Chapter 416: The Family Is Not Going Extinct

James had looked for Yvonne for a few days, but he still didn’t have a single clue, so he became very decadent. Seeing him like this, Mrs. Taylor also felt depressed. In the past few days, she had watched her son look for Yvonne anxiously. He had been so worried that he had no appetite at all. Her son, who used to be vigorous and handsome, had become sluggish and unshaven. Moreover, he sometimes shut himself in the room for a whole day. Mrs. Taylor felt distressed for him but didn’t know how to comfort him. Today, she couldn’t stand it anymore, so she had made a lot of effort and finally managed to get James to the dining table.

She put his favorite dishes on his plate, handed him the fork, and said, "James, eat." James was sitting at the table in a daze. He didn’t take over the fork from Mrs. Taylor’s hand. He didn’t even look at her. Upon seeing this, Mrs. Taylor sighed and put the fork directly into his hand. "James, no matter what happens, you must eat. Food is essential to people. Come on, focus on the food today. Don’t think about anything else."

When Mrs. Taylor finished speaking, he still didn’t move, so she took a spoonful of food and put it in front of his mouth. However, James refused to open his mouth. Mrs. Taylor couldn’t bear it anymore, so she put the spoon back and said with tears in her eyes, "How long are you going to be like this?"

James raised his eyes, looked over at Mrs. Taylor who was wiping her tears, hesitated for a short while, and asked, "Mom, have you long known Yvonne can’t give birth to children?"

Mrs. Taylor paused her movements, then wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Yes, I’ve known it for a while."

"Why didn’t you tell me?" James asked.

"This is a matter between you and your wife. Do you think it is appropriate for me to tell you about it?" Mrs. Taylor asked rhetorically.

James didn’t answer, but asked another question, "What did you tell her?" Mrs. Taylor was taken aback and then looked down, "James, Yvonne, is a child of her mind. Do you think my statement could influence her?"

"Then why did you take her to the church?" James stared at Mrs. Taylor.

If it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t find Yvonne and went to ask the driver at home, he would not know what had happened during this period. The expression on Mrs. Taylor’s face froze for an instant. She hadn’t expected her son to know about it, and she felt a little at a loss for a while.

"James, listen to me..."

"Mom, I always thought you were different from those people. I thought you liked Yvonne. I didn’t expect you to be so worldly. You’ve disappointed me so much." James got up to leave.

"Stop!" Mrs. Taylor stopped him.

James stopped but did not look at his mother. Mrs. Taylor closed her eyes, took a step forward, and said, "James, I don’t expect you to be considerate of me, but giving birth to children to carry on the family name is an inescapable responsibility as a descendant of the family. I don’t want to be worldly, but living in the world, how can I be unworldly? To be honest, I also like Yvonne, but marriage cannot last as long as you like each other. It must be a suitable match. You may not feel the importance of children when you are still young. When you reach my age, you will know what a pity it is to have no children."

James couldn’t listen to Mrs. Taylor’s lecture. He turned to look at Mrs. Taylor and said, "Mom, things have happened, and I don’t want to say anything, but you have to understand that marriage is a matter for me and Yvonne. We can decide for ourselves whether we will have children or not. It has nothing to do with anyone else. As for what you said about carrying on the family name, I am not the only descendant of the Taylor family. Even without me, the family is not going extinct. Also, you can stay out of my business in the future."

With that, he turned and walked outside the door. "James, where are you going?" Upon seeing this, Mrs. Taylor hurried to catch up, but it was too late. James had already walked out of the gate and headed for the car.

Mrs. Taylor stood at the door, staring at him, and sighed silently. Maybe she had really gone too far. After leaving the Taylor house, James drove aimlessly on the road. It had been a week since Yvonne left and he was still clueless. He couldn’t figure out where Yvonne had gone. It was as if she had vanished, and he could find no trace of her. If it were not for the words she had left before she left, he would have reported her disappearance to the police.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he simply stopped the car temporarily on the side of the road. He lit a cigarette and smoked it, thinking about what had happened during this time. She was so abnormal, but he didn’t notice it at all. After all, he didn’t care enough about her. Thinking of this, he stubbed out his cigarette and rubbed his face guiltily. No, he couldn’t just sit there

and wait. He had to think of a way. Thinking of this, he drove the car away.

It didn’t take long for the car to stop downstairs at the law firm. Mr. Gregor was the only clue that he could think of now. Thinking of this, he opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the law firm.

Mr. Gregor was slightly startled when he saw James. After all, he was not like this the last time he came. He hadn’t expected that James would become like this only a few days later.

...

Mr. Gregor was a little helpless, and said, "Mr. Taylor, what can I do for you?"

James didn’t t beat about the bush, and said directly, "You can email her now and tell her that I have figured it out. She can come back and talk to me." Mr. Gregor was a little startled.

"What are you waiting for? Just send it!" James urged.

Mr. Gregor came to his sense, but he took out a document from the drawer and handed it over, "Miss White told me that, if you agree, you can sign the agreement."

James took the agreement and looked at it and said, "I don’t agree with some terms of this agreement. Ask her to come back and talk to me."

