Seize His Little Wife

“It won’t work.” Baird Lane set the computer aside, his eyes dark, “The Lane Family has so many enemies that you can count upwards to before it opened up, so finding out exactly which family carried off my brother isn’t going to be easy at all.”

“But at this rate, it’s really hard to find Second Youngest’s whereabouts.”

“I know.” Baird Lane rubbed his thumb and mused, “Tell you what, you have the firm continue their investigation, and since they were able to find my brother’s DNA records, they’ll definitely be able to find out exactly what day ten years ago my brother went in for plastic surgery, and who the doctor was at the time.”

Even if the people behind it erased all traceable records of his brother’s plastic surgery.

But you can’t kill the plastic surgeon off, can you?

If we can just find the doctor who was there, we might be able to find out something about our brother.

“Okay, I’ll let them know.” Gates nodded and turned toward the door.

As soon as I opened the door to the hospital room, I was startled by Christine White outside the door, “You’re back, ma’am?”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White answered.

Gates calmed down, smiled and asked, “Been back long?”

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“Then why don’t you go inside? ”

Christine White raised the lunchbox in her hand, “I heard you guys talking about something, so I’ll go in when you’re done.”

“I see, then please come in ma’am, President Lane and I are done talking.” Gates moved a step to the side to make way for the doorway.

Christine White thanked him, lifted her foot and walked in past him.

“Baird, I’m home.” Christine White walked over to Baird Lane’s hospital bedside with her lunchbox.

Baird Lane gave her a look and a hmmm in response.

Christine White opened the lunch box and said while serving the rice, “I’m quite lucky, as soon as I got out of the hospital, I saw that there was a restaurant next door, it’s still a Chinese restaurant run by our countrymen, I bought a big bone soup, it’s just the right thing for you to make up for it.”

“Big bones are a tonic?” Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.

How he hadn’t heard of it!

“It’s a tonic.” Christine White smiled at him, “Eat wherever you can, you’ve got injured bones, drink this, here, taste how it tastes!”

She picked up the bowl of soup and blew on it, then handed it to him with both hands, “Careful it’s hot!”

Baird Lane took a sip, looking faint and silent.

“Taste like that?” Christine White asked, looking at him nervously.

Baird Lane took another sip before begrudgingly returning two words, “It was okay.”

“That’s good.” Christine White sighed in relief.

If he says it’s okay, then it’s still acceptable.

She was afraid that what she bought would not be to his taste, after all, she knew how tricky his taste was.

But now it looks like she got the right one.

“Then drink more, I’ve bought quite a bit.” Christine White patted the lunchbox.

Baird Lane didn’t respond, just quietly sipped the bowl of soup one spoonful at a time.

Feeling the air a little awkward, Christine White withdrew her hand from her lunchbox and after a few seconds of hesitation, she couldn’t help but speak up and ask, “Baird, I just heard you and Assistant Gates talking outside the door, you have a brother?”

Baird Lane paused in his sipping of the soup and quickly returned to his natural self, “Uh-huh.”

“Really?” Christine White was surprised.

Baird Lane squinted at her, “Didn’t you hear it all already?”

“Uh …” Christine White aligned her fingers, “I did hear you, but it was still a bit of a surprise to hear you admit it yourself, but how come I never heard of you having a brother?”

“He was two years old when he was stolen by the enemies of The Lane Family.” Baird Lane put the bowl down and returned lightly.

“Steal?”

“Uh-huh.”

Christine White was silent.

Stolen at just two years old, that child, too, is so sad …

Plus, The Lane Family sure had a lot of secrets she didn’t know about, and if she hadn’t stumbled upon this, she would have had no idea that Baird Lane actually had a brother.

“All right, go on out, I’ll rest a while.” Baird Lane rubbed his brow wearily.

Christine White, not daring to disturb him, nodded in response and gathered the lunchbox dishes from the bed and went out.

But after going out, she snapped to attention that she still didn’t know where she was going to sleep tonight!

“What to do?” Christine White bit her nails.

She couldn’t go and sleep in a separate ward, and the hospital wouldn’t agree.

Is it hard to sleep on the porch tonight?

Christine White winced as she thought about that image.

Sleeping in the hallway is not an option. What’s the difference between that and being a homeless person? Maybe the hospital will even evict them.

Christine White’s mouth puckered up slightly, and for a moment she couldn’t think of a solution for her accommodation, and with a helpless sigh, she walked over to sit down on one of the side benches.

After sitting there for almost an hour, she looked at her cell phone and figured that by this time Baird Lane would be asleep, she rolled her eyes, got up and gently unscrewed the door to his hospital room and tiptoed inside.

Since she didn’t have a place to stay, she’d sleep in his hospital room.

As long as she didn’t make any noise to annoy him, he shouldn’t kick her out.

Thinking about this, Christine White stretched her neck and stole a glance toward the hospital bed.

“Baird? Baird?” she called out to the man twice in a thin whisper.

After seeing that the man hadn’t moved, and making sure that he’d already fallen asleep, she exhaled quietly before easing her pace and walking over to a couch not far away to take off her shoes and lie down, ready to take a nap as well.

She hadn’t slept well at all last night after hanging on to him and having nightmares all night.

Now that she was relaxed, she couldn’t help but feel a little sleepy.

Christine White yawned, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When Baird Lane wakes up, he sees the sight of her curled up on the couch, sound asleep.

He frowned and lifted the covers to bear the pain as he got out of bed and walked over to her, looking down at her slightly, “Christine White!”

He called out to her in a hushed voice.

Christine White stirred, rolled over and went back to sleep.

Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed.

She’s not afraid of catching a cold if she falls asleep like that!

Baird Lane reached out with a dark face to shout Christine White to her feet, but at the sight of the faint darkness below her eyelids his hand paused again, stopping in mid-air for a moment to retract.

This woman, what did she do last night?

Baird Lane walked over to the rack at the foot of the bed and removed his jacket and gently draped it over her before turning to go to the restroom.

In the evening, Baird Lane went off for a post-op checkup, accompanied by Gates.

Christine White sat on the couch hugging his jacket and giggling non-stop.

She hadn’t expected him to give her his coat after she fell asleep.

Was he worried she’d catch a cold?

With that thought, Christine White carefully folded Baird Lane’s jacket and placed it on his bedside, her heart overflowing with joy.

But the joy didn’t last long before it was interrupted by a phone call.

The call was from Mick White, Christine White collected her face and answered the phone with a light expression, “Mick!”

“Sis, hit me up for some money.” Mick White opened his mouth to ask for money, not a word of concern.

Christine White’s little lips pursed and she just felt a little sad inside, “Why are you broke again?”

“I’ve never had any money!” Mick White said with an annoyed look on his face, “Hurry up and call me ten thousand.”

“No, the two thousand dollars I gave you last time was the last I had, ask Mom and Dad for it.” Christine White rubbed her temples.

Mick White grunted, “Mom and Dad are the ones who told me to find you, and Mom and Dad don’t have any money left in their hands, and I don’t want much this time, just ten thousand dollars.”

“Ten thousand dollars you think is little? That’s two months of my salary!” Christine White glared angrily.

Mick White bristled, “Then I don’t care, you’re going to have to give it to me anyway or I’m not done with you!”

“You …” Christine White choked on her anger and took several deep breaths before she calmed down, “Tell me first, what are you asking for money for this time?”