Seize His Little Wife

“It’s something, Ives, could you go out first? I’d like to talk to Aunt Lucy alone.” Christine White looked at Ives Norton.

Ives Norton raised an eyebrow, still agreeing, “Fine, I’ll go find the little nurse then, you guys talk, call me if you need anything.”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White smiled gratefully.

Ives Norton nodded again at Aunt Lucy before lifting his foot and heading out.

The door to the hospital room slammed back shut and Aunt Lucy asked, “What exactly did you want to talk to me about, ma’am?”

Instead of speaking, Christine White walked away from the hospital bed, exposing the view behind her.

It was only then that Aunt Lucy saw that there was someone lying in the hospital bed, tiny, but just blocked by Christine White’s back, which was why she hadn’t seen it until now.

“Ma’am, this is ….”

“It’s Bo.” Christine White returned with bleary eyes.

When Aunt Lucy heard this, she hurriedly came over to the side of the hospital bed, her eyes were incomparably loving as she looked at little baby on the hospital bed, “This is little baby, this child looks much better than in the picture, it’s really rare.”

Saying that, Aunt Lucy stretched out her hand and gently touched little baby’s white and tender little face.

But Bao didn’t react, still looking at the ceiling with both eyes open.

Now, Aunt Lucy realized that something was wrong, the love in her eyes dispersed and changed into a strong worry, “Mistress, little baby’s situation doesn’t seem quite right, and why is little baby lying on the hospital bed? You asked me to come here, I thought it was because you were sick with something.”

“It’s Bo.” Christine White stroked Bo’s little head.

Aunt Lucy looked at her, “Ma’am, what’s going on here? What’s wrong with Bao?”

“Aunt Lucy, I actually never told you about Bo, and you just said that Bo isn’t quite right, and that’s because, Bo has autism.” Christine White said with slightly reddened eyes.

Aunt Lucy was baffled, “Autism?”

“Uh-huh.”

Aunt Lucy covered her mouth in shock, “How can you be autistic?”

She’s old, but she knows what autism is.

It’s the clarity that makes this moment so surprising.

“Bo has had autism since birth, it’s congenital, or premature, and she wasn’t very well when she was born, that’s why she’s so skinny now.” Christine White said back.

Aunt Lucy opened her mouth and only found her voice after a long time, looking at the unresponsive child on the hospital bed with great pain, “How could this happen, why did God be so cruel to little baby …”

“Yes, I am also wondering why God has to be so cruel to Little Treasure, letting Little Treasure be weaker than the other children from birth even if it’s not enough, it’s not easy to grow up to the age of five, but also to be bullied by the other children.” Christine White clenched her palms, her heart was very upset.

Aunt Lucy’s face changed slightly when she heard her words, “Ma’am, what did you just say? Little Treasure was bullied?”

“Yes, that’s why I got you here Aunt Lucy, Bao was beaten up, his autism had been improving quite dramatically, but because of the beating, it’s gone back to the worst of his autism, and the ones who beat up Bao, were Ann Lane and the others.”

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Aunt Lucy’s old face was full of anger when she heard it, “I’m sure it’s worthy of Molly Bort’s seed, to give birth to a daughter as vicious as she is!”

Christine White couldn’t agree more with this statement.

Aunt Lucy touched Bao’s face heartily, “Tell me, ma’am, what do you want me to do?”

Christine White lowered her eyelids to hide the ice coldness in her eyes, “Aunt Lucy, I want to take revenge, all those who bullied little baby, I won’t let go of any of them, that’s why I let the Li Wangs break the bank, but there is still Ann Lane I didn’t take revenge, I’ve already mentioned to Baird Lane, as long as Baird Lane sends Ann Lane away, I can call it quits.”

But if he didn’t send Ann Lane away, then don’t blame her.

“Did Mr. Promise?” Aunt Lucy asked.

Christine White shook her head, “I don’t know yet, he said he’d think about it, but I’m only giving him one day today, and if he doesn’t send Ann Lane away , I’ll do it myself.”

