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.

strange. Norton was becoming increasingly busy. He would leave early in the morning and come home late—sometimes even later than she

shook his head. “No,” he muttered, flipping through

uninspired designs ever

his nose. “May I

moment, but then dismissed the idea. “No. You can go now—I’ll design it myself.”

have to hunt through

took matters into his own hands. He sketched in every spare moment—during meetings, late at night, early mornings. He became

only to watch the hours tick by with

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after work, she stepped out of her building and glanced around,

small pang of disappointment settled in her chest. She hesitated, then called Leif. “Leif, do you know

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