Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1108:

She glanced around at the sea of shocked faces. Even she was stunned. Now Norton wanted to make their relationship public?

She reached up, tugging gently at his tie—just enough to bring him down to her level. His pupils darkened at her boldness, his breath catching ever so slightly.

He bent his head. “Yes?” he murmured, almost amused.

Yvonne leaned in, her lips barely brushing his ear. “What are you doing here?” she whispered.

Her breath sent a shiver down his spine.

His gaze flicked to her lips, then back up. “Why? Disappointed I came to get you?”

Their quiet exchange finally snapped the crowd out of its daze—and then chaos erupted.

“Did he say wife?”

to Norton Burke?” The disbelief was palpable as

the crowd, Shelly stood

her ears. Yvonne and Norton were married.

twisted across Shelly’s

into her palm as she stared at the

she murmured under her breath. “I

gaze locked onto them as she downed glass after glass of

by one, she tossed them back, drowning the

a figure approached—easygoing, casual, and

a man, Stewart Carter shuffled through the glittering ballroom, his sallow cheeks betraying years of excess that

glinting with a hunger that made her skin crawl. Reaching for her hand, which clutched a delicate wineglass, Stewart’s fingers lingered,

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churned, but she masked her revulsion with a tight smile. “Mr. Carter,”

distance only fueled his fixation, like a