Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 935:

“Don’t go…”

“Alright,” he murmured before he could catch himself. All he could think about was how adorable she looked when she was asleep.

Feeling slightly amused, he patted her shoulder for a few seconds, just to soothe her. Then he got up and drew the drapes closed. Darkness fell in the room.

Yvonne woke up early the next morning. She sensed the warm, bulky mass beside her as soon as she opened her eyes. She turned her head and scrambled toward the edge of the bed.

“Ah!”

Her cry jolted Norton awake.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Why are you in my bed? And why were you holding me?” Yvonne shoved his arm from her waist, her expression a mixture of shock and scandal.

Norton ran a hand over his face, his initial frustration from being awakened so rudely giving way to amusement at her flustered reaction. He propped his head up with one elbow and gazed at her. “Let’s not forget one vital thing—you and I are legally married. Besides…” He paused deliberately, then delivered an even more shocking statement. “You were the one who begged me to stay last night.”

Yvonne jumped out of bed. “I did not! You took advantage of me when I was vulnerable. Have you no shame?”

Norton followed her and stood from the other side of the bed. “Took advantage of you? Please, I would never stoop so low.” He took a step toward her, and she instinctively stepped back. With each step he took, she retreated until her back was pressed against the wardrobe and his tall frame loomed over her.

Yvonne whispered, “What are you doing?”

“Norton…” he leaned in until his lips brushed against the shell of her ear.

Yvonne’s face flushed crimson.

“You’re in my way. I need to get my clothes.”

𝘼𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸰𝙘𝙤𝙢

“Oh!” Yvonne shoved him aside, stomping toward the other side of the room, frustrated with herself for once again being captivated by his presence.

Norton chuckled, ruffling her hair as he opened the wardrobe. “Help me get dressed.”

“Can’t you do it yourself?” Yvonne crossed her arms over her chest, scowling at his bossy tone.

“Hmm?” Norton suddenly yanked her back into his arms, holding her captive. “Do you not want to?” His eyes twinkled with amusement.noveldrama

Yvonne kept her head down, feeling overwhelmed by his proximity. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

“Nope,” she replied half-heartedly. Now she just wanted him to leave so she could have some solitude.

She had waited all day yesterday for that fateful call, but nothing had come. It still gnawed at her that she hadn’t heard anything.

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