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Moonlight Touches Quiet Hearts — by Mae 1126

Moonlight Touches Quiet Hearts — by Mae 1126

Chapter 1126

“After all, everyone knows how much you adore your granddaughter-in-law, Khloe!” Michelle said.

“Enough! If you’re going to keep nagging, don’t follow me. You’re not even part of our family. Why are you sticking your nose in?” Loretta snapped at Michelle. Just as she finished speaking, the elevator doors opened. She immediately abandoned Michelle and stepped out briskly.

Michelle almost lost her breath in exasperation.

She let out a helpless laugh. She had been trying to be kind–why was she the one getting scolded?

So when there was injustice, the wrong person took the blame? They couldn’t bear to make things difficult for Khloe, so they decided to take it out on her instead?

‘I hate you, Khloe.’

Khloe jolted awake. Her entire body was drenched in sweat as she sat up abruptly. Only then did she realize the sky had already darkened.

She had been completely exhausted-what should have been a short rest had stretched from morning all the way into evening.

Her mind was still in chaos, filled only with Nick’s cold voice, as if it had been seared into her consciousness.

‘Thate you, Khloe.’

“Are you awake?”

The door suddenly opened, and a familiar voice reached her ears.

Khloe looked over in mild surprise before quickly regaining her composure.

“Barney?”

She needed help now. Moreover, she was already four months pregnant—she could no longer act recklessly. From this point on, she had to take much better care of herself.

That meant she needed someone who could stay by her side 24 hours a day, and also handle emergencies at any time.

At a time like this, Barney-her biological older brother-was the best possible choice.

Besides, Barney had long wanted to make it up to her. After hearing about her divorce, he immediately contacted her and offered to come to Goldmont City to stay with her through the pregnancy.

Khloe had agreed without hesitation.

Barney didn’t come alone. He brought a carefully selected nanny, along with two professional high-tier caregivers specialized in prenatal care.

They stayed with Khloe in her residence, while he rented a luxury apartment just across from her villa-only a five

tninute walk away, ensuring he could be there on call at any time, day or night.

“Mm. You’ve slept for a long time. Get up and eat something. You need nutrition.”

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Barney’s voice was gentle as he entered the room and pulled open the half-drawn curtains.

The warm light of dusk immediately poured inside.

The dining table was covered with nourishing dishes. Barney had gone to great lengths-he had even personally prepared the stew himself.

During this period, whenever he had time, he had been studying nutritional therapy and postpartum care

methods.

“How is it?” he asked expectantly as she took the first sip of the soup he made.

Khloe nodded slightly. The corners of her lips lifted, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes.

Barney could tell she was in pain, so he didn’t press further. Instead, he served her more food.

“Even if you don’t have an appetite, you still have to eat. Don’t wrong yourself for the child.”

“Who said I don’t have an appetite?” Khloe curved her lips again.

Only then did she take a closer look at Barney.

In the past, when they met, he was always in tailored suits-an elegant, calculating CEO through and through.

But now, he was dressed in casual clothes, an apron still tied around his waist. His hair fell loosely and neatly, giving him a surprisingly younger appearance. Even his entire presence had softened.

He had gone from a sharp, scheming old fox to a warm, approachable neighbor-like older brother.

“You’re only putting on a strong front in front of others,” Barney sighed softly. “When you’re with me… no, when you’re at home, you don’t have to force yourself.”

He lowered his head, picked up her bowl, and added more soup.

Khloe didn’t respond.

After a moment, Barney continued, “Someone came looking for you while you were asleep.”

Khloe’s gaze shifted toward the phone on the side.

There were seven missed calls and three messages.

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Moonlight Touches Quiet Hearts — by Mae

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