Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 959:

Noticing her silence, Norton assumed his words had come off too harshly and perhaps intimidated her. Trying to soften the tension, he added, “Considering you’re my wife, I’ll help out as long as you ask. Don’t hesitate to beg if you need something.”

The word “beg” lingered in the air, and Yvonne couldn’t help but bristle at the suggestion. She despised the idea of pleading for anything, especially from him. To her, the notion of humbling herself before him felt suffocating. It made her feel small, stripped of her dignity. If it weren’t for the crushing weight of her family’s debt, she thought, she could have held her head high—she wouldn’t have to walk on eggshells, constantly trying to appease him. But the reality of their situation left her with no choice but to swallow her pride again and again, suppressing her desires to maintain a semblance of peace.

Yvonne turned her gaze toward the window, her thoughts distant, as she tried to block out the tension. Noticing her avoidance, Norton closed his eyes and reclined into his seat, the stillness of the moment settling between them.

The car moved steadily down the road, but Yvonne remained lost in thoughts of her new job. She barely noticed the passing streets, her mind consumed by the challenges ahead.

When the car finally stopped, Norton’s voice broke through her reverie. “We’re here. Get out.”

She nodded, unbuckling her seatbelt, and opened the door

restaurant in front of her, confusion clouded her face. “Why are we at a

heard the food’s great and they’ve got all my

tucked into

into a thin line. She had almost convinced herself he was being thoughtful for once—but clearly, that was wishful thinking. She’d assumed the

turned out she’d read too much into it. Whatever kindness he offered

pass it up. After working all day, she was starving and

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and fixed Norton

blinked, clearly puzzled by her