No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 65

In the quiet hospital room, Claudia's heartbroken sobs echoed in everyone's ears.

York stood by the bed, watching Claudia cry in Jessica's arms, and had to look away.

Wendy, who had rushed over after her daughter's call, arrived just in time to see this.

After greeting Felix, Wendy pushed her son aside and came to the bed. "Claudia, tell me, how did you get hurt?"

Claudia managed to stop her tears. "Mom, I'm fine. I just slipped while I was shopping and got a few scrapes."

Wendy was relieved.

Claudia got off the bed, took Jessica's hand, and said to her parents, "Dad, Mom, I want to go home."

Even selling herself wouldn't raise a billion dollars for a divorce right now.

But this limbo was killing her.

Her life was a mess, and she couldn't focus on her work.

She had to escape her current situation.

Although Claudia's words were polite, everyone understood the underlying meaning.

It wasn't that she missed home.

She wanted to separate from York, preparing for an inevitable divorce.

Wendy tried to persuade her. "Claudia, if the house isn't comfortable for you right now, you could move to the Blue Bay residence. It's closer to the hospital where you work."

Claudia shook her head. She said to Wendy, "Thank you, Mom, but I want to go home and live with my parents."

York stared at Claudia, then walked over to her. He said, "It's fine if you want to stay with your parents for a few days. I'll come pick you up in a while."

Claudia didn't argue with him.

Right now, the most important thing was to move back to her parents' house and get some distance from York.

Jessica helped Claudia out of the room. York followed, but Felix stopped him.

York lowered his gaze, stumbling back a step.

Darleen cautiously approached. "Claudia, maybe you could let Peter drive you home."

A ride-share car pulled up. Felix opened the door, helped his wife and daughter in, and then got into the front passenger seat.

York stood frozen, watching the car vanish into the traffic. Something inside him seemed to seize up, leaving his breath stalled in his lungs.

Wendy's face paled with anger. "They say sons take after their mothers, but I've only ever put up with your father for you two. I've never been a fool about anything else. How did I raise a thing like you?"

After Wendy and Darleen left, Peter dragged York to his car.

The air conditioning was blasting, but York rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.

Peter drove out of the hospital parking lot and pulled over under a tree. "Still need to buy those pads? I can take you back to the mall right now."

York shot him a death glare.

Peter shrugged. "See? You didn't deliver the pads, and Ann didn't bleed all over the street."