Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1071:

Zola peeked over and gasped in delight. “It’s beautiful! Mr. Burke will love it for sure.”

Yvonne beamed. A bit of hope lit her chest again.

Carrying the fruit plate in both hands, she made her way upstairs. Norton’s bedroom door was shut tight. She paused in front of it, drew a quiet breath, and knocked softly.

“Mr. Burke?” she called, her tone playful. “Your humble servant has come to cheer you up.”

She leaned in slightly, trying to comfort him through the door. “Come on, Norton… don’t be mad. Can’t you forgive me? Open the door—let’s talk, just for a minute.”

Yvonne knocked again and again, a bit louder each time. Still, there was no answer.

carefully in her hands, waiting.

leaning on his hand,

tugged at the edge of his consciousness. He opened his eyes, unsure if he’d heard something real or

had proper rest in days—no wonder he was hearing things. He’d even

how to push his buttons. As if the argument during

no way she’d speak to him

of documents on his desk, but the words blurred. The frustration was still there, simmering beneath his exhaustion. Finally, he

holding the fruit plate, her hope slowly deflating. She’d said so much… and yet, not a single response. Her shoulders sank.

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already late. Work awaited her tomorrow. Maybe she’d have to

the fruit she’d carefully carved into heart shapes. Strawberries, watermelon—all her favorites. But for

turned and quietly carried the