No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 63

Claudia was rushed to the emergency room.

As she tumbled down the escalator, two men who were on it had managed to catch her.

Miraculously, Claudia had only suffered a few bruises and scrapes.

But while her body was fine, the successive emotional blows had left her on the verge of a complete breakdown.

York, deeply worried, had the doctor admit her for a 12-hour observation.

Claudia sat on the hospital bed, her elbows and knees bandaged. York, Peter, and Darleen stood around her—one on each side of the bed, one at the foot—forming a silent triangle.

The atmosphere was so tense that Darleen cleared her throat, but didn't dare say a word.

If this had happened to her, she'd be looking for a knife.

Peter leaned on the footboard of the bed, his eyes darting between York and Claudia. The normally snarky man was uncharacteristically quiet.

Looks like a box of pads was about to cause a bloodbath.

York was in deep trouble this time.

York sat by the bed, silently gazing at Claudia's deathly pale face. He hesitated for a long time, but in the end, offered no explanation.

He said, "You get some rest. I'll go buy you something to eat."

As York stood up, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

He glanced at the caller ID, then instinctively looked at Claudia.

Claudia bit her lip so hard her body was trembling with the effort of holding back, but she didn't say a single word.

York reminded his sister, "Stay with her. Don't leave her side for a second."

Peter followed York out of the room.

Her mind was filled with the heart-wrenching words York had spoken in the study at the Ferguson Mansion.

He had made it clear to his family: the one he wanted, the one he'd always loved, was Ann. Not her.

He had said his happiness was ruined, that the child was his flesh and blood, and that he would be responsible for Ann and her daughter to the very end.

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Claudia clutched her head in agony.

Before she got married, people told her that marriage was a tomb.

She would always smile and say that as long as she could marry York, marriage would be her sanctuary.

But thinking about it now, she realized how naive she had been.

Her marriage to York had cost her more than her youth; it had stripped her of her pride and self-respect.