Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1080:

Barely conscious, Yvonne instinctively swallowed.

Relieved that it worked, he repeated the process, feeding her the medicine little by little until it was gone.

Once finished, he eased her back down, tucked the blanket around her, and stepped into the bathroom.

He’d been on the move all day and desperately needed to clean up, but he rushed through the shower, unwilling to leave her unattended for long.

Freshened up, Norton returned to sit at her bedside, keeping a quiet vigil. To guard against drifting off, he set an alarm to wake him every two hours to check her temperature.

The medicine took effect, and Yvonne slept through the night. By the time morning arrived, golden light spilled through the windows. She stirred awake, blinking up at the ornate crystal chandelier, disoriented by the unfamiliar sight.

the elegant room, unease creeping in. A storm of confusion, dread,

usually vibrant eyes now wide

her breath quickening as a

eyes found him—those familiar features drawn by exhaustion, dark circles framing the edges—her breath finally escaped, slow and shaken, as if she’d been holding it

tucking the blanket around her with a practiced tenderness. Then he turned toward the door, already moving to

forward on reflex, her fingers catching the

When he looked back, her expression froze him in place—eyes wide with panic,

the chair beside her, and wrapped his hand around her delicate, trembling one. He gave it a reassuring pat. “Don’t be afraid. Was it

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body eased under the weight of his presence. With him beside her, the

goodness she woke up somewhere

surreal. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep—and now