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.

like that, an idea struck

spoke with easy charm. “The woman inside? She’s my wife. I messed up, and now she’s locked me out. I just

a trade? You let me take your place, and I’ll push the cart

after Norton confirmed his identity at the

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was wrapped in a bathrobe, towel-drying her damp hair when

with you right now. And if you’re here to dig for Rachel’s whereabouts on Brian’s behalf, forget it—I’m not telling you

here,” a polite voice

response. Outside, at Norton’s

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

slight nod, Norton kept his gaze

glance at the cart, Yvonne gave an offhand instruction. “Pour the wine and slice the steak for me, will