No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 385

Late on the third night, York finally came home.

Claudia was in the kitchen getting a glass of water when she saw him stumble in, reeking of alcohol. She put her glass down and turned to walk back to the bedroom.

An inexplicable wave of panic washed over York. He threw his suit jacket aside and rushed forward, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

Claudia struggled, warning him, "York, don't you dare start a drunken scene!"

York's voice was muffled and weak against her back. He tightened his grip on her arms. "Claudia, I've been drinking, but I'm not drunk."

She turned her head away from his hot breath. "If you're not drunk, then let me go."

"I haven't been home in three days," he said. "Aren't you even going to ask where I've been?"

Claudia thought he was becoming more and more childish. She wrenched herself free from his grasp and turned to face him. "York, you once lied about being away for a month just so you could take care of Ann James and her son. You didn't see anything wrong with that. Three days away from me is absolutely nothing."

They stared at each other. Claudia's eyes were cold and indifferent.

York clutched his chest. He didn't know when it had started, but every time he saw that cold, distant look in her eyes, a sharp pain would lance through his heart.

Seeing the pained look on York's face, Claudia hesitated for a moment before turning to leave without a word.

Fighting through the ache in his chest, York grabbed her wrist. "Claudia, my chest hurts. Don't go."

"York," Claudia said, all business now, "if you really want a divorce, there's no need for a one-month cooling-off period. We don't have children, and I'll walk away with nothing, so there are no assets to dispute. Your father has already filed the papers for me. Today is Friday. On Monday, meet me at city hall. I'll bring all the documents. All you have to do is sign, and we can get the divorce certificate."

Fighting through the pain in his heart, York pulled her into his arms one more time. He had never craved an embrace like this before. "I'll give you half of all my personal assets," he murmured. "I've already had Mark draw up the contract. I won't keep a single penny that should be yours."

Claudia lowered her eyes, hiding her expression. It seemed York had made his decision during his three-day absence. She knew it. He was willing to compromise for the sake of Ann's health. Right now, she didn't want to argue about assets. Whether he gave her anything or not didn't matter, as long as they could get divorced.

She adopted a calm, reasonable tone. "York, we share family, friends, and a social circle. It would be best for everyone if we could do this amicably and part on good terms."

At that moment, all York wanted was to hold her. He couldn't bear to let go, and his voice was low, filled with an unprecedented plea.