Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 972:

While walking home, Yvonne entertained the idea of uncorking one of Norton’s best wines to celebrate.

Securing her first magazine interview since joining the company was a significant achievement, especially since the interviewee was a former schoolmate. Life had its curious twists.

It had been ages since she last saw Anya, and now Anya had reappeared just when she needed her the most. Perhaps fortune was finally turning in her favor.

Upon entering her home, brimming with excitement, Yvonne was taken aback to find Norton lounging on the sofa.

There he was, his lean legs stretched out, dressed in a crisply tailored suit, his shirt buttoned to the top, radiating a controlled elegance.

Yvonne expressed her surprise. “Not swamped with work today? You’re back rather early.”

Norton replied with a light-hearted retort. “I’m not a machine—I need a break from work now and then!” He was visibly cheerful. He got up, approached her, and gently took her hand. “Come with me.”

“Why?” as she allowed him to lead her. They entered the dining room, where Norton gallantly offered her a seat,

meal set out on the table, wine already

“Did you

Norton explained

realized. It seemed unlikely for Norton to have cooked it himself, but she

eagerly began with her preferred choice—orange-glazed

outside, succulent on the inside, with an ideal mix of sweet and tangy flavors. Tasting it, her

Kitchen!” she replied, recognizing the

𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲: ⲅⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧸ⅽ𝗼𝗺

had indeed been full of

observing her joy with a subtle smile

then clapped his hands, prompting a portly chef in a uniform to appear from

Mr. and Mrs. Burke!” exclaimed