Seize His Little Wife

Christine White thought she had said it in a low voice and he hadn’t heard her, and repeated what she had just said.

Baird Lane’s cheeks puffed out, a face that was horribly grim.

Step aside?

She’s really saying it!

“Christine White, are you so blind to the position of Mrs. Lane?” His voice was cold as ice.

Christine White lowered her eyelids, “It’s not that I can’t see it, it’s whether you want me to be or not, didn’t you just say that you want to get back together with Ms. Bort, so I’ve got to give up my position, or else you’re letting Ms. Bort off the hook in name only?”

Baird Lane laughed angrily, “You are self-aware.”

“I always have.” Christine White bit her lip, “It’s because I have that I’ve always been sensible, I’m not the type of person to stalk and hold on to things, if you really want to be with Ms. Bort then just tell me and I’ll get a divorce.”

She was very much in love with him, yet she also knew that what was forced was not sweet.

Now that they are still married, she won’t divorce him as long as he doesn’t bring up divorce.

But if she was willing to sign the divorce papers as long as he mentioned it, she was more willing to let go and let him be happy than to force it.

“Divorce?” Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed out a few chills, “You don’t even think about it!”

“You’re not leaving?” Christine White froze in shock, “Then Ms. Molly Bort …”

“I was just testing you, but I didn’t expect you to agree so quickly!” The corner of Baird Lane’s mouth curved into a sneer.

This woman, what the hell did she marry him for?

If it’s for The Lane Family’s money, she hasn’t asked him for a penny in three years, but if it’s for him as a person, then what’s the point of being so positive and letting go now?

Did she ever care about him? Did she treat him like cargo and let him come and go!

Christine White’s little mouth dropped open, snapping out of her daze, “Trying? So you’re not looking for a divorce? And you’re not getting back together with Ms. Bort?”

“What, are you disappointed?”

Christine White hurriedly shook her head, suppressing her inner excitement and joy, and said in a trembling voice, “No, no, I’m just surprised …”

“Heh, whatever surprises you have, you need to remember one thing for me, and that is that The Lane Family is not divorced!” Baird Lane warned.

Christine White was slightly surprised, “How come I haven’t heard of this one?”

Baird Lane’s eyes flashed, “There’s more to The Lane Family than you’ve ever heard.”

“That’s true.” Christine White nodded.

She hadn’t spent more than a few days at the old mansion since she’d married into The Lane Family, and it was true that there was much about The Lane Family that she hadn’t heard.

Like the one about no divorce, which is surprising but good news for her.

It also meant that even if he loved Molly Bort more, he shouldn’t divorce her, and it seemed that all her former fears were unwarranted.

At that thought, Christine White was completely relieved, and her taut heartstrings loosened.

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As soon as the door closed, he looked dark and ugly.

He didn’t know why he said the words ‘The Lane Family is not divorced’.

The Lane Family didn’t really have that rule at all, he just got inexplicably annoyed and angry as soon as he heard that Christine White woman say the word divorce, and then he said it out loud, but it’s not like he felt any remorse.

What the hell was that for?

Baird Lane couldn’t figure out why, and didn’t think any more about it.

Not being much of a nagging person himself, he simply pushed the mood that had him feeling confused to the back of his mind and walked back behind his desk to get busy.

Keeping busy until dark, he put down his pen and rubbed his swollen brow.

“President Lane,” Gates knocked on the door.

Baird Lane put the book down, “What is it?”

“Secretary White’s visa came through.” Gates handed over a brownish-red visa.

Baird Lane took it, flipped it open and looked at it, “How’d it go so fast?”

“Got some connections, if we don’t hurry, we won’t make it in time for the day of the reunion.” Gates Mu explained.

Baird Lane closed the visa, “Why don’t you just send it to her.”

“I’ve been to Secretary White’s office and she’s off duty, so President Lane, this will just need to be taken back to Secretary White by you.” Gates smiled.

Baird Lane raised his eyes and swept them away, though they were cold, went and said nothing, putting the visa in his briefcase.

Gates knew he had accomplished his goal and immediately offered his farewell.

Baird Lane didn’t keep him either and let him go.

Buzz!

The cell phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Baird Lane put on his jacket and brought his cell phone up, “Hello?”

“Baird,” came Molly Bort’s warm, soft voice on the other end of the line.

Baird Lane hmmm’d, “What’s up?”

“Nothing, just wanted to ask if you were coming over tonight?” Molly Bort inquired expectantly.

Baird Lane’s thin lips twitched slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to reply to her, when his mind went to the words that Christine White had told him to be fair to her earlier.

During this time, he had actually given her words some serious thought.

She’s probably right, he really shouldn’t be so intimate with Molly since he’s not going to get back together with her.

At the thought, Baird Lane swallowed back what he was about to say and changed his tone, his voice lightening considerably, “I’ve got things to do tonight, so I won’t be coming over.”

“What is it?” Molly Bort was a little disappointed.

Baird Lane tapped his fingers lightly on the desktop, “There’s been a small problem at HQ, it’s been targeted and I’m still dealing with it.”

“Who would dare target The Lane Family?” Molly Bort exclaimed.

Something morose passed through Baird Lane’s dark pupils, “I don’t know yet, I’m looking into it.”

The person who did it was so deep in hiding, targeting The Lane Family and then running away, that it was impossible to catch anyone.

“I see, well then, why don’t you come back tomorrow then, I have a surprise for you.” Molly Bort said mysteriously.

Baird Lane raised an eyebrow. “What surprise?”

“I won’t tell you, you’ll find out tomorrow when you get here, well Baird, I’m done with you, Ives is here, bye!” Molly Bort finished quickly and hung up the phone.

Baird Lane put down his cell phone and stuffed it into his suit pocket, lifted a briefcase aside and left the office, heading back to the villa.

Christine White was sitting on the couch in the living room watching the TV and laughing when she suddenly caught a glimpse of him coming back and she was still taken aback.

“Baird, what are you doing back here?”

“This is my home, why do you think I came back?” Baird Lane set his briefcase down and pulled her visa out of it and tossed it to her.

Christine White caught it in her hands and feet, “What’s this? A visa?”

Baird Lane didn’t answer her back and went straight upstairs.

Christine White didn’t care, and held the visa carefully in both hands with a smile on her face.

Visa!

It was her first visa!

She finally gets to go abroad for once!

Christine White was happy as a child, and Aunt Lucy couldn’t help but ask when she came out of the kitchen and saw how happy she was smiling.

Christine White rushed to show Aunt Lucy her visa, bragging that she too could take a trip abroad.

“Congratulations ma’am.” Aunt Lucy congratulated.

“Thanks Aunt Lucy,” Christine White giggled heatedly.

Baird Lane changed into a housecoat and came downstairs to see her with this look on her face.

Somehow, it was clear that he had disliked her stupid look before, but now it didn’t seem so stupid.

“Christine White,” he opened his mouth to call out.

Christine White’s time for self-indulgence was interrupted when she looked up the stairs, “Called me for what?”