Just then, a phone on the table rang.
York glanced at the caller ID. It was Ann. Then he shot a subtle look at Claudia.
After a brief pause, he answered the call right in front of her.
Claudia sat quietly, listening to the gentle tone in his voice. Her hand, clutching the spoon, trembled slightly from the force of her grip.
This was her life now, every single day.
She would have to tolerate Ann James and her son seeping into every crack of her marriage, of her life.
She would become one of those wealthy wives who had to turn a blind eye to their husbands' infidelities.
For the sake of greater benefits, they swallowed every grievance, never daring to argue or cause a scene, always having to maintain their husband's public image and help manage any PR crises.
Claudia said nothing, showed no reaction.
Numbly, she lifted the soup bowl and took a small sip.
This was his choice. And this was the price she had to pay for loving York Ferguson.
York coolly observed her every move before decisively ending the call.
Despite the lavish dinner, neither of them ate much.
Afterward, York led Claudia into the study.
She could no longer remain calm. "York, I want you to drop the lawsuit and clear my name. Immediately."
York glanced at her, then pulled a document from a drawer and placed it on the desk.
He spoke slowly and deliberately. "Sign this agreement, and I'll grant you any request you make."
Claudia opened the file. It was a marital agreement.
The first clause stipulated that during their marriage, whoever initiated a divorce would have to pay the other an astronomical sum in damages.
York took the agreement from her hands, uncapped a pen, and offered it to her.
"As long as you behave and play your part as Mrs. Ferguson," he said, "this agreement is your guarantee."
With a trembling hand, Claudia took the pen.
It had come to this. She had no other choice, nothing left to hesitate over.
Claudia flipped to the last page and signed her name.
York collected the contract and took the pen from her grasp.
Reaching out, he took her arm and noticed she was shaking violently.
He stepped forward and gently pulled her into his arms.
He just held her like that, without another move or word, like a lover reunited after a long time apart.

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