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.

Norton muttered

didn’t let his comment bother her. Humming softly, she continued to apply her makeup with practiced grace. Her good mood was untouchable that

changed into his workout gear and went downstairs

time Yvonne descended, it was already well into Norton’s typical breakfast hour. He

sarcastic smile and called out, “Finally finished dolling yourself

floor. She paused in front of him, spun around with a flourish, and beamed, her eyes alive with

calves. A black belt cinched her waist, the polished buckle adding a touch of elegance and drawing attention to her silhouette. Her tassel earrings swayed gently

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

annoyance. “I knew it was pointless to ask you. You never

𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻’𝓼 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮: 𝓰Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧿𝓬𝓸𝓶

at you,” Norton shot back, his smirk playing at the corner