Nick had been right—everyone must pay the price for their choices, and everyone has their own struggles shaped by their limitations.
It felt as though years of knots in Khloe's heart had finally begun to unravel.
She and Barney talked for a long time, until a knock on the door from the bodyguard reminded her that it was time to leave.
"Khloe," Barney called after her again.
She glanced back. He pressed his lips together, the faintest smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Take care of yourself… you're pregnant, so be careful in everything you do."
"I will," she said.
Before leaving, she straightened the corner of his blanket. "You too."
Barney hesitated, reluctant to let her go. "If you can… once you're there, let me know you arrived safely."
"Okay."
Seeing her nod, a flicker of joy crossed his face. He smiled. "Go on, then. Don't keep Nick waiting."
Khloe nodded and glanced at him once more. Words of farewell lingered on her lips, yet still felt awkward. But the air between them had changed completely from when she first arrived. Now, it was warm and gentle in her chest.
…
Evening, at the airport.
Lenny parked the car and strode quickly toward the private terminal.
Inside the exclusive lounge, Nick and Khloe were talking. When they saw Lenny arrive late, Khloe immediately looked toward him.
"Lenny, are you feeling any better?"
Most of the guests had left the city earlier that morning. Lenny should have come to the villa early to help, but he had been nowhere to be seen all morning. Calls went unanswered.
It wasn't until noon that Nick finally received a call from him—he said he wasn't feeling well and requested a half-day leave.
Lenny rarely asked for leave. Even when he was sick, he wouldn't miss an obligation unless he was physically unable to stand.
"I… I only had a little, so my head feels heavy today… I didn't get up this morning…"
Lenny's words tumbled out nervously, a clumsy excuse.
"I'm not asking about that. What happened last night… between you and Michelle?"
Nick knew Lenny too well. When something weighed on him, he couldn't hide it. So Nick spoke directly, his tone sharp and commanding, instantly freezing the atmosphere.
Khloe quickly gripped his arm and blinked at him. She understood—Nick was worried about Lenny.
But beyond her, Nick rarely expressed concern for anyone, even his own family. His carefulness could easily be misread.
"I…" Lenny lowered his head. "I… I can't… tell you, sir…"
He couldn't lie to Nick, yet he couldn't bring himself to speak of last night. He didn't want to.
Michelle… probably wouldn't want anyone to know either.

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