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Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 974
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Chapter 974: Overcwith excitement, she embraced him enthusiastically.

This bag hadn't even hit the local markets yet. She had been coveting it for months, hoping for a chance to own it.

She could hardly believe he had managed to acquire it for her. Gently caressing the leather of the bag, she felt as if the entire day had been a dream. I wish you could be like this every day! Norton moved closer, wearing a playful smile. "What was that?" "I said you're incredible!" Yvonne beamed, careful not to overstep.

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"May I say something now? The encounter with Shelly the other day was purely accidental. Don't read too much into it." Norton observed her carefully as he spoke.

This gesture was clearly meant to clarify the misunderstanding about Shelly.

Yvonne's initial thrill dimmed slightly. Typically, such elaborate explanations by a man meant one of two things- either he genuinely cared and wanted to prevent her jealousy, or he was simply trying to cover his tracks. Considering her previous suspicions about Shelly, Yvonne suspected it might be more of the latter reason.

"I appreciate it. Thanks for everything you've done today," Yvonne said, her eyes cast downward, choosing not to continue.

Norton, noticing her subdued mood, earnestly assured her. "You will always remain my wife, no matter the circumstances. No one else can replace you." "Glad to hear that," Yvonne responded, collecting her bag and ascending the stairs.

The following morning marked the day of the anticipated interview with Anthea.

As scheduled, Anthea showed up at Stylist Magazine.

Yvonne and Margie welcomed her warmly, and the tproceeded to the location set aside for the photo shoot. Legit edit from: galnoHeidi observed their departure, a confident smile playing on her lips. If she wasn't going to conduct the interview, she'd make sure it didn't happen for anyone. She mused with a crafty smirk, looking forward to their dismay.

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"Let's head to the dressing room to change, Anya," Yvonne suggested.

"Absolutely," Anthea answered, and they both made their way to them dressing room.

They had chosen their outfits the previous day; however, upon entering the dressing room, both were taken aback by what they found. The stylist accompanying them suddenly screamed.

Margie, who was busy adjusting sequipment, halted and hurried over, alarmed by the outburst.

"What's going on? What's the Ο problem?" She too was taken aback by the scene in front of her.