Seize His Little Wife

So thought Christine White, and in the next instant vetoed it.

She had only rejected him in front of so many people and embarrassed him, how could he be afraid of something happening to her.

He’s lucky he doesn’t hate her.

Christine White closed her eyes at the thought, “President Lane, you go back, I’m leaving.”Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

When she finished, she pulled open the door and got in the car.

Instead of going back, however, Baird Lane went around the front of the car, pulled open the passenger door and got in.

Christine White saw this and was surprised, “President Lane, what are you doing?”

“You’re being watched, I don’t feel comfortable going back alone, I’ll drive you.” Baird Lane said back faintly while fastening his seatbelt.

Christine White’s lips moved twice, “President Lane, you know I’m being watched, and you’re not afraid of being implicated by me if you follow me here?”

“I’m more worried about something happening to you.” Baird Lane looked her in the eye.

His eyes were so serious, he was genuinely worried about something happening to her.

Christine White’s pupils fluttered twice, “Why?”

“Don’t you realize? I love you.” Baird Lane’s thin lips parted.

Christine White lowered her eyelids slightly, “Love? Quite a ridiculous word.”

“You don’t believe me?” Baird Lane frowned.

Christine White laughed out, “Why should I believe you? It was because I believed in this thing called love back then that I ended up like that, if it wasn’t for the fact that I was saved even though I was saved, I would have been buried in that fire long ago, and it’s funny how that man who claimed to love me had no idea what I went through.”

Hearing her words full of resentment, Baird Lane’s heart is very bad, and even surged a strong self-reproach.

“That man … Who is it?” Baird Lane asked with a slightly blocked voice.

Christine White tilted her head slightly and took a breath, “What does this have to do with you President Lane?”

“I want to know exactly what you’ve been through in the past.” Baird Lane said.

Christine White gave a mockingly soft snort, “What’s the point of knowing? You can still make it up to me?”

“If you want, of course I …”

“Forget it, I don’t want your amends and you can’t make them up.” Christine White looked ahead, expressionless.

How could he heal this heart of hers, which was already full of holes.

“President Lane, get out of the car.” Christine White gave her eviction order.

Baird Lane sat unmoving, “I said I’d take you back.”

“I don’t need to!” Christine White turned her head to look at him, determination written all over her gaze.

Baird Lane was unfazed, “Whether you need it or not is your business, whether I deliver it or not is my business, drive.”

Christine White laughed at his rascality, “President Lane, why do you bother? Why do you need to send me, you should hate me shouldn’t you?”

“What do you mean?” Baird Lane frowned.

Christine White pointed out the window, “Meaning, don’t you hate me for humiliating you by rejecting you in front of all those people?”

Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “If that’s what you mean, it’s true I don’t mean to hate you, I’m not importantly small minded like that, it’s your prerogative to accept or reject.”

Hearing this, Christine White was slightly stunned, “You really don’t hate me?”

“I never hated you.” Baird Lane told her seriously.

Christine White’s lips pursed, “So what if I said that I knew all along that you were going to confess your love for me at the party, and I decided long ago to embarrass you by rejecting you at the party.”

Baird Lane’s eyes deepened, “Fubar told you?”

Christine White didn’t answer.

Baird Lane pinched the bridge of his nose, “It would seem so, but I still say it’s your right to accept or reject, it’s just that I’d like to know why you want me to lose face, and what was the meaning of that quick look in your eyes when you rejected me then?”

He’d seen it clearly then, and she did have a flash of pleasure in her eyes after she’d rejected him.

Christine White didn’t expect her eyes to be caught by Baird Lane at that moment, and for a moment was a little weak.

She averted her eyes slightly and said in a mock icy voice, “Nothing, that’s what I wanted to do anyway.”

“In the world, there’s no such thing as unprovoked behavior, and I’m sure there’s a reason for every behavior, and since you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t force you, but I want to know if you have feelings for me or not.”

As he asked this, Baird Lane reached out and cupped her chin, turning her face back so that she could only look at him.

Christine White slapped his hand away with a showy frown, “No, I’ve never had feelings for you, not one ounce, is that answer satisfactory to you, President Lane?”

Baird Lane’s pupils contracted violently and his heart pumped.

He clenched his fists and his voice became a little hoarse, “I don’t believe it!”

“Believe it or not as you like, anyway Baird Lane, I’ll tell you the truth, I’ve never had feelings for you, call you Baird, but it’s just teasing you, usually treat you if you’re not, but also just want you to have feelings for me, when you fall in love with me, I’ll just kick you, how fun is this game. ”

Christine White smiled a sneer.

Baird Lane’s heart ached even more as he listened to her, one eye reddening, “So you’re just playing with my emotions?”

“Or what? You think I’m really interested in you? Ridiculous as hell, I’ve long since stopped believing in love, how could I possibly still touch it, Baird Lane, you’re a lot more fun than I thought you were going to be.” Christine White finished coldly, reaching out to unbuckle his seatbelt, then probing to open his car door.

But the moment she probed, Baird Lane suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly in his embrace, then lifted her chin and lowered his head for a hard kiss.

As if trying to discipline her, Baird Lane kissed her extremely hard, as if he were trying to suck her tongue out as well.

Christine White hadn’t expected him to do that, and for a moment they were both a little frozen for a while.

“Well …” She fought, trying to push the man away.

Yet as if he had known she would do this, the man wrapped his arms around her so she couldn’t move a muscle.

In the end Christine White, in a moment of desperation, took a vicious bite out of Baird Lane’s tongue.

Baird Lane stopped and released her lips, his eyes darkening as he looked at her.

But Christine White didn’t dare meet his eyes, and after a heavy wipe of her lips, she slid his door open and pushed him out of the car.

She didn’t use a lot of force, she knew that his head had only just been operated on and wasn’t all the way healed yet, he couldn’t afford to fall.

So half the force was used, and she was only slightly relieved to see him steady as he got out of the car, closed the door, and drove off with one step on the gas.

Baird Lane stood still and watched the back of her distant car, his head suddenly aching with a dull ache as an image began to flash through his mind like a walking light.

There were so many images coming up in his mind that Baird Lane couldn’t control them to stop even if he wanted to, it was as if those images were suddenly force-fed to him, making his head ache as if it was about to explode, and his face was white and bloodless.

In the end he was unable to hold on any longer, grabbing his hair with both hands and letting out a low growl as he collapsed.

“President Lane!” and the moment Baird Lane fell to the ground, Gates ran out of the old mansion, caught him and helped him back to the old mansion.

Soon, the family doctor and Dr. Tom both arrived at Baird Lane’s room.

Uncle Fu was watching worriedly and anxiously from the sidelines, and little baby was sitting on his lap, continuing to play with the Rubik’s Cube as if he didn’t know what was going on.

But if you look closely at the callbacks, you can notice that Po’s movements in twisting the Rubik’s Cube are quite a bit slower than usual.

“Doctor, how is President Lane?” Gates inquired when he saw the family doctor stop his examination.