Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 947:

Leif winced at the noise and bent down to retrieve his phone. Before he could say anything, Norton grabbed the wine bottle and started pouring another glass.

“Please stop it. You’ve had enough. Let me get you home,” Leif urged gently. “Your wife is waiting for you.”

“Don’t bring her up,” Norton snapped, knocking back the drink in one rough swallow.

Leif clamped his mouth shut, not daring to push any further.

Norton polished off an entire bottle of wine before he spoke again, his voice dropping to a low, hollow murmur. “Has Yvonne messaged you?”

Leif hurried to check the screen, wiping his sweaty palms against his pants. “No, sir. Nothing yet.”

Norton bowed his head slightly, the dim lighting carving his sharp features into something even more striking. But behind the brooding shadow, there was a taint, bitter loneliness.

hard that it shattered between his fingers. Splinters of glass sliced into his

gasped, panic shooting through his voice.

his bleeding hand and stopped him with a single look. “No.

knowing he

his seat, fists

stayed quiet, gripping the wheel and pressing harder on the

yanked the door open and stumbled out into the

keys as he

glare

the front door in tense silence. Leif reached out

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his hand aside. “Move.