Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 127:noveldrama

Besides, nothing had actually happened between her and that man.

“I swear, if he messes with me again, I will cheat on him for real! And I’ll make sure everyone knows about it too!” The more Yvonne thought about it, the angrier she got.

Rachel could only sympathize with her fuming friend.

As much as she wanted to help, she didn’t know how to even go about it. The least she could do was stay by Yvonne’s side and listen to her vent out all her frustrations.

“Yvonne, do you want to divorce him?” Rachel asked after a while, her tone careful.

Yvonne suddenly fell silent. All the life and spirit seemed to drain from her. She leaned against the table, her shoulders slumped, looking utterly deflated. “I’m a little scared of entertaining the idea,” she finally said after a long pause. For a few precious seconds, a spark reignited in her eyes as the words slipped from her mouth.

Yvonne wasn’t about to deny that she had some feelings for Norton. After all, she had married him of her own free will. She had genuinely wanted to build a life with him and create a family together. But if their relationship would only lead them to drain and torment each other endlessly, perhaps divorce was the ideal outcome. At least then, she wouldn’t have to endure so much misery.

“Divorce might actually be a good decision. I’d be free, and I could live an easygoing life on my own. Come on, let’s drink!” With that, she raised her glass and started drinking again.

Rachel had no choice but to join her. Before long, Yvonne was dragging her to the dance floor.

“All right, fine! Stop pulling!”

The two women joined the crowd, swaying to the blaring music under the bright strobe lights. Yvonne was much drunker, so Rachel stayed close to keep an eye on her. They were enjoying themselves when Yvonne felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.

ɢ𝓪𝓵𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓼.c𝓸m hosts the latest

As expected, it was Norton calling.

Yvonne ended the call and blocked his number without missing a beat. Then she turned her phone off entirely. Pocketing her phone, she grabbed Rachel’s hand and pulled her deeper into the dance floor. “Forget that guy! Let’s dance the night away!”

Doris had been staying in Amberfield for several days since her last visit. When she first heard news of Kern’s recent trouble, she was initially scared. He might implicate her when the authorities pressured him. So, she traveled in secret to meet with him.

Before her departure, she had come to learn that Kern had a daughter. Doris used this to her full advantage and promised to introduce the girl to an eligible bachelor from high society. It was enough to convince Kern to keep quiet about her involvement in the matter.

Even then, as a precaution, Doris decided not to go home just yet. She was going to bide her time in Amberfield until everything had more or less settled down.

Not once did she consider the possibility of running into Rachel here, of all places!

The moment Doris spotted Rachel dancing in the middle of the club, she instantly saw an opportunity. She pulled out her phone and recorded a video, then snapped a few more photos from a very specific angle. The photos made it look like Rachel was grinding herself against a stranger with reckless abandon. The lights and the general atmosphere of their surroundings only reinforced this impression.

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