Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 739

Nick thought miserably that Khloe and their child did not need a burden like him at their side. And he himself could not accept being paralyzed for life.

He had thought that surviving a brush with death meant he could return to her…

Nick suddenly closed his eyes. He tried to steady himself, but tears slipped uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. His breathing grew rapid, his chest heaving violently as he forced it down.

Yet, no matter how much pain he endured, the truth did not change. His hands were weak. His legs had no sensation. He was useless now. A useless man with little time left to live.

"Nick, pull yourself together!" Seeing him like this, Lucas felt deeply unsettled.

Though they had not seen each other for many years, he knew Nick's pride well. He was not someone who would be easily crushed by hardship.

Nick said nothing. He bit down hard on his lip. Before long, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The nurse hurried over, but Nick would not let anyone come near him. In a hoarse, low growl, he said, "Get out. Leave."

Lucas wanted to say more, but Nick's emotions had clearly collapsed. He knew that nothing he said now would help. In the end, he only left a few people standing guard outside and gave Nick time to calm down on his own.

That night, Lucas came again.

Nick was propped against the headboard, staring blankly toward the window.

Lucas had never imagined that the once-proud man of destiny would end up like this. His emotions were complicated beyond words.

"I spoke with the doctors. You don't need to worry too much. You should be able to recover gradually."

Even as he said it, Lucas knew he was lying to himself. The situation was grim, and no one could guarantee what Nick's future would be.

He was still young, but if he lost the ability to move, he would be no different from a living corpse. For Nick, that would be more painful than death itself.

"Don't comfort me," Nick said coldly. His voice was hoarse, his breathing heavy, yet he forced out every word as if sheer will could resist the weakness in his body.

He knew that since the police had not found his body, to everyone else, he was most likely already dead.

Lucas confirmed his suspicion. He said that Khloe had already returned to Goldmont City.

Nick felt both sorrow and relief.

She was doing well. She had not drowned in grief. She had not collapsed in despair.

Perhaps the best decision he had ever made was handing Hunt Group over to her. That way, she would not have time to sink into the pain of separation.

Maybe in a few months… she would no longer feel so lost. She would no longer grieve for him so deeply.

"You… don't want to see her again?"

Lucas suddenly sensed Nick's true thoughts.