Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 932:

She got out of bed and padded over to the window, taking a moment to enjoy the view outside. Afterward, she washed up, changed clothes, and headed downstairs.

Just as she had expected, Norton was nowhere to be seen. The groceries had already arrived, and they were exactly the same as yesterday’s.

“Good morning, ma’am. Mr. Burke gave instructions before he left. He said you are to prepare the same lunch as yesterday,” the housekeeper said, pulling a chair out for Yvonne as she spoke.

Yvonne stuffed a spoonful of oatmeal into her mouth and grumbled to herself. Her husband sure was high-maintenance. What a pain!

Something else occurred to her then, and she asked the housekeeper, “Did he come home last night?”

“He arrived shortly after you retired to your room. He didn’t want to disturb you, as you were already asleep when he went in.”

least he still knows to behave himself!” Yvonne finished

was her fault. She decided she would make

use it again,” Yvonne said to the housekeeper, pointing at the lunchbox she had used the previous day. Norton had left her at the movie theater last night to go to his little sweetheart. Despite her guilt about yesterday’s lunch, she decided

trying her hand at lunch yesterday, she felt more equipped to do

once she was done cooking. Then

before, Leif was waiting for her at the reception area, and her eyes immediately lit up when she

reading her mind, he reached for the lunchbox and said, “Hello, Mrs. Burke. I have reviewed your resume. In fact, I went ahead and sent it to the magazine outlets you were interested in. All you have

“Good job! I knew I could count on you! I feel so much better knowing you’re there to help

elevator, failing to notice that Shelly stood behind them, staring daggers in their direction. Her burning gaze was fixed on the elevator doors long after they had closed. “Resume… magazine…” she muttered under her breath before letting out a

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out, feeling uneasy at Shelly’s sinister display. “Do you have an appointment