Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 974

Back home, the housekeeper had already finished simmering the nourishing soup.

These past few days, Nick had been on medication, and to avoid any adverse reactions, every meal had been carefully prepared according to the doctor's instructions.

After a quick word with the housekeeper, Khloe led him upstairs to their room. She helped him out of his clothes and into pajamas before carefully lifting his arm to inspect it.

"Did the injection hurt?" she asked.

Nick let her examine his arm, turning it gently in her hands, a faint curve tugging at his lips.

"No."

Khloe didn't reply, though it was clear she didn't fully believe him. The doctor had warned that the medicine was strong enough to warrant painkillers, which had been prepared but ultimately avoided to preserve the drug's effectiveness.

Her gaze lingered on the tiny puncture on the back of his hand. The surrounding skin had darkened into a large, swollen bruise, marring the beauty of his hand.

She brushed her fingers over it lightly and tightened her grip around his knuckles.

"Don't worry. I really don't feel pain," he said.

Khloe remained silent, continuing to study his hand for a long while. Nick drew her into his arms and, with utmost care, lifted her face to press a few gentle kisses to her, smoothing her furrowed brows.

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, her heart aching with love and concern for him.

Downstairs, the housekeeper had prepared dinner. The table held a few simple, light dishes and a pot of stew. Khloe ladled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of him.

"Start with the soup."

Nick obediently took a spoonful.

"How is it?" she asked.

"Pretty good," he replied.

"Looks like the baby is saying hello?" His voice was soft, tinged with disbelief and wonder. "Did you feel that?"

Khloe did feel it—the faint, bubble-like flicker from deep within her abdomen, small but full of life.

"Yes," she nodded, a gentle smile finally touching her lips.

Nick's eyes returned to her belly. His large hand stayed in place, hesitant to move, as if afraid of disturbing something precious. He simply stayed still, quietly sensing, until after a long moment, he whispered, "She's ignoring me again."

Khloe laughed, placing her hand over his.

"A hello is enough. She's probably just trying to see her dad sooner, working hard in her own quiet way."

Nick was silent for a moment, then leaned down, resting his face lightly against her belly, closing his eyes. The last rays of sunset streamed through the window, casting a soft golden glow across his gaunt profile.

"All right… Daddy wants to see you soon too," he murmured.