Seize His Little Wife

“Yes.” Christine White looked down and smiled bitterly, “But I was afraid you wouldn’t believe me.”

He would definitely think it was a joke if she told him that she still minded the presence of other women around him because she loved him.

Because they never formally met before they got married, what’s the word for love.

But the truth is, it might have been hard to believe that love at first sight could happen to her if she hadn’t actually gotten caught up in it.

“Wouldn’t believe it?” Baird Lane raised his eyebrows slightly, “Tell me why I wouldn’t believe it.”

Christine White shook her head, “Another time.”

“Why?” Baird Lane pursed his lips in displeasure.

Christine White took a deep breath, “I wasn’t ready to tell you how.”

She had always wanted to tell him that she hadn’t married him for money, she had married him because she loved him.

She had said the first sentence, but she couldn’t get the second one out of her mouth.

Probably afraid that if I say it, I won’t get the same response.

“Whatever, then.” Baird Lane rose with a sullen face.

Christine White was flustered, “Baird, are you angry?”

“No.” Baird Lane returned her remark tersely.

He just hated this behavior of hers where the words came out and then didn’t come out.

He’s her husband, what can’t she say!

With that in mind, Baird Lane gave Christine White a meaningful look in his eyes and lifted his foot out of the room.

Christine White looked in the direction of the door to her room for a long time without slowing down, not understanding what he was so upset about, obviously angry, but dead set on admitting it.

“Hey … Minds are really getting harder and harder to guess.” Christine White murmured helplessly while lifting the covers and getting out of bed to go to the bathroom to wash up.

By the time she got downstairs, Baird Lane was out the door.

Christine White sighed in defeat.

“Ma’am, what’s wrong with you?” Aunt Lucy asked as she came out from the direction of the kitchen and couldn’t help but see her sad face.

Christine White waved her hand, “I’m fine, Aunt Lucy, why don’t you make me a glass of milk.”

“Okay, then ma’am you sit down for a while.” Aunt Lucy answered.

Christine White hmmm’d and walked over to the couch and settled in, just turning the TV on when her cell phone rang.

Christine White pulled out her cell phone and glanced at it and smiled, “Debby , what can I do for you?”

“Christine, you didn’t show up for work again today.” Debby York asked.

Christine White hmmm’d and replied with a red face, “I’m a little under the weather today.”

Debby York didn’t hear the shyness in her words and thought something was wrong with her, her whole body tensed up, “Christine, are you okay? Did something go wrong with your last surgery? Where are you, why don’t I take some time off and come over to see you?”

Listening to Debby York’s full of concern, Christine White only felt a warm flow in her heart, “Debby , don’t get excited, I’m fine, I just have a little cold, don’t believe you listen!”

She coughed twice into her cell phone.

Debby York was still a little worried when she heard, “A cold is no small thing, you’re coughing.”

“Don’t worry, I’m taken care of.” Christine White glanced in the direction of the kitchen, a little too much in her mind.

She didn’t want to lie and cheat her best friend either.

But how could she talk about that kind of thing.

Debby York, with her big nature and big grin, was going to be laughed at for a long time when she found out that she hadn’t gone to work because of that.

“Who? Your husband?” Debby York came to attention.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Christine White choked on her spit, “Sort of …”

Baird Lane is also taking care of her by having Gates send medicine when he realizes that she’s injured.

“That’s true.” Debby York hemmed and hawed, “Christine, it looks like your husband is treating you well and taking care of you personally.”

“It was okay.” Christine White returned vaguely.

Debby York suggested, “Why don’t we turn on the video so I can see your husband?”

“This …” Christine White frowned in embarrassment, “I’m afraid that won’t work.”

“Why? Is your husband ugly?”

Christine White’s eyebrow jumped, and she returned with some unhappiness, “Your husband is the one who looks ugly, my husband obviously looks the best.”

Other than Hugh Dong, she hadn’t seen anyone who looked as good as Baird Lane.

Even Ives Norton came up short.

“If your husband is so good looking, why don’t you let me meet him for fear I’ll steal him?” Debby York teased.

Christine White rolled her eyes, “My husband doesn’t look down on you.”

Debby York froze, then growled with feigned fury, “Christine White, how do you talk, woman.”

“Hmph, that’s what I said, what are you going to do to me.” Christine White grunted triumphantly.

Debby York bristled, “Che, I can’t do anything about you right now, but let’s see how I clean up when you come to work.”

“Okay, enough about that, you called to ask why I didn’t show up for work?” After laughing and Gatesng, Christine White turned the conversation back.

Debby York yawned back, “Yeah, I was going to go up there at lunch to talk to you for a while, but you weren’t there, and when I asked Assistant Gates, he said you had taken the day off, and I was worried, so I called to check up on you.”

“So, don’t worry, I’m really fine.” Christine White smiles.

“I hear you, you even have the strength to choke me out.” Debby York replied back, then looked at the time and gave a dark cry of bad luck, “Okay Christine, I’m done with you, break is ending, bye.”

“Bye.”

Hanging up the phone, Christine White stretched.

Aunt Lucy brought her the milk, “Ma’am, is that your friend?”

“Right.” Christine White took a sip of the milk.

Aunt Lucy sat down next to her, “Mrs. Chatty, that must be your best friend.”

Christine White nodded, “And my only friend.”

“It’s so nice that I had a best friend when I was younger.” Aunt Lucy lamented.

Christine White looked at her, “And?”

“And then it drifted away.” Aunt Lucy smiled bitterly.

Christine White poured her a glass of water, “Why is that?”

Aunt Lucy held her glass of water as her thoughts flew far away, “Because something happened and she betrayed me and I couldn’t forgive her, and so it was.”

“Betrayal?” Christine White was surprised.

Aunt Lucy sighed, “Yeah, I never thought she would betray me, but it’s been so many years, I don’t want to bring it up again, ma’am, you rest, I’m going to go get busy.”

“Okay.” Christine White forced a smile.

After Aunt Lucy left, she sat alone on the sofa and fumed, thinking about what Aunt Lucy had just said.

O betrayal of friends …

She has only one friend, Debby York.

Debby York wouldn’t have betrayed her, I don’t think, and did she and Debby York have any strife of interest …

Thinking about it this way, Christine White felt much lighter in her mind.

Aunt Lucy had just told her that, and made it sound so serious that she couldn’t help but substitute it on herself and Debby York.

Aunt Lucy is pretty pathetic though, it’s amazing that this even happened, it must have been so painful to be betrayed by your best friend.

Christine White let out a sympathetic sigh and tilted her head back to finish the milk in her glass in one gulp.

That’s when her cell phone, which was sitting on the coffee table, rang again.

Christine White frowned, since when had she been so busy with her business that so many people were calling her!

Putting the cup away, Christine White picked up her cell phone and glanced at it, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes.

“It’s her!” Christine White muttered suspiciously, “Why is she calling me again.”

The call was from Molly Bort, and she was a little reluctant to answer it thinking about that call yesterday.

But then I’m worried that if I don’t answer the phone, it won’t be good for Molly Bort to tell Baird Lane some falsehood again.

Thinking about this, Christine White had a dilemma, finally rubbing her hair in annoyance, she answered the phone anyway, “What did Ms. Bort want to see me about again?”