“A day’s time, ma’am, you’ve revealed your identity?” Aunt Lucy exclaimed.

Christine White waved her hand, “That’s not true, this one day, it was decided in my mind, without talking to Baird Lane, I just wanted to see Baird Lane’s sincerity.”

“So, I thought you told Mr. who you were.” Aunt Lucy was a little lost.

She actually kinda wants Mr. to know that Christine Camp is Mrs.

But the Mrs. wouldn’t allow it, and she couldn’t say anything.

“I won’t tell him, at least not now.” Christine White shot back.

Aunt Lucy scratched her head, “So ma’am, if Mr. really doesn’t have Ann Lane Aunt Lucy by tomorrow, what are you going to do out of it?”

“Ann Lane made my little treasure like this, then I will let her taste the taste of being shocked as well, I don’t care if she is a child or not, in my eyes, to be able to compel other children to join together to lay their hands on my little treasure can’t be called a child at all.” Christine White’s voice was cold and merciless.

Aunt Lucy nodded, “That’s true.”

“So Aunt Lucy, I need your help, I know from Baird Lane that Ann Lane is being held by him at the cottage and I can’t get anyone to go and bring her out, but you can.” Christine White took her hand and her eyes fell on her with unmistakable seriousness.

Aunt Lucy was feeling a little stressed, “Ma’am, this will be found out by Mr., won’t it.”

“No, you’ll just say that Ann Lane faked an illness, and you were worried about her, so you left the door open to check on her, and then she accidentally ran away, and don’t worry, Baird Lane won’t disbelieve you because Ann Lane has no credibility with him anymore, and he believes that Ann Lane is a child that would do such a thing. ” Christine White said as she hooked her mouth.

Aunt Lucy hesitated.

Christine White added more fire, “Aunt Lucy, don’t worry, as long as Baird Lane is willing to send Ann Lane away, you don’t have to do these things, but if Baird Lane doesn’t send Ann Lane away, then you have to do this, I know it’s very difficult for you, but think about BaoBao, why does BaoBao not have any reaction while Ann Lane is still alive and well? I know it’s hard for you, but think about Bao, why is Bao lying here with no reaction while Ann Lane is still alive and kicking, I’m just not convinced!”

Hearing this, the thread that was taut inside Aunt Lucy’s heart, completely snapped, and was moved by her words.

Yeah, why should Bo, who was bullied by Ann Lane, have to lie in a hospital bed while Ann Lane is still fine.

Besides, isn’t Ann Lane’s own mother to blame for Bo’s tenderness and autism?

“I know ma’am, I’ll do this favor, but when you want to get back at Ann Lane, make sure you don’t leave her with a broken arm or anything, she’s a five year old after all.” Aunt Lucy promised while still softly admonishing Christine White.

Although she didn’t like Ann Lane , she had lived together for five years anyhow, and she didn’t want the kid to be too miserable, although the kid was indeed bad.

Hearing the worry in Aunt Lucy’s words, Christine White laughed a little, “Don’t worry, I won’t mess around, I’ll at most just let someone scare her a little bit to let her feel the fear that Little Treasure feels when she’s being beaten by so many people, I won’t really ask for her arms and legs, I’m not so heartless as to lay my hands on a child. ”

She’ll just transfer the vast majority of her hatred for Ann Lane to Molly Bort to suffer on her behalf later.

“That’s good, that’s good.” Aunt Lucy patted her chest and smiled reassuringly, “Honestly speaking, I was really worried that you, Mistress, would lay your hands on Ann Lane because I know that your heart is filled with all sorts of hatred right now, so I’m also worried that you’ll be stuck in hatred and won’t be able to come out of it, and will do something unimaginable to the imagination of people.”

“No it won’t.” Christine White’s eyes fell gently on little baby’s face, “I’m not Molly Bort, even if I want to take revenge, I’ll only use the law to use my brain, not blood to take revenge, I won’t let little baby feel that I’m a wicked mother.”