No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 71

That evening, York showered, changed into his pajamas, and went to his study. The first thing he saw was the divorce agreement lying on his desk.

He picked up the paternity test report, his fingertips gently tracing the faint wrinkles on the paper.

They were the marks left by tears that had fallen and dried.

Sinking wearily into his chair, York imagined Claudia's reaction when she saw this report, and a sharp, inexplicable pain shot through his heart.

He idly flipped through the divorce papers and noticed the additional clause.

Leaning his head back, he took a deep breath, then stood up to pour himself a drink.

Late into the night, he paced the study with a glass in his hand, sleep a distant thought.

She was so determined to divorce him out of spite that she was actually planning to sell the heirloom emerald and diamond jewelry passed down from her mother's side of the family.

It was nearly dawn.

York called Mark. "Keep an eye on my wife's schedule for the next few days, especially any visits to auction houses."

When York returned to the bedroom to get some rest, he finally noticed the things Claudia had thrown into the trash can.

A flicker of anger darkened his complex gaze. He slowly crouched beside the bin, silently picking out the items one by one.

There was a toothbrush, a cup, a hair tie, some makeup, the picture frame from the nightstand…

York remembered the vows Claudia had made to him at their wedding.

She had said that she could give up her own life, but she would never give up on him.

A sudden ache bloomed in his chest, and he steadied himself against the doorframe as he stood up.

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against the back of his hand, and murmured, "Claudia, you won't even give me a shred of trust."

His deep, hoarse voice was thick with an unspeakable exhaustion.

York couldn't sleep.

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