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

Yvonne gently, careful not to wake her. His steps were steady and quiet as he carried

on the bed,

his presence because

“Norton…” she murmured.

to pull the blanket over her,

closer, he heard her whisper his name. Lowering his head, he brushed a

glow over the room. He finally tucked her in, smoothing the blanket around her before

uploaded

his study, his phone buzzed. A message from

Burke is just overworked. No other issues

didn’t waste a second—he called Leif