Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1180:

Meanwhile, across the city, Shelly stared at the screen, stunned.

She had heard of Norton’s injuries—how he’d been hurt saving Yvonne—and for a time, she thought she had lost her final chance to speak with him.

But today, she had dared. Just one message—one last chance.

She hadn’t expected a reply at all. So when it came, she clung to it, ignored the “No,” and began crafting a second message, carefully weighing every word.

Just as she hit send, she realized Norton had blocked her.

The hope she had been balancing so delicately shattered in an instant. She hurled her phone aside, her last sliver of pride splintering with it.

Hours later, after pacing and debating, she dialed Leif’s number. He picked up quickly.

to Norton for me? I’ve truly thought everything through. I only want to see him one last time—to thank him. And

neutral. “Alright. I’ll let him know. I’ll call you if there’s a

Click. The call ended.

his next hospital visit, but Yvonne wasn’t in the room at the time. She had stepped out to oversee the kitchen, still insistent on personally arranging nutritious meals for Norton since she didn’t

and paused to

day, Shelly arrived

watching the exit nervously until Yvonne finally walked out. Only then did she approach the door, her heart

took a

upright in bed, an eyebrow

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fragility only made him look more human. Shelly felt her heart twist like tendrils. “Norton,” she said, her voice

of savings I had… gone. I’ve decided to leave the entertainment world for good—vanish

slipped out like a sigh, heavy with defeat. Her