Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 641

Chapter 641

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“Fine, then you can make the rules. From now on, in our house, everything goes by your word.” Michael immediately surrendered.

“What? I don’t understand anything you’re saying! Last night… I don’t remember any of it…”

Winnie’s face flamed even redder, and she chose to deny it all outright.

But no sooner had the words left her mouth than his hand grabbed her waist from behind.

Winnie flinched, almost flinging the spatula in her hand.

“Michael!”

“It’s fine. You don’t remember, but I remember perfectly.”

Michael leaned close from behind, hands braced on the edge of the counter. His lips brushed her ear as he spoke slowly, deliberately, “You said last night… that from now on… I have to hold you every night while you sleep.”

“I never said that!” Winnie’s hand trembled, and she whirled around.

Her eyes locked on his face, smiling faintly, and her heart skipped a beat.

“You don’t remember?” Michael teased lightly.

“You-”

“It doesn’t matter. I already know your intentions. Even if you tried to deny it now, it’s too late.”

With one long stride, Michael pressed himself against her side, his leg sliding along her waist. He steadied her back with his hand, keeping just enough space from the stove, then leaned in closer. His voice dropped to a soft, low tone.

“Unless you change your mind, I’ll keep my word. I won’t leave you.”

“Michael!”

Winnie could no longer hold back, but her voice came out so low it was almost a whisper. He was dangerously close-one wrong move and they’d be kissing again. Just last night, he had been so composed and restrained-how had he turned into this overnight?

Was she… in over her head?

Before she could fully process it, Michael suddenly lowered his head, his voice shifting from playful to

serious.

“This morning, I checked my accounts. All my assets have been frozen. I’m truly penniless now-my pockets are probably emptier than what you have in your hands. If you’re thinking I’m too poor and that’s why you’d hesitate to marry me…”

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“What are you saying? I’m not thinking that…” Winnie Interrupted quickly, flustered.

How could she ever resent someone who had gone this far for her?

Michael opened his mouth again, but she pressed a hand over his lips.

“Don’t worry. I can make money to take care of you. Besides, with your skills… even if you left the Morrison family, I don’t think you’d struggle at all.”

Her words were meant as reassurance. She knew he was capable, but in Goldmont City, with Oscar ready to make things difficult, reclaiming his previous status would be far from easy.

“You trust me that much?” Michael teased, brushing her hand away.

Winnie looked at him, nodding seriously, though her brow remained slightly furrowed.

Michael chuckled. “I knew you’d trust me. So even if you think I’m poor now, I still won’t divorce you. After all, I’ve already lost my career for you-I can’t end up with neither you nor my livelihood, can I?”

Winnie felt tricked again. He was clearly teasing her on purpose, trying to make her yield.

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