Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1130:

Yvonne followed without a word. She was unusually quiet, her energy spent.

He opened the car door for her, and she slipped inside, leaning back against the seat with a sigh.

Norton studied her profile, the fatigue etched across her features. Something was wrong. “Is work not going well?” he asked gently.

“It’s going well,” she answered, flat and brief. Her tone was distant as she closed her eyes and massaged her temples repeatedly.

Norton’s gaze lingered on her, but he didn’t press further. He pulled out his phone and sent a message to Leif. “Look into what Yvonne has been busy with lately.”

Just like that, the rest of the ride was wrapped in silence.

When they got home, Yvonne all but collapsed onto the couch. She tossed her purse aside without care. Norton picked it up, placed it neatly on the rack, and turned back—only to find her eyes already closed.

called her name softly,

she didn’t stir. He stood there for a long moment, watching her sleep. A mix of frustration, helplessness, and tenderness stirred within him. Was it really worth running herself into the ground like this? With a sigh, he stepped forward and gently gathered her into

her. His steps were steady and quiet

the bedroom, he slowly laid her down on the bed, treating her as if she might shatter if

She must have sensed his presence because her fingers reached out and grabbed his

“Norton…” she murmured.

had been about to pull the blanket over her, but her grip stopped

his name. Lowering his head, he brushed a soft kiss

the window, casting a calm, silvery glow over the room. He finally tucked her

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into his study, his phone buzzed. A message

is just overworked.

didn’t waste a