Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 472

Khloe felt like crying without tears, her eyes brimming with apology as she looked at him. "I overslept… Do you think the people at the Royal Palace are upset?"

"It's fine," Nick said. "I already negotiated with them this morning. The shoot's been postponed until the afternoon, or at worst, we can push it a day. We'll cover any overtime costs."

Seeing her rare flustered expression, he couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch her cheek.

"This is really bad… It's all my fault for not waking up…" Khloe's guilt weighed heavily on her. They were shooting at the Royal Palace, of all places! She couldn't believe she'd dropped the ball here—it felt like a mortal crime.

Nick traced her ear with his fingertip. "It's my fault for not waking you. I turned off the alarm."

"The morning session was planned to catch the best light," he explained. "But sleeplessness is special. The Palace staff wouldn't want the model showing up with dark circles and exhausted. They'd rather reschedule than compromise your look."

His words melted away a good portion of Khloe's disappointment. She nodded and glanced at him, curious. "But… why are you up so early? Didn't we sleep together last night?"

"I was nervous about the wedding shoot," Nick replied, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

Khloe's eyes sparkled, and she returned his smile. Even someone like Nick—battle-tested and composed—could get nervous. Perhaps it was time for her to rein in her own fussiness.

Missing the morning light meant the afternoon schedule would be even tighter. The Palace had prepared seven elaborate sets for them, each reflecting the changing seasons, historical eras, and major festivals. The outfits were exquisite, heavily detailed, and painstakingly crafted.

Nick had also specially arranged for Khloe to have several pieces of classical jewelry to complement the outfits, delivered in advance.

He'd hardly eaten all day. Knowing he didn't like heavy food, Khloe had ordered seafood porridge, a few salty snacks, and seasonal vegetables for him.

But when the dishes arrived, Nick didn't touch a thing. Instead, he devoted himself to peeling the lobster for Khloe, wearing gloves like a gentleman.

He wasn't skilled at this, but after observing the staff a few times, he picked it up quickly. Still, he moved clumsily and slowly.

Lenny offered to help, but Nick refused. Lenny had no choice but to peel alongside him.

Khloe, not wanting him to go hungry on her account, gently took off his gloves. "I don't need you peeling the lobster for me. I like doing it myself. You haven't eaten much today, so let's eat together."