No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 306

Now it had gotten worse. She pestered him day and night, leaving him no peace.

Because of Ann, not only was he losing sleep, but his wife was constantly yelling at him.

She kicked him out of bed twice in the middle of the night, almost wrecked his back.

If this kept up, he'd be getting divorced before his boss did.

Just then, Wendy knocked and entered. Mark respectfully served her tea and then excused himself. As the office door closed, York joined his mother in the lounge area.

Wendy got straight to the point. "You're aware of the situation with Ann, I presume?"

York sat across from her, leaning forward slightly with his elbows on his knees. He looked down and gave a slight nod.

"That girl, Claudia, is getting more and more out of hand," Wendy said, her expression stern. "While you were on your business trip, she upset your grandfather so much he ended up in the hospital, and she still hasn't even visited him."

York lowered his gaze, hiding his emotions. Claudia treated him like a stranger now; she would be even colder to his family.

When York didn't respond, Wendy continued, "Your affair with Ann is a done deal. Claudia's constant drama is embarrassing for everyone. Your father, your grandfather, and I have discussed it. If you don't want to remarry, we won't force you. But you need to divorce Claudia first and get Ann James and her son settled. After all, that child is your flesh and blood."

York's face turned black. "What nonsense are you talking about, Mom? I have no intention of replacing my wife."

Wendy gave her son a complicated look and turned to leave. He was excellent in every way, except when it came to his personal life. He clearly wanted to have his cake and eat it too. When she had faced her own husband's betrayal and pressure from her in-laws, she had never allowed the mistress and her child to exist under her nose. She wouldn't let her son do it now either.

After a full day of work, York still couldn't shake his frustration. Instead of going home, he went straight to a private club. He drank with Peter and a few others until after ten. When he got home, his eyes landed on the boxes of cold medicine by the wet bar, and the haze of alcohol instantly cleared.

In the bathroom, Claudia had just showered and was dealing with a used sanitary pad when York walked in without a sound.