Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1178:

The words had barely left his lips before his strength faded and he slipped back into the void.

Tears came crashing down Yvonne’s cheeks. She clutched his hand tightly, her voice trembling as she whispered, “I believe you…” Her sobs came freely now, washing away the last shadows of doubt that had clouded her heart.

She understood in that moment—Norton had always loved her, deeply and truly.

Meanwhile, Ethan was still combing through the snowy mountain, calling Yvonne’s name through the wind. Before he could reach her, news came through: Norton had already found her.

By the time Ethan led the rescue team out of the mountain, he arrived just in time to witness the couple’s emotional reunion. He stood at a distance, silent, the weight of unspoken words settling like snow in his chest. When the ambulance finally pulled in, he stepped forward to help the paramedics lift Norton onto the stretcher.

He took a step back and exhaled, long and slow, as if releasing something that had weighed on him for far too long.

Yvonne, who immediately climbed into the ambulance after Norton, didn’t look at anyone else. Her entire world was narrowed to the man on that stretcher.

the hospital, chaos picked up pace. Norton was rushed into emergency care, while Yvonne, bruised and bleeding, was guided aside to have her

arrived shortly after and arranged for them to share a recovery room. Yvonne’s injuries were minor—scrapes and

results came back, she rushed to the emergency room doors, where

of that red light

gently, “you should rest. You’re

be

the stubborn glint in her eyes. There was

escape on g aln ov el

and Norton was wheeled out—pale but breathing,

eyes lighting with relief,

stumbled forward, catching the arm of a

“He needs rest. What he needs now most

antiseptic hung in the air, sharp and sterile.