Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 132

Chapter 132:

Their eyes met in silent understanding. Instead of making a scene, they decided to stay quiet for now and figure out who was behind it.

“Yvonne, I’m heading to the restroom,” Rachel called out, making sure her voice carried over the music.

“Alright, go ahead. I’ll wait for you,” Yvonne replied, throwing herself into the next dance, her body moving effortlessly to the pulsing beat.

The rhythm consumed her, each sway and turn becoming more uninhibited than the last. Behind her, two men exchanged a knowing glance—this was their chance. One of them reached out, his hand creeping toward her waist. But before he could make contact, a sharp crack filled the air as his wrist was wrenched backward at an unnatural angle.

A blood-curdling scream tore from his throat.

Yvonne, though rusty, still remembered the self-defense techniques she had learned years ago. And this? This was basic.

a deadly mix of anger and control. “You thought you could put your hands on me? You’re about to regret ever

agony. “I—I’m sorry! I made a mistake!” he gasped, his body doubling over. “Please, just let me go! I swear I’ll

You think I’m just gonna let you walk away? Men like you don’t stop. You prey on women because you think you can get away with it. You need to learn what happens

phone. “I’m

the man’s face, his skin turning

more now on

an elderly mother, kids at home!

she’ll have no one to care for her. I swear on my life,

and Rachel exchanged a glance, momentarily

reinforcements slipping into the crowd. His expression shifted in an instant. Gone was the

“These two dared to mess with me—teach them a