บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Match: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

"Maybe it was just a misunderstanding," Trey said coldly, brushing past Stella before she could say any more, and stepped into the hospital room.Seeing Khloe, Lauren seemed to brighten immediately. She reached for Khloe's hands, showering her with praise and complimenting how much more beautiful Khloe had become since they last met.But this time, as she spoke to Khloe, Khloe could sense a subtle reserve in Lauren's tone. It lacked the genuine warmth and sincerity that Lauren had shown when she'd supported Khloe and Trey's marriage."Grandma, I brought you some supplements. Please take care of yourself and don't let anything make you angry—it's never worth it," Khloe said softly, her concern for the elderly woman unchanged. Even if fate had separated them from being a family again, she would always remember the care and protection Lauren had shown her."Khloe, you really have no sense at all," Alicia sneered. "Grandma treated you so well, and now that she's sick, you bring her som

Of course, Khloe and Trey weren't actually in conflict—they had long since become strangers to one another. But her account with him had not yet been settled."I know the family lacks for nothing. These supplements are just my token of respect for you, Grandma, and I spent my own money on them. If you don't need them, feel free to handle them as you wish," Khloe said, carefully leaving room for the elderly woman's pride.Lauren seemed about to respond, but Khloe hurriedly added, "Grandma, you should get a good rest. I'll take my leave now.""Khloe! Khloe!" Lauren rose anxiously, trying to grab her arm, but Khloe moved quickly. Before anyone could react, she had already left the ward.Trey rushed forward to steady his grandmother, wary of her agitation. "Grandma, don't get too worked up—be careful of your health!""Go after her! No matter what, bring her back home!" Lauren's face flushed with urgency, and she pushed Trey toward the hallway without a second thought for her own frail

Trey's assistant knew the full story. After Angela found an excuse to get him out of the way, she, wanting to let Pete vent his frustration, gave him a metal rod and sent him to scratch Khloe's car.Angela had carefully scouted the garage and noticed there were no surveillance cameras. Pete was just a five-year-old—no matter what he did, Khloe couldn't really punish him. And with Trey around, she never imagined Khloe would actually call the police.Once Trey understood the full situation, he felt, for the first time, an urge to divorce Angela. The Angela he remembered had always been so refined and considerate. She had never behaved so recklessly!Khloe had been right. "A child not taught is the father's fault." It was his failure as a father to choose the right mother that had spoiled Pete into this bratty state.It was late. Alicia had already left, and only Stella remained with Lauren in the room. Arthur had called earlier, demanding she resolve the matter quickly.The simp

Lauren ended the call with a huff.She didn't notice that the call had lasted ten seconds, just enough for the tail end of her words to reach Khloe's ears.By the time Khloe had driven home, picked up the phone, and was about to speak, she heard the furious tone of the elder woman.In an instant, her heart sank completely.So everyone in the Fox family had known about Angela—everyone but her. Even Lauren, whom she had once been so grateful to, had kept her in the dark.The Fox family had never truly seen her as a person. To them, she had been no more than a tool for Trey's convenience.And she had given all her feelings to him—enduring the disdain of Stella and the others, working tirelessly to treat them like family, striving for household harmony…All those memories resurfaced, and no matter how controlled and rational she tried to be, her heart still ached.After a long, slow breath, Khloe wiped away the meaningless tears and let her face return to its usual cool, detached e

A faint flush colored Nick's cheeks. He quickly looked away, careful not to let Khloe see."Have you eaten?" Khloe suddenly asked."I have," he replied.Only then did she relax, though a twinge of guilt lingered for keeping him waiting so long. She hurried into the kitchen."What would you like to drink? I have tea, coffee, or some special cocktails," she offered.Hearing her, Nick followed her into the kitchen. From behind, he watched her slender waist twist as she opened the fridge and cabinets, fetching one item after another.She moved with a light grace.Seeing her tiptoe to reach something, Nick couldn't resist. He slipped his arms around her waist from behind, holding her gently. "Is this it?"He saw a few cans of sparkling water with elegant, unfamiliar labels."Yes!" Khloe nodded.Tall as he was, Nick effortlessly lifted them and placed them within her reach."Thank you."Khloe turned, smiling, only to realize that they were once again pressed close together. Their