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.

twisting his arm further, her voice a deadly mix of anger and control. “You thought you could put

his body doubling over. “Please, just let me go! I swear I’ll leave! I won’t come

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 when you mess with the wrong

her phone. “I’m calling the police,” she said firmly,

across the man’s face, his

now

could tighten her grip, he dropped to his knees, his body shaking. Tears streamed down his face. “Please, miss! I’m begging you! I have an elderly mother, kids at home! If I get arrested, they’ll have no one to take care of them! I was a fool to offend you. Please, show some

to jail, she’ll have no one to care for

Rachel exchanged a glance,

either could respond, the man caught sight of his reinforcements slipping into the crowd. His expression shifted in an

dared to mess with me—teach