Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 898

Chapter 898

Charlotte waited a while longer, only withdrawing her hand once his breathing had fully steadied. But she didn’t hurry to leave.. Instead, she gently patted his back.

Under her soothing touch, Ethan’s brow gradually relaxed, as if he was finding his way back to calm.

But lying beside him, Charlotte herself was quickly overcome by sleepiness. She drifted toward unconsciousness, unaware of time passing.

Just as she was about to slip fully into sleep, a low, husky voice sounded beside her, “Charlotte?”

“Hm?”

Startled, Charlotte blinked and took a few seconds to register before sitting up.

“You’re awake?”

“How…?” Ethan glanced at their positions.

Charlotte had been lying next to him, her head resting on his arm. The scene was intimate to the point of being unmistakably suggestive.

“Don’t get the wrong idea! You had a nightmare, I came to check on you,” she rushed to explain, quickly pulling her hands back to prove her innocence.

Ethan, surprisingly, didn’t argue.

“Sorry for disturbing your rest.”

“If you really cared about disturbing me, you wouldn’t have let me watch over you in the first place,” Charlotte muttered under her breath. Her voice was quiet, but he heard every word, and it instantly ruined his fleeting softness.

“Fine. You’re here anyway. I’m thirsty-get me a glass of water. Warm, not too hot or cold.”

“…You.”

Charlotte already knew he wouldn’t be truly kind to her. But, begrudgingly, she obeyed.

By the time she brought him the water, Ethan had already rolled over and fallen asleep again.

She wanted to wake him, but thinking back to how unsettled he’d been just moments ago, her resolve softened. She placed the water on the side table, exhausted herself, and finally allowed herself to sleep until dawn.

The next morning, Charlotte woke at ten o’clock.

Ethan was already gone from the room.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise. Hadn’t he said she needed to get up early and accompany him somewhere?

After washing up, she stepped out to find him limping slightly through the hall, carrying two plates of breakfast.

Though it was just fried eggs and toasted bread, it was no small effort for someone as delicate and unwell as Ethan.

“Ethan, the sun must’ve risen in the west today. How come you have time to make breakfast?” Charlotte teased.

“Make do with it. We’re heading out soon,” Ethan replied coldly, seemingly too drained to spar with her.

Charlotte’s gaze lingered on his face. His complexion was pale, and he didn’t look well.

Once seated, Ethan coughed twice before taking his medicine.

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“You look off. Do we really have to go today?” Charlotte asked, pouring herself a sip of milk.

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