Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 920:

As his hand slipped from hers, Yvonne felt a flutter of unease. How could he touch her so easily, only to withdraw without a second thought? The dissonance left her feeling unsettled, but she quickly masked it with a practiced smile. “I’ll make some tea for you,” Yvonne offered, gesturing for the housekeeper to assist her. After all, Edmond was accustomed to the housekeeper’s tea, and Yvonne, unfamiliar with the process, didn’t want to risk ruining it.

There was something about Norton’s casual demeanor that irked Yvonne. Why did he feel entitled to touch her whenever it suited him?

With frustration simmering beneath her calm exterior, she poured tea leaves into Norton’s cup with a little more intensity than necessary.

After preparing the tea, Yvonne and the housekeeper brought it over, her smile wide and sweet as she presented the cups. “Edmond, have some tea. And you too, Norton,” Yvonne said with forced sweetness, her tone overly affectionate. She beamed at Norton, her smile almost too bright as she invited him to drink. Norton noticed the sly glint in her eyes as she passed him the tea, her lips curving into a smile that hinted at mischief.

He couldn’t resist the challenge; with a faint sigh, he lifted the cup and took a careful sip. Almost immediately, his brows furrowed. The bitterness was overpowering. He set the cup down, his expression betraying his discomfort. “Yvonne, your tea-making skills have truly wasted these leaves,” Norton remarked with a pointed edge.

and the smile she couldn’t quite suppress betrayed her true emotions. “Is it not good?” she asked, her voice

Norton couldn’t help but look at her with mild amusement. In that moment, she was far too pleased with herself

her onto the sofa. “Sit properly. Watch me

movement, Yvonne shot him an annoyed glare as she was pulled onto

leaned in closer, tucking a loose strand of her hair behind

caught her off guard, sending a flutter through her chest. She quickly reminded herself

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observing the scene, chuckled

a pleasant dinner with Edmond, the two of them left the house. Norton’s performance had clearly been satisfactory, as they departed without any of Edmond’s usual attendants