Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1167:

His thumb hovered over the file Leif had sent, his jaw tightening. With a steadying breath, he opened it, scrolling through the details.

A sharp scrape shattered the room’s quiet as Norton shoved his chair back, the sound jarring in the sterile space.

Yvonne’s head snapped up, confusion knitting her brows.

His eyes locked on hers, raw and unguarded. He had read countless reports in his life—contracts, crises, corporate betrayals—always with a cool head. But this? This was different. The words on the screen burned: debt collectors, relentless and cruel, hounding Yvonne through years of struggle. Anguish clawed at him, sharp and unfamiliar, stealing his breath.

Forcing calm into his voice, he softened his gaze and leaned closer. “How about we get out of here? A trip abroad, just you and me. To clear your mind.”

Her lips parted, surprise flickering before a faint smile bloomed. “Sounds good.”

who thrived on control. Soon, they were airborne, bound for an island,

quietly, his presence steady yet electric. He had dropped everything for this. The realization settled in her chest, warm and heavy. Work was his life, and yet here he

beaches, the sea breeze carried the salt of freedom, and the azure sky seemed to wash away the weight Yvonne had carried for so

you,” she said softly,

her heart stutter. With a playful grin, he reached out, ruffling her hair again. “No

she never felt alone. Bit by bit, the shadows in her heart

energy, she grabbed his hand, pulling him toward a hidden cove she had

her gaze softening as she faced him. “Let us head

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an eyebrow, his smile warm but searching. “Had your fill of

past momentarily forgotten, filled him with

too unpolished for the world he knew. Now, all he wanted was this: Yvonne,