Requiem of a Broken Heart

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Chapter 157 Chapter 157: But no matter how many tests she took, there was simply no way for a baby to appear out of thin air-not when she and Norton had never been intimate.

After her response, she could clearly feel Edmond's mood sink.

Even during dinner, he barely touched his food.

Later that evening, Edmond insisted that Yvonne and Norton stay over at his place, which left them with no choice but to share a bed.

Remembering the last tthey had to do this, Yvonne felt a wave of unease wash over her.

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To avoid any awkwardness, she let Norton shower first. Only when he was done and already lying in bed, seemingly half-asleep, did she finally make her way to the bathroom.

When she stepped out, the room felt oddly quiet.

She glanced at the bed, only to find it empty. Norton was gone.

A quick search led her to the balcony, where he was standing.

He stood there, phone in one hand, cigarette in the other, caught up in a call. She couldn't make out the words, but there was a rare softness in his expression.

She had planned to wait until he finished his call before stepping out to do the laundry.

But after several minutes, he was still on the phone.

With no other option, she stepped onto the balcony anyway.

Since they were close, she could vaguely hear the voice coming from the other end of the call.

It was soft, sweet, and brimming with affection. "But I miss you. It's been so long since we last saw each other. I want to see you. Can you cover?" Find what you love at gvlnovalsThere was no denying it-the woman's voice had a charm that was hard to ignore.

Even Yvonne, as a woman, had to admit it was captivating.

Norton, the man who always seemed distant and impossible to approach, clearly had a weakness for soft- spoken, delicate women who knew how to act coy.

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And Shelly fit that mold perfectly.

From the moment Yvonne married Norton, all they ever seemed to do was clash. It wasn't surprising that he couldn't stand her.

But certain things-her personality, her habits-were deeply ingrained in her. She couldn't change them. And if she did, she wouldn't be herself anymore. It meant she was never going to be the kind of woman he idealized. Never the perfect love he might have wished for.

After doing the laundry, Yvonne climbed into bed alone.

Though she was tall and slender, she barely took up any space, pulling just acorner of the blanket over herself. Norton noticed how little of the blanket she had and instinctively frowned.

"Don't you feel cold?" "No, I'm good."

"I don't like seeing people uncomfortable." With that, Geom "With reached for the blanket. The content Northe is on novelenglish.net!

He had only meant to cover her with half of it, but when he pulled at it his eyes landed on her exposed skin. Faint bruises, sstill swollen and red, stood out against her skin.

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