Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 508

No matter how good Khloe had been to Trey all these years, she could never earn even a trace of his guilt.

Wasn't he the one who understood best that trying to buy love with self-sacrifice was the stupidest thing a person could do?

Khloe thought the same of her younger self. When she looked back on the girl who had just learned what love was, she felt only shame.

Fortunately, she had met Nick. Otherwise, in this lifetime, she would never have known what truly beautiful love looked like.

Most people in this world were selfish and cold. Yet, there were still some—so long as you stayed by their side, you would believe in love again and forgive the past.

When you carried a sincere heart, flowers were still flowers, and the sea was still the sea. Even when love was muddled and scarred all over, you could still feel the warmth of the world and believe that true love was eternal.

The way Khloe looked at Trey gradually turned to pity. Thinking of how she would soon be home with Nick, the resentment in her chest quietly dissolved.

"Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me," she said calmly. "From the moment you betrayed me, we became strangers."

If he died, she would neither be happy nor sad.

With that, Khloe turned and walked away.

After she had taken a few steps, Trey suddenly raised his voice.

"Khloe… is there really nothing left between us?"

He wanted to hear her curse him, even if only a few words. Even if it angered her and made her retaliate more viciously, it would be fine. He only wanted to prove that he still meant something to her—that he was not completely erased from her heart.

Khloe did not stop. It was as if she had not heard him at all.

He hurried after her. He had prepared himself for this moment over and over in his mind, yet when he finally faced her, he still lost control.

The bodyguards stepped forward and landed several punches on him.

Trey took the blows hard in the stomach. The pain brought tears to his eyes. His body folded in on itself, his legs buckling as he dropped to his knees.

He pressed his palms to the ground. Through his blurred vision, Khloe's figure had already disappeared.

"Let's hope so," Khloe said, pretending to be stern.

Hearing her voice, Nick's eyes softened instantly, as if spring water had filled them. He looked like a different person altogether.

But the doctor sitting across from him, along with the others in the room, all wore grave expressions.

Nick did not avoid them. Every moment with Khloe was something he felt he had to cherish. He had no energy left to care about anything else.

After he hung up, the atmosphere turned heavy again.

He nodded, remembering Khloe's reminder, picked up the warm water beside him, and took a sip, signaling them to continue.

These past few days, Nick had been suffering from stomach pain and even vomiting blood. It was already clear that the shadow in his stomach was not just a simple blood clot. A gastroscopy should be done immediately.

But Khloe was leaving for Naraida in two days. If she found out, she would never be able to rest easy.

So Nick asked the doctors to examine him first. Yet, whether through pulse diagnosis or blood tests, the results were far from optimistic.