Ann couldn't believe it. Even after York had thrown the paternity test in his family's faces, they not only refused to accept her and her son, but Wendy was now threatening her.
Watching Wendy's car drive away, Ann tearfully called York.
That evening, York returned to Ferguson Manor.
Wendy and Darleen were in the living room, arranging flowers.
York walked over. "Mom, why did you go see Ann?"
Wendy continued her work. "What else did she tell you?"
York hesitated, but said nothing.
Darleen chimed in sarcastically, "Brother, did that Ann come crying to you again?"
York sat on the sofa, feeling an inexplicable irritation as he looked at the messy bouquet in the flower bucket. "Mom, I've told you clearly, I will handle my own affairs. Can you please stop interfering?"
Wendy cleaned her hands, pulled a recording pen from a drawer in the coffee table, and tossed it to York.
She had never looked so serious when speaking to her son. "Clear your head and listen to what's on this pen before you say another word."
Before York could reply, Wendy added, "I've thought about it. If you really want to divorce Claudia, I won't stop you."
She turned, took a bank card from her purse, and threw it at him.
"This covers the debts you paid for the Watkins family. This is my money, nothing to do with the Fergusons. Sign the divorce papers and let Claudia go."
York's face darkened as he placed the card back on the table.
He only took the recording pen. "Mom, what kind of mother encourages her son to get a divorce?"
"Ever since that woman and her son came back, haven't you been doing everything possible to force my sister-in-law to pay you back and step aside for them?" Darleen shot back.
He went downstairs to get it, but just as he did, his phone rang. It was Ann. She said her son had a fever in the middle of the night, and the local clinic wouldn't see him, telling her to go to a major hospital.
York didn't hesitate. "Ann, don't worry. I'm on my way."
By the time the boy's fever broke, it was two or three in the morning.
In the hospital room, Ann guiltily urged York to go home. "York, you should go. I only called you tonight because I had no other choice. Please go back and explain things to your wife so she doesn't get us wrong again."
York didn't tell her that he and Claudia were already separated and she had moved back to her parents' house.
Back in his car, York searched for the recording pen but couldn't find it anywhere.
He pulled out his phone and found Ann's number, but after a moment's hesitation, he put it down.
He must have dropped it while helping them. The child was so sick that Ann had been crying hysterically; there was no way she would have taken it.

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