Chapter 1133
Nick leaned against the headboard. Even in a relaxed posture, his figure remained upright and composed.
He gave a slight nod, his gaze resting faintly on the agreement in his hands.
There was no reaction to Khloe’s presence.
No anger. No joy. Only an extreme, unsettling calm.
Khloe understood him well. The calmer he appeared on the surface, the more dangerous he truly was beneath it.
She had already prepared herself mentally.
In truth, after learning he had woken up, she had hesitated-wondering if she should come at all. Perhaps not meeting would have been better.
But selfishly, she still wanted to see him once. Even if it was the last time.
“How are you feeling? Better?” she asked.
She studied his face. It was almost colorless. Barely a couple dozen hours had passed, yet he seemed thinner again.
Nick regulated his breathing. His pale lips pressed together slightly. When he lifted his gaze to her, Khloe suddenly felt as though he had become unfamiliar. A completely different aura surrounded him.
Coldness.
“I don’t need your concern,” he spoke evenly, then raised the document in his hand and handed it to her. ” I’ve revised the agreement. Take a look. If there are no issues, you can sign it.”
Khloe froze slightly. Her hand trembled faintly as she reached for it.
The words Divorce Agreement were clearly printed at the top.
Her expression didn’t change, but after a moment, she finally spoke.
“No need to read it. I trust you.”
“Still, read it. I don’t want any future trouble. Even a one-in-ten-thousand chance is still a chance.”
His voice was not heavy. In fact, it was calm and gentle.
Khloe turned her head.
Their eyes met.
This time, there was no trace of emotion in his gaze-deep, still, and impenetrable. He looked exactly as he had when they first met. Always rational. Always composed. A man who never concealed his intent
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and never broke his own rules for anyone.
“Alright.”
She nodded and quickly flipped through the document.
The agreement she had originally drafted had been extremely thorough. She had waived all assets under Nick and the Hunt family, even allocating him a portion of the Morrison Group’s shares.
As for Cloud Palace and all marital assets accumulated after their wedding, she had given everything to
Nick.
Apart from the child in her womb, she had been willing to leave with nothing.
Even child support had been waived. She had only retained the child’s future inheritance rights within the Hunt family.
But in Nick’s revised version, there were no excessive compensation clauses.
He had simply divided their premarital assets fairly.
As for post-marital property-including everything he had once gifted her-it would all be split evenly.
Cloud Palace would also be auctioned and divided equally.
“If we’re separating, then we should owe each other nothing,” Nick said evenly. “As for the child… I don’t have much time left. He will be the Hunt family’s only heir. I know you’re capable of raising him well. He will inherit my assets, as well as the Hunt family and Hunt Group.”
His tone was calm, yet firm.
Khloe understood. He had clearly thought this through. It was rational and fair.
But he had never considered what would happen if he did not die-if he survived and had another family,
another child in the future. How would inheritance be divided then?
After a moment, she spoke.
“Everything else is fine. As for the child’s inheritance rights, we don’t need to include them in the divorce agreement for now. This involves the entire Hunt family. I don’t want to take advantage of anything at a
time like this.”
Nick glanced at her.
“Suit yourself.”
After she signed, he spoke again, “The divorce procedures can be completed tomorrow. I’ll have someone expedite everything.”
Khloe nodded and placed the items she had brought onto the side table-among them, a thermos flask.
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