Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 1012

Michael didn't answer. He simply tilted his head and sealed Winnie's lips with his.

The living room fell suddenly quiet. Warm golden light from the ceiling spilled over their entwined silhouettes, wrapping them in a soft glow.

After a long while, Michael's breathing finally evened out. Only then did Winnie manage to create a small gap between them. Her hand rested around his neck as she asked in a low voice, "Michael, are you not angry anymore?"

"I am."

His answer made her heart sink.

"Then… what do you want me to do?"

Michael lowered his gaze to her.

Her eyes were still red, her lips slightly swollen from his kisses. She looked at him helplessly, flustered and uncertain—almost as if she were inviting something.

His thumb brushed lightly across the faint mark on her cheek.

"Winnie."

His Adam's apple bobbed, his breath suddenly turning lighter.

Confused, she looked at him—but in the next moment, as she met his gaze, realization dawned. Her face flushed instantly.

"I mean compensation like that… not that kind of compensation…" she hurried to explain.

But before she could finish, the corner of Michael's lips had already lifted.

Embarrassed and annoyed, she pushed at him. "Michael, you're so annoying… why are you teasing me…"

He didn't respond. Instead, he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Thinking of how she had always been stubborn in the past—never willing to admit fault even when she was wrong—the last trace of his anger faded away.

"I don't need you to do anything," he said softly. "I just want you to know—I'm angry because you hid something dangerous from me. So next time… I hope you can consider my feelings too."

Feeling guilty, Winnie immediately nodded. "I will tell you next time. This time was just… too sudden."

"Winnie," Michael said, "before I'm your husband, I'm your best friend for life. I will respect every decision you make. I'm not as powerless as you think. I won't stop you from what you want to do."

His words struck directly at the thoughts she had been trying to hide.

She had to admit it—Michael truly understood her best. In front of him, she had nowhere to hide.

Winnie buried her face back into his chest.

"Okay. I understand."

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