Requiem of a Broken Heart

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Chapter 194 Chapter 194: Yvonne wasn't about to let that slide. Criticizing her personality was one thing-she could admit she had a bit of a temper-but insulting her looks? That was crossing the line.

"Who says I don't have curves? I'd say I have more to offer than Shelly. Her boobs may look big, but who knows how much padding she's got? And who's to say it's all real? For all you know, you've been squeezing silicone this whole time. My boobs, on the other hand, are 100% natural." With that, Yvonne squared her shoulders, standing tall in defiance.

She usually wore minimizer bras, and today's loose outfit made her words seem even more unassuming.

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"Is that so? Well, I wouldn't know—I've never had the chance to check for myself. Are you offering?" Norton's words hit like a slap, sending heat rushing to her face. For several long seconds, she couldn't find her voice.

It was true-when a civilized person went up against a shameless one, the latter always won. "Norton, you... you're disgusting!" After racking her brain, that was all she could cup with.

"The desire for sex is part of human nature, you know." With that, Norton strolled out of the kitchen, clearly amused.

Grinding her teeth, Yvonne turned back to her cooking, adding two extra spoonfuls of chili and a generous splash of vinegar. She was sure he wouldn't forget this meal anytsoon.

She wasn't the kind to take defeat lightly. If she couldn't win an argument, she'd make sure he felt it in every bite.

As Norton ate, he kept reaching for his water, his expression tightening with each swallow.

"Yvonne, you did this on purpose, didn't you?" His eyes burned with irritation. Maybe it was the heat, but his lips had taken on a deep, flushed red, full and striking under the warm light. In a way, it was almost captivating.

For a brief second, Yvonne found herself wondering-if he actually wore lipstick, what shade would suit him? "What are you staring at? Answer me." Norton's voice cut through her thoughts, sharper this time.

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"Oh, I was just thinking... with your skin tone, what shade of lipstick would look best on you?" "What kind of nonsense is that? Just tell me-did you do this on purpose?" "Of course not," Yvonne said smoothly. “I just made a little mistake and doubled the seasoning. There are other dishes on the table. If it's too much for you, don't eat it—I'll finish it myself.” Norton was speechless. She was impossible. It was as if she had been put on this earth solely to make his life difficult.

In the end, the moment dinner was over, Norton headed straight to brush his teeth. With no pre else at home, Yvonne was left to tidy up the dishes, the quiet house amplifying every small sound.

She checked the clock-twas slipping away. Grabbing a soft set of pajamas, she made her way to the bathroom.

The warm water poured over her, washing away the tension of the day, the steam curling around her like a comforting embrace. Her body wash lathered into a rich, fragrant foam, making the shower feel almost indulgent.

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