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Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 951
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Chapter 950: It was one thing for him to drink himself into a stupor. Hurting himself was another. Maybe the burn would remind him not to be so reckless next time. Besides, he loved holding her financial troubles over her head-it felt good to get a little revenge.

Yvonne fought to keep a straight face, secretly watching him for any sign of pain.

Norton stayed perfectly still, but his eyes locked onto her mouth with unsettling intensity.

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When she finally glanced up, she found herself staring straight into his unwavering gaze.

It was like Norton snapped out of a daze. His voice turned cold as he said, "I've helped you more times than I can count. How cI never get a thank you?” "Thank you, thank you," Yvonne muttered casually, keeping her eyes glued to his hand as she wrapped the bandage neatly.

Like she would ever treat him to dinner. At least Leif had helped her polish her résumé. Norton, however, had gone out of his way to make things harder for her. He did nothing but throw up obstacles, and now he wanted gratitude? He had to be drunk to be talking like this.

Yvonne tied the bandage off with a neat bow and dusted her hands together.

"All done." Norton gave a low grunt, then suddenly yanked her straight into his chest.

She pushed against him, careful not to bump his injured hand. "Norton, let go! Your hand's injured, and you're still acting reckless!” "Since you're feeling so grateful, I'll just get a little benefit from you," he said, his voice dropping lower.

He shifted, pushing her gently back onto the sofa, caging her beneath him. He traced her lips with his fingertips, his touch sending an unwanted shiver down her spine.

She squirmed, but there was nowhere to go. His mouth found hers—firm, insistent, but not rough. She turned her face away, trying to escape the heat of him.

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"Didn't you say you wanted to thank me? Why not show it properly?" Without giving her a chance to respond, he leaned in and kissed her again. Yvonne clenched her hands into fists, feeling trapped, tasting the heat of his breath against her sealed lips.

She held her breath as he deepened the kiss, moving slowly, savoring her like a predator savoring his prize.

His hands wandered, growing bolder, his fingers slipping down to fumble with the buttons of her nightgown.

A cool breeze drifted in through the open window, and the haze of his kisses started to dear from her mind. She shoved him away with sudden force.

Caught off guard, Norton stumbled back and let her go. The content is on novelenglish.net! Read the latest Poether a chapter there!

Not daring to stay a second longer, she blurted out, "I'm going upstairs to sleep." She then bolted toward the stairs.