Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 954:

Norton raised an eyebrow, his voice laced with curiosity. “Do you love my money, or just me?”

Yvonne paused, the lightness slipping away as she realized the question had touched a nerve. The fun of her teasing faded. With a subtle sigh, she took a few more bites of her breakfast, then stood to leave.

“Are you saving room for dessert, or just practicing for a future in minimalism? Eat more,” Norton insisted, his tone laced with mild reproach.

“No, I need to get to work,” Yvonne replied quickly, grabbing her purse and heading toward the door.

But Norton was quick, his hand gently pressing against her shoulder as he guided her back to the table. “Sit down. Eat. I’ll drive you once you’re done.” He stood behind her, his gaze fixed on her as she hesitated.

With a sigh, she reluctantly took a large bite of her sandwich.

then pulled out her compact mirror. She dabbed at her

impatience, didn’t push her further. Together, they

herself by reviewing

sensing her unease, glanced over at her, his frown softening. “It’s just a

a layer of hidden meaning as she rolled her eyes

“Becoming my wife wasn’t exactly a walk in the park either, but I don’t

documents. “Yes, yes, you’re right. With so many women vying to marry you, I must have been incredibly lucky to land the spot,” she said nonchalantly, the words falling from her lips

wife could easily be replaced, this job offered a real opportunity

building housing Stylist Magazine. Yvonne quickly grabbed her things, muttering

𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻

temples, his thoughts a mixture of concern and irritation. Only when she was out of sight did