Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 159

Chapter 159:

Not even for him.

“I’ll say it one more time—lie down.” His voice had turned icy.

Yvonne hesitated, but before she could protest, he leaned in, his tone laced with warning. “Do you want to lie down yourself, or should I cut your clothes off with scissors?”

A nervous breath escaped her lips. “Can you turn off the lights?” she asked quietly.

“I’ll leave one wall lamp on,” he relented.

His willingness to compromise made her stop resisting.

Slowly, she lifted the hem of her nightgown, exposing the full extent of her injuries.

Her pale skin made the bruises look even more severe, dark shadows blooming across her back.

When Norton pressed his fingers gently against her skin, she flinched, biting down on her lip to muffle a gasp.

ointment and massaging the bruises. It’ll help them heal faster,” he explained, his voice steady. “It might sting a little, so

hint

it hurts too much, just cry

ointment sent a

hands moved, kneading carefully, a sharp pain shot through

ointment intensified, spreading over her skin

an unbearable mix of heat and

best efforts to stay silent, soft whimpers escaped her

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minutes, she

are you done? I can’t take this anymore,” she pleaded. “Can

spoke. “No. Ten more minutes.”

sheer exhaustion or the pain dulling into something tolerable, her eyelids fluttered shut, and she drifted

the time morning came, the bed beside her

pounding as she turned her

sight made

darkened, spreading across her skin, making her back look