Seize His Little Wife

“Just for a couple days, when I get back from seeing Leo Bort.” Christine White pinched the bridge of her nose and gave a time.

Ives Norton nodded, “That’ll work too.”

“Well Ives, I’m going to leave you alone for now, I’ll see if Po has any other reactions.” Christine White said as she glanced at Po.

Ives Norton agreed.

After the call hung up, Christine White put away her cell phone, gently touched Bao’s slightly cold little face, and softly shouted Bao’s name twice.

Po didn’t respond.

Christine White, not giving up, mentioned Baird Lane again.

But this time, to her dismay, Baird Lane was mentioned, and Bo also remained still unresponsive.

But thinking about that little reaction of little baby just now made her feel much better again.

At least Bao is able to listen to people now, it would be despairing if he couldn’t.

Christine White stayed with Bo for the rest of the day afterward, until the sun went down and she excused herself.

Doctor Mu man was a bit out of tune, but judging from his face-controlling personality and the way he did like little baby, she was relieved to leave little baby in his care.

“Next, it’s our turn to meet, Leo Bort!” murmured Christine White in a cold voice as she stood outside Doctor Mu’s clinic and glanced up at the dim sky.

The sky was really yellow, not the orange of a sunset, but the dim yellow of a rainstorm just before it hits, and it was depressing to watch.

Christine White got into the car, put her phone in the holder, turned on the navigation and started the car.

The car drove all the way out of the main city to a small rural area on the outskirts.

There were only about a dozen families in this rural area, and the vast majority of the houses were empty, so the whole village seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Leo Bort was imprisoned in this village.

Christine White gathered her coat around her and headed for one of the furthest houses in the village.

Walking up to the house, the two men guarding the door saw her and hurriedly greeted her, “Second Miss.”

“Where’s Leo Bort?” Christine White asked when she opened her mouth.

One of the men stepped forward and replied respectfully, “It’s in the basement, Second Miss, I’ll take you there.”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded and followed the man inside the house.

Once outside the basement door, the man handed Christine White a mask.

Christine White looked at him quizzically.

The man explains, “Leo Bort’s house, which hasn’t been cleaned up in a long time, and the people in charge of bringing him food and water are deaf and dumb, and can’t get in without our permission, so he eats, drinks, and sleeps in there, and the smell is predictable.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“So that’s how it is… Looks like it’s not just mental torture for Leo Bort, it’s torture for the body along with the sense of smell too.” Christine White sneered and resulted in a gag.

After putting it on, she glanced at a small gaping hole below the iron door to the basement, “Is this the usual access point for his food?”

“Yes.” The man replied.

Christine White lifted her chin in satisfaction, “Good, open the door.”

“Yes!” The man responded, pulling out a key and reaching toward the door lock.

With a creak, the iron door opened, and a strong, foul odor hit his nose.

Christine White crinkled her nose and held her breath even as the disgust in her eyes was undisguised.

It’s ugly. It smells like fermented excrement.

The smell was downright pungent, even with one of her masks on.

“Is there no restroom in there?” Christine White asked.

“There is, but it’s a shithole that we specially dug for him on a temporary basis after he was imprisoned.” The man answered as he turned on the lights in the basement.

This is the first time Leo Bort has turned on the lights since he was locked in.

Leo Bort in the worn single bed felt the glow and immediately opened his eyes and sat up, looking up greedily at the overhead light, not even noticing when the door opened and someone came in.

All he had in his eyes at the moment was that lamp, that light.

For Leo Bort, the darkness had become the most terrifying thing in the world, it was eating away at his sanity and his spirit all the time, and at this rate, he didn’t know how long he would be able to keep his wits about him.

He thought that he was going to sink into darkness forever, but he didn’t realize that at this moment, he actually saw the light again.

“Miss Two, wait a moment to go inside, I’ll go to something to cover the cesspool before you go in.” The man said to Christine White who was looking at Leo Bort.

Christine White hmmm’d in agreement.

The man immediately went and did as he was told.

Quickly, he found something, fought back the nausea to go in and cover up the cesspool, then used a bottle of perfume from his pocket and sprayed nearly half the bottle around the room before signaling Christine White that she could go in.

Christine White couldn’t smell the stench anymore, but the pungent perfume smell, too, made her feel a little uncomfortable.

But she’d rather smell this cloying scent than the disgusting stench she’d just been subjected to.

“Looks like you haven’t had a good time, your spirit is shriveled up.” Christine White stepped on her high heels, walked behind Leo Bort and spoke coldly.

Leo Bort heard her voice and slowly turned around, his whole overLand very stiff.

Having turned, he looked up at Christine White with cloudy, lightless eyes, his voice hoarse and practiced, “You … are talking to me … talking?”

“What’s wrong with him?” Christine White pointed at Leo Bort.

The man behind him replied, “He’s been locked up for a long time and isolated, plus his range of motion is just so small, so his body’s movements are stiff and less fluid, and he speaks unnaturally.”

“I see.” Christine White nodded indistinctly in understanding.

She stepped forward and approached Leo Bort, “That’s right, I’m talking to you again, do you know who I am?”

Christine White points to herself.

Leo Bort seemed to be thinking, then shook his head stiffly, “I don’t know you, all I know is that you’re their master and the one who actually brought me here.”

Christine White laughed, “You’re right, but you’re wrong about one thing, and that’s that it’s not that you don’t know me, it’s that you do know me, and we’re pretty well acquainted.”

“Very familiar …” Leo Bort heard this and finally took a serious look at Christine White.

As he looked more and more, he became more and more surprised in his mind, and finally a little disbelieving, “You … You are …”

Looking at Leo Bort’s trembling fingers, Christine White smiled even more happily, “Looks like you recognized me, yes, I’m the one you had in mind.”

When she finished, she took off her mask to reveal her face.

Leo Bort’s eyes widened when he saw her, “It’s really you, you’re not dead?”

“If you and Molly Bort aren’t dead, how can I be.” Christine White put her mask back on and coldly replied back.

Hearing her mockery, Leo Bort pounded his chest sadly, “I should have thought of it, I should have thought it was you, these people, every once in a while, would come and ask me if I was telling the truth or not about Molly’s murder of Christine White back in the day, and while I was curious as to who exactly wanted to avenge your death, I hadn’t forgotten to think about it on you personally. ”

“Because you think I’m really dead.” Christine White stated the reason he didn’t think that way.

Leo Bort nodded, “That’s right.”

“And what makes you so sure that I’m really dead?” Christine White said coldly.

Leo Bort lowered his eyes, “It was Molly who said you were burned to a crisp.”

“Looks like she fooled you.” Christine White sneered.

Leo Bort lowered his head, his face slightly embarrassed.

Yeah, Molly lied to him.

The daughter he’d grown up caring for with all his heart had lied to him through and through.

Not only had he cheated him out of his money and left him in the country, but he’d lied to him about Christine White’s death, or else could he have been so defenselessly captured and subjected to such agonizing torture?