightly around Khloe’s shoulders, drawing her against his side, yet his heart sank as if plunging into an ice cellar, a wordless sense of loss spreading through him.
Just moments earlier, he had received several messages-photos someone had sent him. They showed Khloe and a man in a hospital, tugging and pulling at each other.
So she had gone to see Trey tonight.
Was her bad mood today all because of that man?
She had been with him for six years. He was her first love. Even after he had deceived her feelings, was she still unable to let go?
Nick wanted to ask, but the words circled his throat again and again, never making it out.
He could understand that feelings built over so many years couldn’t be erased overnight. Still, the thought that there was another man in her heart made his chest feel tight, uncomfortably sore, even a little bitter.
Khloe was truly exhausted. Leaning against Nick, she watched the movie for only a short while, spoke just a few sentences, and then fell asleep.
It was a horror film, yet she slept soundly. Her arm was hooked firmly around his, refusing to let go even when he carried her back to the bed.
The room was dark. Moonlight spilled in through the window, landing on half of her face.
One side of her striking features glowed like an angel bathed in light; the other sank into the cool, alluring
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darkness of the night..
Nick found himself staring at her again. He gently brushed her smooth brow, traced down the bridge of her high nose, and finally to her lips.
Her slow, steady breathing flowed softly against his fingertips.
“Khloe,” he called her very quietly.
She frowned slightly, as if she’d heard him, and murmured a faint “Mm.”
The corners of Nick’s mouth lifted. It was as if he were speaking to her-and as if he were talking to himself. From now on, I want the only person in your heart to be me… You’re not allowed to think about anyone else.”
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