Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 925:

“Thanks to you!” Norton snapped, his voice tinged with irritation.

“Huh? How is that my fault?” Yvonne responded, puzzled, her gaze drifting to the table where she noticed the dark circles beneath his eyes. With a mischievous glint, she leaned in and teased, “You didn’t sleep well, did you?” But then, as memories of the previous night began to resurface, she faltered. Her face flushed red with embarrassment as she remembered her drunken antics.

Swallowing awkwardly, she bit into her sandwich, her discomfort apparent. “About my clothes yesterday…” she began, chewing mechanically as she sought to shift the focus from her earlier actions. She regretted drinking so much, but the words felt awkward in her mouth.

“The housekeeper changed them,” Norton replied calmly, offering her a nonchalant explanation.

A sense of relief washed over Yvonne as she let out a quiet sigh and patted her chest. “You scared me,” she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Seeing Yvonne’s exaggerated reaction, Norton couldn’t resist. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he teased, “Are you that worried I’ll make a move on you?”

Yvonne rolled her eyes dramatically. “You never know someone’s true nature,” she shot back with a teasing grin.

Norton let out a soft scoff, his voice tinged with amusement. “Relax, you’re not my type.”

“I know,” Yvonne replied with a touch of sarcasm, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Love whoever you want. There’s no need to keep reminding me.”

“You’re impossible!” Norton exclaimed, taken aback by her directness. But instead of arguing further, he sighed and gave a pointed piece of advice. “Just don’t do anything reckless. Play the part of my wife and make sure my grandpa doesn’t have anything to worry about.”

“I know,” Yvonne responded with a dismissive wave of her hand, clearly fatigued by his constant reminders.

After finishing his milk, Norton stood and pushed back his chair. As he made his way toward the door, he casually called over his shoulder, “I want steak for lunch today. If it’s good, you can start working tomorrow.”

Yvonne paused mid-bite, her surprise evident. “Really?” she asked, putting her sandwich down as she stared at Norton.

𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫽𝖼𝗈𝗺

Yvonne ran to Norton’s side with an eager look on her face. “What else would you like for your lunch? I’ll make it for you!”

Her joy was genuine, though she wasn’t sure what had happened to him that made him suddenly change his mind. But since he had brought it up himself, she took it as a good sign.

She beamed up at him, adding, “I’m heading out to buy groceries. It’s best to shop in the morning, since everything is still fresh!”

Norton’s hand shot out to stop her before she could dash out the door. “Stay put and finish your breakfast. Someone will deliver the groceries in a while.”

“Oh, I see. Great!” She was practically hopping from foot to foot as she watched him leave for work.

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