Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1120:

Edmond glanced at the offered hand but didn’t lift a finger. Instead, he reached toward the side table, plucked up a tangerine, and dropped it squarely into Ethan’s palm—a move so deliberate it was practically a dismissal.

Ethan looked down at the fruit, an amused breath escaping him. So the handshake wasn’t happening. He adjusted, closing his fingers gently around the tangerine.

“Ethan,” Edmond said slowly, ignoring the whole gesture. “Yvonne’s fond of tangerines.”

Ethan chuckled softly, his long fingers already working to peel the fruit with the ease of someone well-practiced at navigating awkward encounters.

Watching him work so calmly, Edmond gave a faint, unimpressed snort.

“Mr. Marsh, I can handle this myself,” Yvonne interjected, catching on to Edmond’s unspoken antics.

“It’s no trouble at all,” Ethan replied, ever unflustered. He handed the now-peeled tangerine toward Yvonne with a gentle smile.

Before her hand could reach it, Edmond intercepted the gesture with remarkable speed.

it like a suspicious jewel. “Better

that, he popped a segment into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully, never once taking his eyes

corner of his mouth lifting. “If you like tangerines, I’d be

won’t be necessary,” Edmond replied briskly, tossing the half-eaten tangerine aside like it had failed a

Yvonne, the stern edge in his voice giving way to gentle concern. “Yvonne, I nearly forgot—how are you feeling? Any

It was just a little low

tried to soften the mood. “Actually, I owe

and unwavering as he looked at her. “I just happened to be working late. But you really should be more

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forward, positioning himself directly

Ethan. The man was clearly crossing the line here. This wasn’t concern—this was flirtation, and Edmond wasn’t having it. Since when did bosses speak to their employees with that much

piercing gaze, felt momentarily flustered but maintained his

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