Seize His Little Wife

“It’s true, I saw it with my own eyes.” With that, Ives Norton glanced at the surveillance again.

This look made his whole body jump, “No?”

“What’s wrong?” Christine White asked busily.

Ives Norton was slurring his words with excitement, “Little … Little Bo he …”

Hearing that it was about Bo, Christine White tensed, “What’s wrong with Bo? Tell me!”

“Po he spoke!” Ives Norton said this, almost yelling.

On the other end of the phone, Christine White was dumbfounded, stunned by this huge surprise, and could not react for a long time, with only one sentence in her head: Xiaobao, spoke!

“This … Is this true?” Christine White spat this out with difficulty as she came back to her senses.

Ives Norton nodded heavily, “It’s true, Christine, it’s true!”

He’s got audio surveillance, he hears everything that’s said in the room.

He heard very clearly that Po’s did speak.

Hmmm … It couldn’t really be described as speech, it just made a syllable, and he couldn’t hear exactly what that syllable was.

But Po could make a sound, and that was nothing short of delightful.

“Great, pleasing, Ives, what did Bo say?” On the other end of the phone, Christine White shed tears of excitement and couldn’t wait to ask.

Ives Norton scratched his head, “I don’t know what Po said, Po just made a noise and now he’s not moving again.”

“This way ah …” At those words, Christine White suddenly calmed down, and her tone couldn’t help but be laced with some loss.

She had thought that Po had spoken literally.

“Christine, do you want to come over?” Ives Norton inquired of her.

Christine White slowly sat back down, “No, wait until Baird Lane is gone.”

She sent Baird Lane to see Bo just to see if Bo would still react.

She had only been playing with the idea of trying it out.

Little did she know that Baird Lane would actually work, and as soon as he went, he made Bo make a noise, which made her both happy and a little jealous at the same time.

It’s a wonder her heart doesn’t flood when she puts so much effort into not being able to get Bo to respond and Baird Lane does as soon as she goes.

“Okay, then I’ll contact you when he’s gone.” Ives Norton nodded.

Christine White hmmmed and hung up the phone.

Ives Norton put down his cell phone and went back to watching the surveillance.

In the time since then, Po has not responded.

Baird Lane came out of his room after putting Bo to sleep and frowned when he saw the screen displayed on the computer in front of Ives Norton, his brow furrowed and his tone displeased, “You’re spying on me?”

“I wasn’t spying on you, I was just trying to keep tabs on Bao, and you did surprise me, Bao actually responded when you arrived.” Ives Norton said as he exported the surveillance and made a video to keep.

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“Because I’m Bo’s father, and he reacts to me, of course.” Baird Lane pulled back his chair and sat down, speaking faintly.

But Ives Norton heard the braggadocio and smugness in his words and bristled, “Bo’s mom said you can come see Bo at this time every day for the rest of the year.”

“She really said that?” Baird Lane looked slightly surprised.

Ives Norton nodded, “Yes, she did say that, and I told her about you just making Bo react, so that’s what she decided.”

Baird Lane pursed his lips, “I see.”

“Besides, Dr. Tom is arriving tomorrow afternoon, so you can come here and get your brain fixed in the meantime.” Ives Norton nodded his head.

Baird Lane eyed him dangerously, “Cure your brain?”

That was said as if there was something wrong with his brain.

Just because he did have something put in his head doesn’t mean, he’s an idiot.

Ives Norton also knew that his words had upset Baird Lane, shrugged his shoulders, not caring, and continued, “When Dr. Tom has cured your brain, your memory, too, should slowly return, are you ready for that?”

“Ready for what?” Baird Lane frowned.

Ives Norton smiled a little enigmatically, “Something that might break you in preparation, well, you can go.”

He gave his expulsion order.

Baird Lane wanted to ask for clarification, but Ives Norton had already closed his computer and gotten up to head toward Bo’s room.

Baird Lane watched his back, his eyes flashing before he left the suite.

As soon as he left, Ives Norton poked his head out of the room to make sure he was indeed gone before sending a message to Christine White.

Christine White saw the message he’d sent, pushed off the rest of the meeting, grabbed her car keys and headed this way to the hotel.

She had thought she had come to hear Po make a noise as well.

As a result, Little Bo was actually put to sleep by Baird Lane.

She had no choice but to wait here, waiting for little baby to wake up.

It was a wait, and it was night.

When Bo wakes up, Christine White notices that he does have some changes, his eyes being the most obvious.

Before, she had seen Bo with dull, gray eyes, but now, she noticed that they were not so dull, and it was all because Baird Lane had come.

It seems that Baird Lane has had more of an impact on Bo than she could have ever imagined.

Christine White stayed at the hotel with Bo all night until almost dawn.

Dr. Tom got off the plane just after 9:00 a. m. and was met by Christine White herself.

After picking up the plane, he took the person to the hotel to get settled again before going back to work.

By 2:00 p. m., Dr. Tom was rested and went to the hotel suite where Bo was staying and began to diagnose him.

Christine White was there too, it was but two o’clock, Baird Lane wouldn’t be back until four o’clock, and she wasn’t in any hurry to leave, wanting to see Bo’s diagnosis.

“Dr. Tom, how’s it going?” Christine White inquired in fluent English.

Dr. Tom lowered the small flashlight in his hand, “It’s going better than I thought, I thought it was bad when I heard you on the phone earlier, but it doesn’t seem so now.”

“Actually it’s all thanks to one person.” Ives Norton spoke up, then he took his phone out and pulled up a video, “Look Dr. Tom, this is Bo’s father, his presence is what made Bo react.”

“Oh?” Dr. Tom became interested and brought his phone over, watching the video intently.

Christine White chimed in, also watching for the first time.

Seeing the video of Bao winking and vocalizing to Baird Lane, seeing Baird Lane unloading his body full of ice and coldness to hug Bao like a normal father, she had some mixed feelings and some heavy feelings, so heavy that she didn’t know what to say.

Perhaps it was a mistake from the beginning for her to keep Baird Lane from knowing about Bo’s existence and to keep them from meeting as father and son.

She had asked Bo before, asking him if he wanted a daddy, and he said he didn’t, and then she believed him.

In hindsight, maybe at that point, Bo knew she had a hatred for Baird Lane and that’s why she said she didn’t want it, and she, as Bo’s mom, actually didn’t notice it at all.

Also, kids want both parents, so how can they really want to be without a dad or a mom.

She’s wrong, she’s not a certified mom …

Feeling the self-loathing radiating from the woman beside him, Ives Norton tapped her on the shoulder, “What’s on your mind?”

“It’s fine.” Christine White barely squeezed the corners of her mouth, “I was just thinking that I should thank Aunt Lucy for telling Baird Lane that Po was Baird Lane’s son, or Po wouldn’t have gotten better.”

“That’s right.” Ives Norton nodded, then asked, “I’m sure Baird Lane will be indispensable for Bao’s treatment in the future, so are you really going to keep avoiding it?”