Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1185:

With those words, he pulled her into a tight embrace.

Yvonne, feeling slightly suffocated, gently pushed against him, laughing softly. He loosened his hold instantly, his expression softening with a mix of affection and relief.

Under the warm glow of the candles, he lifted her chin. Their eyes met—hers shining with emotion, his full of love he could no longer contain.

Then he kissed her. It wasn’t rushed or desperate—it was deep, slow, and full of unspoken promises.

A kiss not just of passion, but of devotion. Of everything they had been through and everything they were about to face together.

Having won Yvonne’s heartfelt “yes,” Norton made up his mind—he would give her the most extraordinary wedding imaginable.

increasingly busy. He would leave early in the morning and come home late—sometimes even later than she did. She had no idea

dress designs Leif had gathered. One by one, he shook his head. “No,” he muttered,

How could these uninspired designs ever

of his nose. “May I suggest… just ask Mrs. Burke what

“No. You can go now—I’ll design

a small nod. At least this meant he wouldn’t have to hunt through endless bridal catalogs anymore. He had already shown Norton every trending design on the market, and none had

spare moment—during meetings, late at night, early mornings. He became completely absorbed in the process,

noticed. Each night, she would wait, only to watch the hours tick by with no

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stepped out of her building

of disappointment settled in her chest. She hesitated, then called Leif. “Leif, do you know what Norton’s been so busy with

caught off guard but quickly collected himself. “He’s working on something important. You’ll