Seize His Little Wife

“Nope, get some rest, I’m going over there.” Ives Norton put away his stethoscope and prepared to leave.

Aunt Lucy, however, suddenly stopped him, “Dr. Norton, when you get upstairs, remember to tell our husband that his wife has woken up, and ask him to come up and take a look when he has time, and don’t just take care of other people, knowing that our wife is his wife.”

“Aunt Lucy!” shouted Christine White, who had not expected Aunt Lucy to do this so suddenly, and hastily tried to get her to stop talking.

But Aunt Lucy pretended not to hear and stared at Ives Norton still continuing, “What’s the matter with leaving your own wife unattended and not coming to visit and take care of her, but instead going to take care of some other woman? Dr. Norton, you’re our husband’s friend, so you have to talk some sense into our husband.”

Ives Norton was also startled by Aunt Lucy’s remark, his good-looking brows furrowed together, “By that remark you just made, you mean Baird hasn’t come up to see his sister-in-law?”

Aunt Lucy gave a disgruntled grunt, “Our husband has his mind on that woman right now, where does he think about our wife.”

Ives Norton’s face sank gravely, “I know, I’ll tell him, don’t worry!”

He tapped Aunt Lucy on the shoulder and walked out quickly.

Looks like Baird didn’t take his warning from yesterday to heart.

It’s also really bad form to not even visit your wife after surgery.

Ives Norton came upstairs to the ward and knocked gently on the door.

The door was quickly opened and it was opened by a middle aged man, “Ives you’re here.”

“Hello Uncle Bort.” Ives Norton nodded slightly, then eyed the man with deep interest.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

The middle-aged man’s scalp tingled a little at his look, and he had the feeling of being plowed open and seeing his innards.

“Ives, is there something on my face?” The middle-aged man asked with two light coughs and an uncomfortable smile.

Ives Norton withdrew his gaze and hooked his lips slightly, “Nothing, I just suddenly remembered a rumor I heard before that Uncle Bort had a wife once right?”

Leo Bort froze, then thought of something and a wistfulness rose in his eyes, “Yeah.”

“And did you have children at the time?” Ives Norton’s glasses reflected the light.

Leo Bort was silent, and after a moment he nodded sorrowfully, his voice catching in his throat, “Yes, only that child was gone before he was born, so why do you ask?”

“Nothing, just a random question in a moment of curiosity, is Molly Bort awake yet?” Ives Norton changed the subject with a bashful ease.

Leo Bort, though he thought it was a bit odd that he was asking this out of the blue, as if he was prying for something, couldn’t catch that point, so he just stopped thinking about it and sighed back, “Not yet.”

“I’ll go in then.” Ives Norton crossed to him and entered the ward.

After a quick inspection, Ives Norton removed his gloves, “It’s okay, the anesthesia hasn’t worn off completely, probably won’t wake up until tonight, by the way, where’s Baird?”

“I’m here!” Baird Lane came in from the balcony, still smelling of cigarettes, apparently out for a smoke.

Ives Norton gave him a look, “Baird, do you know where I just came from?”

Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “Christine White?”

“Yes, she’s awake!”

“When did you wake up?”

“It’s been a while since I woke up, and they asked me to take a message and ask when you’d have time to go up and see.” Ives Norton patted the immaculate white coat on his body.

Baird Lane pressed his brow tiredly, “Got it, I’ll be there in a bit.”

“Why a while?” Ives Norton looked at him with some incomprehension, “Molly Bort isn’t awake right now, but Christine White is, so why can’t you go up and meet her now, I’ve heard that you haven’t been there once since her surgery.”

When he couldn’t look at Christine White before, he thought that whatever Baird Lane did to her was none of his business, and he’d just watch it as a good show.

But now his feelings for Christine White have changed, so watching Baird Lane do this to her again starts to feel like overkill.

In particular, he doesn’t want Baird Lane to regret it in the future!

Hearing Ives Norton speak in Christine White’s favor, Baird Lane got a little upset inside, “When did you get so defensive of her?”

“I’m not defending her, I just don’t think you can be so unfair to her.” Ives Norton wrinkled his nose.

Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, “You never used to say those things.”

“And you said that was before.” Ives Norton pushed up his glasses, “Baird, people change, and so do you!”

Leo Bort, listening to the conversation between the two, couldn’t help but interject, “Baird, the Christine White you’re talking about, that’s the one who saved Molly, right?”

“That’s right, she’s not only Molly Bort’s savior, she’s Baird’s wife.” Ives Norton returned.

“You shut up!” Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed out a few chills.

Ives Norton wasn’t afraid of him, leaning against the wall and wrapping his arms around him with a smirk, “Isn’t she your wife? What can’t you say, and Baird, is it funny that you’re keeping it so secret?”

Baird Lane, dark and sullen, did not answer.

Leo Bort looked at him in disbelief, “Baird, you’re married?”

“Yeah, Baird tied the knot three years ago, it just hasn’t been publicized for some reason, and Uncle Bort you’re justified in not knowing.” Ives Norton spoke up again.

Leo Bort was baffled now.

Three years ago. Isn’t that when Molly first left the country?

“Baird, are you really …”

Baird Lane nodded slowly, “Yes!”

The facts are out there with Ives Norton, so naturally he has no reason to hide them.

Leo Bort was furious, “What about Molly?”

“Molly?” said Baird Lane, glancing slightly at the man in the hospital bed, looking grave, “What do you mean by that, Uncle?”

“What do I mean?” Leo Bort’s finger pointing at him is trembling, “Baird, don’t you know that Molly has been waiting for you for these three years? She came back to China this time except for the treatment, she wanted to make up with you, but what about you, you actually married someone else!”

“Uncle Bort, that’s a little less than flattering.”

Ives Norton took advantage of Baird Lane has not yet spoken before, snatched the first to say: “three years ago how they broke up, Bort uncle you know very well, is Molly Bort sorry Baird, Baird can not have what is sorry for her, and say that year she ran away to the foreign country also did not have a return date, do you want to let Baird Baird to wait for her for the rest of his life?”

Hearing this, Leo Bort’s already wrinkled face instantly rose to a pig’s liver color, unable to find the words to retaliate.

After a while he let out a long sigh, all of a sudden he looked like he’d aged years, and looked guiltily at Baird Lane, “Baird, what happened back then, it was Molly’s fault, can you forgive her?”

“I never blamed her!” Baird Lane dropped his eyes and trailed off.

Grudges are definitely out there.

But it’s true that he never blamed Molly Bort, much less hated her.

After all, he had volunteered back then, and it was only human for her to leave him when he didn’t know if he would survive.

“You really don’t blame Molly?” asked Leo Bort, somewhat incredulous.

Same man, although the age difference is a bit big, but in his place, he certainly can’t manage to let go.

“Meh, Baird wouldn’t be pouring his heart out to her right now if he really still blamed her, even sacrificing his wife’s bone marrow to save her.” Ives Norton said coldly as he played with the stethoscope on his chest.

Leo Bort froze and laughed, “Yes, Baird is so attached to Molly, where does it seem like he blames her, so Baird, do you still have those feelings for Molly now?”

He kept his eyes on Baird Lane.