Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 929:

Norton, on the other hand, didn’t touch his food for a long while. After a moment passed where she didn’t acknowledge him, he finally spoke. “Where’s the rest of my lunch from earlier?”

“I threw it away,” Yvonne replied, barely pausing between bites.

“You went through the trouble of making me lunch and bringing it over. Why didn’t you let me eat it?”

“You had Shelly,” Yvonne answered with a light shrug.

He let out a small, frustrated chuckle. “Are you jealous?”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” She slammed her fork on the table, flustered by his question. “I just didn’t want her eating the food I made.”

“When did you become so petty?” His eyes narrowed slightly, his lips curling into a knowing smirk.

Then he finally picked up his fork and ate as if nothing significant had happened.

“As long as you don’t cross the line, you will always be my wife. Shelly will never be a threat to your position. You can rest easy in that regard.” Norton’s voice echoed with resolve. It was his way of reassuring her. His grandpa was fond of Yvonne, so he had no qualms about letting her keep her position.

Yvonne’s head jerked up as she stared at him. “That’s not necessary. I’m not the kind of woman who puts up with a cheating husband.”

She didn’t exactly understand what he had meant, but one thing she did know was that she wasn’t his type—and she would never be his type.

“Would it kill you to say something nice for once? And don’t forget that you can’t go to work without my permission!” This time, his voice carried a trace of irritation. He found that Yvonne had a knack for annoying him with her words.

“You’re so magnanimous, I doubt you would bother arguing with me,” she said offhandedly.

Norton clicked his tongue and continued eating. He was starving—he’d only had a couple of bites at lunch.

“Didn’t you have lunch?” Yvonne asked after a while.

Norton was still composed at the dinner table, but he was eating much quicker than usual. He looked up at her through hooded eyes, his gaze so intense that she felt a slight tingle down her spine.

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩: 𝙜ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀・𝙘𝙤𝙢noveldrama

Yvonne panicked and quickly looked away.

“Well, someone threw away my lunch!” Norton declared, raising his arm to point toward the coffee table.

Yvonne followed the direction of his finger and froze. It was the lunchbox she had tossed!

“Did you actually go rummaging through the trash for that?” she blurted out before she could stop herself. Had he gone looking for her after she left? Did he not go out with Shelly, after all?

“Leif spotted it when he was walking Shelly out,” Norton said.

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