No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 245

York's abrupt question made the expression on Ann's face freeze instantly.

But she had been prepared for this. Faced with his scrutinizing gaze, she only faltered for a moment before quickly composing herself.

With a calm expression, Ann asked him back, "York, did I do something wrong again?"

An intimidating chill radiated from York.

"My wife already has a misunderstanding about us," he said. "You're using our child to get close to her. What are you trying to do?"

Ann's eyes darted nervously, her voice unnaturally high as she said, "York, you've misunderstood me!"

York's gaze was questioning.

Ann said plaintively, "It was your wife who forced me to let her be Ethan's godmother. She said if I didn't agree, she would have your grandfather kick me and Ethan out of Capital City!"

Her eyes were firm, filled with an unspoken sense of grievance.

York hesitated for a moment, then pulled a bank card from his pocket and held it out to her.

"Ann, I'm giving you one last chance," he said. "Take this money, take Ethan, and start a new life in another city."

Ann's emotions immediately spiraled out of control. "I'm not leaving!"

She had finally found her footing in Capital City. Her job was stable, and she had made a connection with a wealthy friend like Celia. York was willing to acknowledge her son behind that woman Claudia's back and even stand up to the Ferguson elders for them. He still had feelings for her.

Once York was divorced, she would be the only woman by his side. She would never leave.

Watching her reaction, York's expression slowly hardened.

Seeing that York remained silent, Ann paused briefly.

She continued, "Now, the Ferguson elders and your wife all believe Ethan is your son. If your wife officially becomes his godmother, it will give us a good explanation for everyone in the future."

Ann was a smooth talker.

Before York could reply, she added, "But if you're uncomfortable with it, I'll return the deed to your wife tomorrow. I'll just rent the apartment from her."

"York, I may be poor, but I have my dignity. You don't need to keep testing me. If I truly had designs on you, I wouldn't have waited six years to come back."

Her tone was firm, and the coldness in York's eyes slowly began to recede.

Seeing his expression finally soften, Ann pressed her advantage.