Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 705:

For a solid five seconds, she just stared, her mind struggling to catch up. Even when she finally spoke, disbelief clung to her voice. “Why… why are you here?”

Norton lifted an eyebrow. “Why can’t I be here? I am your husband, after all.”

“Ugh.” Yvonne let out a dramatic scoff before slamming the door shut without a second’s hesitation.

Almost immediately, her phone rang. “Open the door.” His voice was as commanding as ever, filled with expectation.

Yvonne rolled her eyes and declined the call without a word.

When Norton tried again, she set her phone to silent and tossed it onto the bed.

Outside, Norton paced in frustration, running a hand through his hair. Just then, a hotel server passed by, pushing a cart. Norton’s eyes lit up. The man was dressed in a black uniform, topped with a black mask, blending in almost too well.

that,

She’s my wife. I messed up, and now she’s locked me out. I just want to make things

let

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wrapped in a bathrobe, towel-drying her

not in the mood to deal with you right now. And if you’re here to dig for Rachel’s whereabouts on Brian’s behalf,

here,” a polite voice

irritation eased at the familiar response. Outside, at Norton’s subtle cue, the real

the peephole, Yvonne spotted what appeared to be a regular hotel staff member

a slight nod, Norton kept his gaze lowered and pushed the cart

gave an offhand instruction. “Pour the wine and slice the steak for me, will you? Thanks.” With that, she wandered off to continue drying her