Mr. Gregor said, "What terms don’t you understand? I can modify them."

"You have no right to amend her agreement! Send an email to ask her to come back." James said impatiently.

Mr. Gregor frowned and said, "Mr. Taylor, to be honest, Miss White granted me certain rights before leaving, and she would agree as long as it isn’t a matter of principle." Hearing Mr. Gregor’s words, James gritted his teeth. He couldn’t believe she had even arranged it.

He simply said, "Here, she says she doesn’t want a penny of our marital joint property. Does she think I can’t afford alimony?"

Mr. Gregor said, "Well, according to the marriage law, Miss White has the right to waive alimony."

"What if I have to give it to her?"

"Well... it’s not impossible. If you insist on giving it, I believe Miss White will not have a problem with it, then I will modify this article." Mr. Gregor was going to take a pen to revise it.

James slapped his hand on the agreement. Mr. Gregor was taken aback and looked at her in confusion. James said, "I am not only dissatisfied with this one. I’m dissatisfied with every term, so you’d better send her an email now!"

His commanding tone allowed no one to refute it. Mr. Gregor had long heard that Mr. Taylor was not easy to provoke, and he understood it at this time. He paused and said, "Well, I will send an email now to tell Miss White of your opinion, but I don’t know if Miss White will come back to you."

"Stop your nonsense. Send it quickly." James said.

Mr. Gregor had to turn on his computer and sent an email. James felt relieved when he saw this, but instead of leaving, he simply walked to the table, sit in a chair, and waited. With James around, Mr. Gregor couldn’t work, so he could only sit there and sigh silently. Time passed by. From morning to afternoon and from afternoon to night, the email was like a rock sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

Mr. Gregor said, "Mr. Taylor, Miss White probably won’t reply today. How about you go back first? I will let you know when there is news."

James glanced at the time, and it was indeed getting late. He stood up, "Remember, you must notify me as soon as possible."

"Sure."

James then walked towards the door. After finally sending him off, Mr. Gregor finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at James, who was already far away, and then quickly took out his mobile phone to make a call, "Miss White, he finally left, but it’s not a good idea for you to hide like this."

On the other end of the phone, in the corridor outside the hospital duty room, Yvonne was standing there with her mobile phone and quietly listening to Mr. Gregor’s voice.

...

She had called Mr. Gregor as soon as she changed her phone card that day to arrange the following things, but she had not expected that James would go to see the lawyer again. After Mr. Gregor said it, she said somewhat apologetically, "I see. I’m sorry for causing you trouble."

She said a few more words to Mr. Gregor before hung up the phone. Then she stared at the several unread emails and sighed helplessly. Today it was her turn to be on the night shift. At night in the country, it was very quiet. She stood alone at the door of the duty room and looked at the endless night. There were only occasionally a few dog barks from a distance to accompany her.

This season was the peak period of epidemics. Many people came to see the doctor every day, and she had no time to think about these things when she got busy. But now, thinking of it in the dead of night, but unconsciously a little sad. She had thought that he might look for her for a while, but she hadn’t expected that after so many days, he still didn’t give up. It seemed that she could no longer contact Mr. Gregor.

But she needed to know the situation of Tomaville. Whom should she turn to? Thinking of this, she took out her phone and looked through her contacts. Janice couldn’t contact Janice. After all, given her husband’s relationship with James, she couldn’t keep it a secret. Then who else?

Yvonne looked through her contacts, only to find that she had few friends, especially someone she could trust. She was annoyed when she inadvertently pressed a number and dialed it. She was taken aback. She was just about to hang up, but it was already connected over there.

"Who is it?"

When she heard the long-lost voice, she suddenly remembered it. Why didn’t she think of her? She can help her. Thinking of this, she simply went ahead with the mistake, "It’s me."

After James left the Taylor house that day, he never went back. He shuttled between the lawyer’s office and the hotel almost every day. Occasionally he would go to Daniel’s club. As for the company’s affairs, he was not in the mood to pay attention to them for the time being, so he handed it over to his assistant. He would only show up when it was important.

After a few days, Mr. Gregor had never heard of Yvonne. Gradually, he didn’t go there anymore and started to hang in Daniel’s club all day. Regarding the matter between him and Yvonne, Daniel had heard it from him when he was drunk these days and understood him very well. But he couldn’t stand him being here 24 hours a day and get himself drunk every time. One night, Daniel finally couldn’t stand it anymore and snatched the wine glass from his hand.

"James, you can be decadent for a few days, and you will ruin your body if you keep doing this every day."

James ignored his persuasion and took back his glass. Daniel shook his head

helplessly, but thought of something, and said, "Tomorrow night, Chris will be hosting a full moon party for his kid in the hotel, and we will go together at that time."

James just drank and ignored it. When Daniel called him again the next day to mention it, he suddenly remembered it. Yes, why did he forget it? She was so close to Janice. It was a party for Janice’s child. How could she not attend it? Thinking of this, he seemed to have hope, and quickly got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

He was standing in front of the mirror and looking at himself somewhat raunchy. No, he had to clean up and go to see Yvonne. Thinking of this, he quickly took the shaving lotion and carefully shaved his beard in front of the mirror.