No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 392

York rose wearily. "Just get the car ready," he repeated.

Claudia had finally been willing to trust him one more time. He couldn't let her down again.

Meanwhile, at city hall.

Claudia had been sitting in the lobby for over two hours.

Without exception, the young couples coming in to get their marriage licenses were all beaming with happiness, every girl looking like she was marrying for love.

But the people here for a divorce all wore their own unique expressions of misery.

There was a middle-aged woman who collapsed on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably after getting her divorce certificate.

A young wife, unwilling to accept her fate, got into a screaming and shoving match with her ex-husband.

And there were others who received their documents with numb expressions and empty eyes.

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All of them wore expressions tinged with sorrow, each face marked by its own shade of grief.

Not a single person who received a divorce certificate could leave with a smile.

This was the price of choosing the wrong person.

Claudia glanced at the time on her phone.

In another twenty minutes, city hall would close for its lunch break.

Feeling a wave of irritation, she stepped outside and watched the cars turning in and out of the street.

She remembered the day she and York got married.

She had been just like this.

Standing at her doorstep, anxiously waiting for York to pick her up.

When he got out of the car holding a bouquet of red roses, she had flung herself into his arms like a bird.

It was the first time York had ever given her red roses.

He held her hand as they went to get their license, and they walked out of city hall with their fingers laced together.

York held her hand tightly. "Part of the reason I agreed to this divorce was because I wanted you to hypnotize Ann, to get to the truth."

He paused for a moment, looking directly into her eyes. "But the most important reason I agreed to the divorce was you. Because you wanted it, and because I want a fresh start with you!"

They stood close, gazing at each other, until Claudia silently broke eye contact.

Claudia didn’t argue. She just reminded him once more, softly but firmly, “City Hall is about to close. We should hurry inside.”

York stared at Claudia, a strange panic rising in his chest.

Unable to stop himself, he gently pulled her into an embrace, right there in front of everyone.

Claudia patted his shoulder, soothing him. "York, we're just getting a divorce, it's not like we'll never see each other again. Don't be like this."

York slowly let her go.

They looked at each other one last time.

With a look full of reluctance, York took Claudia’s hand, and they walked side by side into City Hall.