Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 953:

The weight of exhaustion hung over him, and the dark circles under his eyes were a testament to the restless night he’d had—spent mostly holding Yvonne, who had tossed and turned constantly, waking him more times than he could count.

He reached out to pull her back into bed. “Come back to bed. Just a little longer.”

Yvonne shook her head firmly, brushing off his hand. “No way! It’s my first day at work. I need to be prepared.” Her voice was resolute as she sat at her vanity, carefully applying makeup.

Norton sat on the bed, arms crossed, scowling as he watched her. “Is it really necessary to wake up this early just to do your makeup?” he grumbled, dragging himself out of bed and heading toward the bathroom.

Yvonne remained at her vanity, brushing her hair aside as she sorted through her array of cosmetics. “It’s my first day—I want to look presentable. A polished appearance leaves a lasting impression,” she replied with enthusiasm, dabbing foundation onto her cheeks.

completely unnecessary,” Norton muttered dismissively, his

makeup with practiced grace. Her good mood was untouchable that morning—his snide remarks couldn’t

into his workout gear

it was already well into Norton’s typical breakfast hour. He sat at the table, casually munching on

dolling yourself up?”

the floor. She paused in

in the sight of her. She was dressed in a sleek black, low-necked blazer that fit her perfectly, hugging her frame just right. The pencil skirt accentuated her curves, tapering down to reveal her long, graceful calves. A black belt cinched her waist, the polished buckle adding a touch of elegance and drawing attention to her

studied her for a moment, a flicker of admiration crossing his gaze, though he kept his tone

it was pointless to ask you.

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shot back, his smirk playing at the