No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 404

Sewell's nose practically twisted with rage.

He pointed at Wendy and roared, "What does a woman like you know?"

"As long as I'm alive," he declared stubbornly, "Darleen will marry up! I will not let her marry down to some commoner. By the end of this year, she must choose a husband from one of the Eight Great Families and get engaged!"

Furious, Wendy turned to leave. "Butler, pack my bags!"

Her daughter would not marry down. But her love and marriage had to be her own choice.

Sewell saw her leaving and rushed after her. "What are you doing? We're talking! Why are you packing?"

He tried to grab Wendy, but she pushed him away in disgust. "I can't even make decisions for the children I gave birth to. Why should I stay here?"

In her anger, she blurted out, "Let's get a divorce!"

Sewell was flustered, blocking her path. "What? We've been married for most of our lives. What's all this nonsense now?"

York watched his mother repeatedly demand a divorce as his father chased her out of the living room. He sank onto the sofa, exhausted.

Old Mr. Ferguson, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

"York," he said, "a bad wife can ruin three generations. The reason your mother and sister are acting this way is because they've been influenced by that woman, Claudia."

York frowned. "Grandfather, Mom and Darleen are naturally going to object to you trying to force Darleen into a strategic marriage. What does that have to do with my wife?"

The old man and his grandson locked eyes for a moment before York stood up in frustration.

That evening, when York returned to his home in Blue Bay, Peter knocked on his door a moment later.

York wearily tossed his suit jacket aside. "Where's Darleen?"

"She went to see Claudia," Peter replied.

York's hands visibly paused.

She ventured tentatively, "The Louis family is also one of the Eight Great Families. You and Peter have known each other since you were kids, so you know him pretty well. What do you think of him?"

At the mention of Peter, Darleen deflated completely.

She held out her hands to Claudia. "Claudia, Peter and I are closer than I am with my own brother. Holding hands with him would be like holding my own hand. He's been carrying me around since we were toddlers, and not once have I ever felt a spark."

For a moment, Claudia was at a loss for words.

Just then, a text from York popped up on her phone. She glanced at it briefly.

Putting her phone in her pocket, she said to Darleen, "Your brother's here to pick you up. He's at the gate. Do you want to go back with him?"

Darleen looked a bit sheepish as she slowly got to her feet.

Claudia put on a jacket and walked Darleen outside.

York glanced at his sister. "Wait for me in the car. I need to talk to Claudia about something."