Chapter 893
“Khloe.” Nick’s brow furrowed tightly.
Her words pierced him like a thousand delicate needles, sinking deep into his heart.
Khloe’s voice was calm, almost indifferent-but inside him, emotions churned like a storm.
A tide of helpless tenderness swept through him. His eyes darkened with emotion as he lifted her face and pressed a firm, lingering kiss to her brow.
“You’ve grown up… just in time.”
He didn’t say more, but neither of them needed words. They understood each other perfectly.
It had been Khloe’s silent choice not to listen to Barney’s unsaid words.
The moment Barney had mentioned her mother, Khloe had felt a twinge of recognition. Yet beyond that fragile, easily pierced membrane lay truths she was neither ready nor willing to confront. She had never prepared for this.
“I’ve already decided,” Khloe murmured softly, “my only family… is the Hunt family. Only you.”
Niel had once revealed his fleeting affair with her mother, admitting that he had only discovered he had a daughter later. Khloe’s mother, by contrast, had deliberately abandoned her to the orphanage. 1
As a child, she had resented her parents. As she grew older, she tried to console herself, telling herself maybe they had their reasons. But no amount of self-soothing could compare to the reality she felt now.
She could not forgive, nor could she face the one who had left her behind.
“I know.” Nick held her tightly, his throat tight with emotion.
“From now on, I am your family. Your partner. You don’t have to force yourself to be anything you’re not-just live true to your heart.”
Khloe’s eyes glistened with a hint of moisture, but her lips curved into a small, grateful smile.
“Alright.”
She had always been strong, used to facing life head-on, able to process every emotion on her own. But with Nick, she understood what true happiness was.
To have someone carefully hold your heart, to catch your vulnerabilities… it was such a gentle, tender thing. So tender, sometimes, it could make you forgive the world.
Seeing her finally at peace, Nick reached into his pocket and pulled out the velvet box the butler had given him earlier.
“This was left behind by Barney before he left. If you don’t want to see it, I’ll handle it.”
Khloe leaned back slightly, eyes narrowing at the deep blue velvet box, hesitant to take it immediately.
“It’s fine,” Nick said, reaching to withdraw it.
But she pressed her hand against his, holding it still.
After a few moments of silence, she finally took the box and gently opened it.
Inside lay a necklace.
A platinum chain, its pendant a delicately crafted feather, with a top-grade black jade stone set in the center. Beautiful. Expensive.
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By its design and style, it clearly had age-an heirloom with high collectible value.
“He… did he say anything?” Khloe’s voice wavered with conflict, torn between wanting to know and fearing the answer.
Nick shook his head. “He said nothing. Just left it for you. But I looked into this necklace. It was part of an auction at an international exhibition thirty years ago, fairly well-known. If you want, I can tell you the details.”
Clearly, Nick already knew much more.
Khloe looked at him, uncertain.
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