Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 427

"Yes."

Nick's answer was without a trace of hesitation.

The light in his eyes was deep, almost as if he were trying to look straight into Khloe's soul. There was no room for doubt—she couldn't not believe him.

"Since you say being with me isn't about seeking security, then tell me... why are you with me?"

"It's..."

The words faltered on Nick's lips. He suddenly felt as if Khloe was subtly trapping him.

Khloe's eyes sparkled with barely contained excitement. She stared at him, eager to hear him say something heartfelt. She already knew the truth of his feelings—those earlier words had been meant to provoke him.

Seeing him hesitate, she sighed and pressed her hand gently against his slowly loosening grasp.

The tension between them melted like ice in the sun. She guided his raised arm down, and with her other hand, quietly wrapped around his waist, leaning her body against his chest.

Nick's heart raced, pounding like it wanted to break free from his chest.

"You're with me for happiness," Khloe said softly. "I know you've always wanted to love someone properly... and now we love each other."

"Khloe... I can't be so selfish."

His rationality was crumbling, piece by piece. He didn't want to lose judgment in the night. He didn't want to hear her words, though each one had the power to change his mind effortlessly.

From the moment he saw her at the door, Nick realized... all his struggles were meaningless.

"Nick, in your heart... am I important to you?"

Khloe didn't wait for an answer, asking again.

This time, Nick relaxed slightly, no longer hiding the fear in his heart. "Very important."

"You're important to me too," she whispered. "The most important person."

"I'm sorry... truly, I'm sorry."

"Does saying 'sorry' even help? You don't even know why I'm mad."

"I do."

"Then say it."

Nick paused a while, then, almost unconsciously, began reflecting on her words. "You're angry I deceived you... angry that I didn't give you a choice, so I said something hurtful first..."

He truly felt he had messed everything up.

Someone he held as carefully as if she might shatter in his hands—he had still hurt her.

"You're half wrong!" Khloe squeezed his shoulder firmly. "More than you hiding things from me, I'm angrier that you have so little faith in us, that you never even considered solving problems together—and instead wanted to push me away!"