Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 972

Luckily, Noah had arrived just in time.

"Were you just merely playing the hero saving the damsel, or was it simply irresistible feelings?" Khloe couldn't help teasing. She had been at odds with Ethan for so long that she knew him well enough. After all, the more lies one tells, the harder it is to speak the truth—especially when no one believes it anyway.

"Khloe, can you stop kicking me when I'm down?" Ethan muttered.

"Thank you," Khloe said softly. Two simple words, yet they sent a warm surge through his chest, leaving his eyes oddly stinging.

Ethan swallowed hard, unable to speak. He lingered in silence for a moment before giving a perfunctory reply and hanging up.

Khloe, feeling a touch wistful, put her phone away and pushed open the hospital room door.

Inside, Nick had just finished his IV infusion, surrounded by the attending medical team and two nurses. His treatment plan had already been determined.

The hospital had access to a new experimental cancer drug that hadn't yet reached full maturity. A complete, approved release might take at least ten more years. However, early clinical trials suggested this breakthrough drug had about a thirty percent chance of fully curing Nick's current gastric tumor.

But high reward carried high risk. The drug's aggressiveness, combined with variability in patient response, meant there was a twenty percent chance it could worsen his condition in unpredictable ways. Overall, though, the likelihood of a positive outcome slightly outweighed the risk.

Khloe and Nick had come to the hospital seeking a true cure. Conservative treatment could control the disease for a while, but Nick had already begun experiencing discomfort. Even if symptoms could be managed temporarily, he would suffer immensely.

Even so, the moment this plan was proposed, Khloe immediately opposed it. The risk seemed too great.

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