Seize His Little Wife

There was a sudden silence on the phone for a few moments before Gates’ voice resumed, “Ma’am, I’ve figured out who you are.”

Christine White blushed slightly, “What are you talking about?”

“Ma’am, Furber has told me that you are the Christine White of the past, the mother of Bo, and I’m calling you this time for no other reason than to let you know that President Lane went into a coma after you left, and Dr. Tom has diagnosed that he is now regaining his memory. ”

Recovering memories?

Christine White’s grip on her cell phone tightened, “So?”

She acknowledged her identity.

Anyway, Fubuki had already said it, so there was no point in her continuing to hide it.

What’s more, even if Uncle Fu didn’t say anything about her identity, she wouldn’t be able to hide it for much longer.

It was inevitable that she would be recognized.

“So ma’am, when President Lane regains his memory, he will definitely come over to you and ask what really happened six years ago.” Gates replied.

Christine White sneered, “Fine, I’ll tell him all about it if he comes to ask, hopefully he’ll be able to handle it.”

With that, she simply cut the phone off.

This night, she didn’t sleep well.

Either dreaming about the acid incident last night or the fire six years ago.

She didn’t know why she dreamed about this, and when she woke up the next day, she woke up with two large dark circles under her eyelids, which she barely managed to cover up with a lot of concealer, but she couldn’t hide the exhaustion that was revealed in her eyes.

Arriving at the hospital, Ives Norton saw at once that she was in bad shape, poured a glass of water and asked, “Something bothering you?”

Christine White yawned, “No, just didn’t sleep well.”

Seeing that she didn’t want to talk about it, Ives Norton shrugged his shoulders and didn’t ask any more questions, “How was The Lane Family’s party for Bo last night?”

He wasn’t there last night because he had a very important surgery.

Christine White took a sip of water and replied, “It’s not bad, but something happened.”

“Yes?” Ives Norton raised an eyebrow.

Christine White put down her glass of water, “Molly Bort sent someone to blend in last night.”

“What?” Ives Norton’s volume rose.

Christine White hmmm’d and gave a brief rundown of last night’s events.

Ives Norton’s brows furrowed together as he listened, “It’s so defensible that she’d let someone throw acid at you.”

“Yeah, well, it’s the last thing anyone would have expected, and thankfully Baird Lane saved me.” Christine White rubbed the rim of her water glass with an uncertain look.

Ives Norton looked at her, “You guys aren’t hurt, are you?”

“No.” She shook her head.

Ives Norton breathed a sigh of relief, “I’m glad I’m not hurt.”

“But …” Christine White suddenly trailed off.

Ives Norton pushed his glasses up suspiciously, “What’s wrong?”

“I broke with Baird Lane.” Christine White laughed suddenly.

Ives Norton was surprised, “A break?”

“Well, he confessed his love to me last night, rejected him in front of everyone, and afterward told him plainly that I never loved him, and that all I did was tease his feelings, just to get him to fall in love with me, and then I was dumping him.” Christine White looked toward the back of her chair and made light of the situation.

Ives Norton wasn’t much surprised to hear that, “So that’s what I heard you say, that’s your way of getting back at Baird Lane.”

In fact, he felt that this way of hers was not really a form of revenge.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

It’s a prank at best.

In her mindset today, if she really wanted to get back at someone, she would surely do what she did to Molly Bort, not this to Baird Lane.

He could only say that she really still couldn’t let go in her heart, so she couldn’t be cruel enough to get back at Baird Lane, and could only use this method.

And with an approach like that, he figured Baird Lane wasn’t going to be blown away.

“That’s right, so I’ve decided that from now on, my grudge with Baird Lane is written off, and there will never be another relationship between us other than being Bo’s parents.” Christine White said in a misty voice as she lowered her eyes and looked at the clear water in her water glass.

Ives Norton however looked at her, “That being said, I don’t think Baird will ever let go of you, he fell in love with you without getting his memories back but in case his memories come back he’ll be even more unlikely to let go of you, you’re destined to be entangled again.”

At those words, Christine White suddenly thought of something, and her pupils fluttered slightly.

Ives Norton catches on and asks, “What’s wrong?”

Christine White pursed her lips, “Gates called me last night and told me that Baird Lane was in a coma and was regaining his memory.”

I don’t know if he’s awake now.

Ives Norton raised an eyebrow in surprise, “He’s actually regaining his memory already, so Christine you …”

“Okay, enough about that.” Christine White suddenly began to skirt the subject evasively, “Leo Bort did you get any results on your mating?”

Ives Norton knew that she deliberately didn’t want to talk about Baird Lane anymore, and with a secret sigh, he didn’t tear her down and replied down the line, “I was about to tell you today, but it turns out that you asked out for yourself, and the results of his mating came back, and it wasn’t a good match.”

“I knew it.” Christine White wasn’t surprised by the answer, because it had been expected and she was prepared for it.

She rubbed her temples, “Actually, I’m quite lucky that Leo Bort didn’t match with me, although I don’t know medicine, I also know that human organs also have a life span, Leo Bort is so old, even if his kidney matches with me, that kidney won’t be able to manage for the rest of my life, and I will have to look for a new one when the organ’s life span expires, troublesome. ”

“You’re right too, but wasn’t the reason I mated Leo Bort a temporary thing, after all, your kidneys won’t last much longer, it’s all up to Molly Bort now.” Ives Norton sighs.

Christine White didn’t speak anymore.

Now Molly Bort is nowhere to be found.

After a while Christine White suddenly stood up, “Okay Ives, enough about that, I’m going to go see Hugh Dong.”

“Go on, I’ll hold the door for you.” Ives Norton stood up as well.

Christine White, however, shook her head, “No need, Gates already knows my real identity, it’s Fubo who told him, so even if Baird Lane doesn’t regain his memory in the end, Gates will tell him that I’m Christine White, and there’s no need to hide my identity, that’s it .”

With that, she turned and walked out of the office, heading for the hospitalization wing.

It was her current appointment with Ives Norton to come and see Hugh Dong once a day until Hugh Dong woke up.

That’s why she came over to the hospital early this morning.

Walking into Hugh Dong’s hospital room, Christine White pulled over a chair and sat on the edge of the bed as she had done yesterday, took his hand and began to talk to him.

She talked a lot yesterday, said everything that needed to be said, and now she just had to talk about last night.

However, as soon as she spoke of last night’s acid incident, she suddenly felt a not-so-great force coming from her hand.

She looked down and saw Hugh Dong’s thin, bony hand unexpectedly close up and take hers.

At the sight, Christine White nearly screamed with excitement and hurriedly rang the bedside call bell with her other hand.

After pressing, she stared at Hugh Dong’s face with burning eyes, and the hand held by Hugh Dong was trembling uncontrollably.

“Hugh Dong… Are you waking up?” Christine White asked, softening her voice as much as she could, expectantly.

This was the first time she had ever seen Hugh Dong react with her own eyes; in the past she had always heard from Ives Norton and had never seen it with her own eyes, so she had always been quite sorry.

“What’s wrong?” At that moment, several doctors and nurses, led by Ives Norton, opened the door to the room and walked in.

Christine White held up Hugh Dong’s hand and showed them, “Hugh Dong is reacting, he’s grabbing my hand.”