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.

him know. I’ll call you if there’s

Click. The call ended.

the room at the time. She had stepped out to oversee the kitchen,

Leif had to say, Norton sat back and paused to think. “Let her come,” he

next day, Shelly arrived at the

Yvonne

took a

sat upright in bed, an eyebrow lifting as

the

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

nod, silently gesturing toward the chair across from him. She sat down, her eyes tinged with sorrow. “I know you don’t want to see me anymore,” she said softly, “but I have something important to say… I’m drowning in debt. Every bit of savings I had… gone. I’ve decided to leave the entertainment world for good—vanish from the public

Her voice, once steady, had dwindled to a hush—laden with