Seize His Little Wife

“Not really, it depends on luck, maybe it will all come back after a while, maybe it won’t, it’s impossible to say.” Dr. Tom explained.

Baird Lane was reticent for a few seconds, “I see, then I’ll trouble you, Dr. Tom.”

“Okay, Dr. Norton just told me about some of the memories you’ve forgotten, and I’m going to guide you based on those memories you’ve forgotten, so let’s get started now.”

At those words, Dr. Tom pulled an antiquated pocket watch from his pocket and waved it in front of Baird Lane’s eyes.

Soon, Baird Lane felt that drowsy feeling again.

Christine White is the one who came back after he fell asleep.

Ives Norton looked at her, “If he were to, in a moment, actually regain his memory, he would surely recognize, immediately, that you are Christine White.”

Christine White smiled a little without changing her face, “Not necessarily, didn’t you just hear Dr. Tom say that his memories might not all come back.”

“That being said, yes, even if all of his memories won’t come back, what if the parts that do come back just happen to remember that they once loved you?” Ives Norton added.

Christine White’s eyelids drooped, her long lashes hiding the look in her eyes for a moment before she spoke, “So what? Should I be moved?”

“You.” Ives Norton shook his head and

Christine White walked over to the bed and sat down, looking at Bo without saying anything more.

I don’t know how long it was, but Dr. Tom put the pocket watch down.

Christine White inquired, “How is he doing?”

“He’s still in the past and won’t wake up for a while.” Dr. Tom said as he wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead.

Christine White handed him a tissue, “Tough on you Dr. Tom.”

“It’s okay, you’re my employer, it’s only right that I work for you.” Dr. Tom smiled amiably.

Ives Norton then took him to the next suite to rest.

Christine White stood right in front of Baird Lane, staring at his face for a long time, and when she saw his eyelashes flutter a few times, she was startled to realize that he was going to wake up, and rushed for the door.

Baird Lane opened his eyes to see a familiar back disappearing into the doorway.

But the back was so fast he didn’t get a good look at it, only that it looked a lot like someone, Christine Camp.

Could it be her?

Just as he was thinking about it, the door opened and Ives Norton walked in, seeing Baird Lane with a quick glint in his eye, “Yo, woke up.”

“There’s someone else in the suite?” Baird Lane asked, staring into his face.

Ives Norton raised his eyebrows, “Who are you talking about?”

“I just saw a woman that looked like Christine Camp,” Lu Han said, still staring at him.

Ives Norton pushed up his glasses, “No, Christine wasn’t here, you’re looking at it wrong, aren’t you? Or did you think of her and got misty-eyed?”

“Christine Camp really isn’t here?” Baird Lane was a little disbelieving.

“Sure, search if you don’t believe me, or you can call her and ask where she is.” Ives Norton shrugged his shoulders at him, unfazed.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “No, maybe I was wrong.”

“Since it was a misreading, no, by the way, how’s your memory coming back?” Ives Norton asked.

In the next room, Christine White was also staring intently at the monitor, both hands involuntarily clenched together, and a nervousness she didn’t even know she had surfaced in her eyes.

Then Baird Lane shook his head, “No.”

“What?” Ives Norton froze, “You’re telling me that your memory hasn’t returned?”

“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane grimaced.

Ives Norton couldn’t believe it, “Really nothing at all?”

“No.” Baird Lane returned impatiently.

“How is this possible!” Ives Norton was a little panicked, “Didn’t Dr. Tom say that even if all of your memories wouldn’t be restored, at least some would be.”

Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, “I don’t know, but my memory, indeed, hasn’t returned at all.”

“No, I’m going to ask Dr. Tom.” Ives Norton felt something wasn’t quite right and darted out of the room.

Baird Lane didn’t stay in the room much longer for fear of disturbing Bo, and after leaning over and gently kissing Bo on the forehead, he too went out of the room.

Christine White took in the scene where he kissed Bo with a slightly complicated look in her eyes.

Whether a person likes it or not can be seen from his behavioral actions.

Baird Lane’s careful movements and tender expression when he kissed little baby were enough to show that he really loved little baby.

Thinking about it, Christine White tightened her grip, a decision already in her mind.

She then picked up her cell phone and called Baird Lane over.

When the call went through, she half covered her lips and lowered her voice, “I saw it all.”

“What?” Baird Lane frowned.

Christine White stared at Bo’s sleeping face on the monitor, “I saw you just kiss Bo.”

“Hmm?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, “There’s surveillance in the room?”

He immediately thought of the reason.

Christine White grunted coldly, “Of course I did, I’m worried about Bao, what’s wrong with installing surveillance?”

“I’m Bo’s father, I’m not going to do anything to Bo, your worries, they’re unwarranted.” Baird Lane said with an unpleasant face.

Anyone who knows they are being monitored is not happy.

Christine White bristled, “So what if you’re little baby’s father, you’ve never been involved in little baby’s birth, little baby’s growth, and suddenly you learn that you’ve got another child, who knows if you have any feelings for little baby.”

“Whether there are feelings or not, didn’t you just see it? If you think I don’t have feelings for Bao, then you don’t speak to me now in such a calm, acidic tone.” Baird Lane was faintly sarcastic with her.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Christine White wasn’t angry either, and after rolling her eyes, she got serious, “Well, I didn’t call over here to argue with you, I just saw your feelings for little baby, and how you’ve improved little baby’s condition, so I’ve decided to let little baby follow you for the time being.”

“What do you mean?” Baird Lane stood up from the couch in a flash, “You mean, for me to bring Bo back to The Lane Family?”

“Not bad, I’m going to make a big move next, it’s inconvenient for little baby to stay by my side, so I’ll let little baby follow you, take good care of him for me or else, I’ll definitely not let you go.” Christine White threatened.

Baird Lane pressed down his inner joy and said lightly on his face, “He’s my son, of course I’ll take care of him.”

“I hope so, but I don’t like the idea of you bringing Bao back to your filthy villa, I want you to bring Bao back to The Lane Family’s old mansion and arrange for Aunt Lucy to go there as well, I can only really feel at ease with Fubuki and Aunt Lucy by Bao’s side, plus I forbid Ann Lane from stepping foot in the old mansion. ” Christine White said coldly.

She had arranged everything for the little treasure in a clear and proper manner.

Baird Lane, of course, had no objections, but made one condition, “I want to get Bo on The Lane Family genealogy and officially recognize his ancestors.”

“Of course you can do that, Little Treasure is a child of The Lane Family, not to mention, Little Treasure is going to inherit The Lane Family in the future.” Christine White replied rightfully.

The corners of Baird Lane’s mouth quirked in an inaccessible way.

Somehow, he was clearly supposed to resent people like her who thought about The Lane Family’s property all the time.

Inside, however, he didn’t feel the slightest bit of revulsion, and instead, he still felt a bit amused.

But Baird Lane didn’t think much of it, and asked the one question that had always been on his mind, “Since Bo and I have now recognized each other, and you’ve agreed to let Bo return to The Lane Family, you should be able to tell me what Bo’s name is, right?”