No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 431

"York Ferguson!" Claudia tossed her umbrella aside and started pounding on the locked car door.

Ever since Ann went to prison, York's mood had become erratic. He used to be the picture of calm, even if the sky were falling, but now he flew off the handle at the slightest provocation.

The man was a menace.

If she'd known it would come to this, she never would have agreed to hypnotize Ann for him. She should have just let him and that murderer live happily ever after.

"What a psycho!"

Rock Sayer suddenly tumbled out of the other side of the car.

Claudia hurried around the back of the car to help him up. "Let me see. Where are you hurt?"

Rock quickly pulled a small mirror from his pocket to fix his hair. "Claudia, he completely smeared my sunscreen!"

Claudia was speechless.

He clutched his chest, grabbing her hand pitifully. "Claudia, he tried to kill me."

Hearing the car door open behind them, Claudia turned around.

York adjusted his tie and walked over to her.

With a serious expression, Claudia confronted him. "Rock didn't do anything to you. What gives you the right to hit him?"

York's dark gaze fixed on her. "He fought back. It was mutual."

Rock was so angry he nearly jumped out of his skin. "You expected me not to fight back? I'm not your punching bag!"

Fearing they would start fighting again, Claudia grabbed Rock and started to leave.

York took an umbrella from his driver and held it over Claudia's head. "The rain's getting heavier. Let me walk you to your car."

Rock snorted, then took off his jacket and held it over Claudia's head.

York stood frozen in the rain, umbrella in hand, watching Claudia press close to Rock as they ran to her car together.

As York entered the living room, a suffocating tension hit him, making him frown.

His grandfather sat in the main chair, face stern. His father looked furious, his mother's brow was furrowed with worry, and his sister was holding back tears, her eyes red with frustration.

York took a deep breath and approached his grandfather and father.

Old Mr. Ferguson spoke, his tone harsh. "What, you think you don’t have to answer to me anymore? That’s why you won’t come when I call for you?"

York cut straight to the point. "Grandfather, is there something urgent you needed to see me about this late?"

Old Mr. Ferguson glanced at his son, Sewell Ferguson.

Sewell spoke up. "We're worried about you and your sister's futures."

Before Sewell could finish, York interrupted, "Dad, Darleen and I will make our own decisions about our marriages."

Sewell pointed a finger at York, his voice sharp with anger. "You were reckless before, wasting years on that woman, Claudia, only for it to end in a divorce that everyone knows about! We won't bring that up again, but this time, it's not up to you!"