Seize His Little Wife

“It’s really true, come on, start checking immediately!” Ives Norton commanded in a booming voice.

As soon as his words fell, the other doctors and nurses immediately stepped forward and formed a circle around the hospital bed.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Christine White didn’t leave either, because Hugh Dong had her still in his grip.

A half-hour-long inspection finally came to an end.

Hugh Dong’s hand also let go on its own a few minutes ago, as there was no more strength left.

Christine White was finally able to move her hands, which were numb from his grip, and walked over to Ives Norton to inquire, “How’s it going?”

“Good news, Hugh Dong’s brain cells are more active and the brain’s control over his body, is starting to come back, which means it’s getting closer and closer to the time when he’ll wake up.” Ives Norton replied as he wrote on his chart binder.

Christine White smiled happily, “That’s good, that’s good.”

“By the way, what did you tell him so that his hand could grab you?” Ives Norton put down his pen.

Christine White didn’t hide anything from him, and briefly told him what she had said to Hugh Dong.

Ives Norton sighed emotionally as he listened, “You really are his deepest obsession, and the only times he’s reacted have had to do with you yet.”

“But I …” Christine White looked guiltily toward the hospital bed.

She always knew Hugh Dong had feelings for her.

But she was not destined to respond to him, any more than she was destined to respond to Ives Norton.

She wouldn’t be with Ives Norton, let alone Hugh Dong, when she and Ives Norton are still just friends.

She’s kinda Hugh Dong’s ex-sister-in-law.

“I know what you’re trying to say.” Ives Norton put a hand on Christine White’s shoulder and whispered reassuringly, “It’s okay, when Hugh Dong wakes up, I’m sure he’ll let it go, just like I did.”

He’s figured out now that love isn’t something you have to get, and that you can choose to let go.

His understanding of love is that he wants the one he loves, to be happy, more than having to be together.

“Ives …” Christine White froze and looked at the man in front of her.

Ives Norton put his hand down, “Well, enough about that, you’re tired too, go back and rest, Hugh Dong is fine here for now, you can just come back tomorrow.”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded, then turned to leave.

After leaving the hospital, instead of going back to her apartment, she went straight to the office, having a meeting to attend.

By the time the meeting was over, it was almost noon.

Lisa suddenly knocked on the door and came in with a somewhat complicated look, “Superintendent, President Lane is coming over.”

At the sound of Baird Lane, Christine White’s sip of tea jerked and her eyes flashed, “Where is he?”

“Outside.” Lisa pointed out the office door.

Christine White closed her eyes, “Let him in.”

She knew that what was coming, was always coming.

Yesterday Gates had said again that Baird Lane was going to regain her memory, and that whether or not all of her memory would come back, even if it was only partially, Baird Lane would definitely come to her when she woke up.

So she was always prepared.

Now is the time to face this moment.

“Okay, I’ll go get President Lane in here.” Lisa answered and turned to head out of the office.

The next moment, the sound of crisp footsteps resumed, not Lisa’s high heels, but the steady sound of men’s leather shoes.

The voice, one at a time, felt like it was stepping on her heart, causing the body to tense up.

Christine White raised her eyes to the source of the voice, and the first thing that struck her was a pair of long, strong thighs, and up those thighs was Baird Lane’s handsome face with self-condemnation written on it, and eyes that overflowed with love.

When he was like this, Christine White didn’t need to open her mouth to ask, she already understood that his memories had not only recovered some, but all of them, and he remembered all of the past they had had.

“Why?” Baird Lane came to a stop in front of Christine White, the knot in his throat sliding slightly as he asked in a hoarse voice, “If you’re still alive, why didn’t you tell me back then, and why are you hiding your identity now that you’re back?”

Christine White was a little sour in her heart by these two questions of his, she raised her head slightly, as if she was suppressing something, and then coldly returned, “Why don’t I tell you? Do you think I don’t want to? What did you do when I wanted to tell me that I didn’t die in that fire? You got Molly Bort to stay with you, to live in the cottage!”

Baird Lane’s thin lips quivered, “It wasn’t like that, I did it then for a reason.”

“Doesn’t matter.” Christine White suddenly laughed a little, but the smile didn’t reach the bottom of her eyes, “No matter what the reason is, I don’t want to hear about it, after all, it’s been six long years since the incident happened, I don’t want to know about it for a long time, and as for the fact that you have just asked me again why I hid my identity when I came back, it’s because I want to take revenge on you guys ah.”

Baird Lane dropped his eyes, “You hate me!”

He sounded very sure.

Christine White propped her head up and looked at him languidly, “It’s obvious isn’t it? Whether it’s me talking to you using the vest that is Little Treasure’s mother, or last night, I clearly told you that I hate you!”

“Why?” Baird Lane locked eyes with her, “Because I picked up Molly Bort at the cottage back then?”

“That’s only one of the reasons, isn’t it, the other reason is that when I was burned beyond recognition by the fire, when I was struggling to get back as good as new and live, you forgot about me and wanted to marry Molly Bort, what’s the difference between your behavior, which is the same as betraying me and abandoning me, and why don’t I hate that, do you think?”

Christine White’s eyes were red, with tears of hate in them.

Baird Lane watched, his heart pumping up, wanting to reach out and take her into his arms.

In fact, he did so, but before he could touch her, she fought to slap him away.

She didn’t want him to touch her!

Realizing this, Baird Lane paled for an instant, and his outstretched hand, too, stopped so stiffly in mid-air for a moment before he lowered it.

“I wasn’t trying to forget you on purpose, I just believed you were dead at the time and forgot for a moment when I couldn’t accept it, I’m sorry.” Baird Lane apologized.

Christine White’s heart wasn’t so much refreshed as it was complicated when she looked at him so humbled.

“I don’t want your sorry, it’s long since been said and broken between us, so your sorry will just be worthless.” Christine White clenched her palms and forced herself to be cold.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “I know, I’m sorry for all this, and I’ll make up for it twice as much in the future, but what I’m here today, and what I want to know the most, is what really happened to you back then, and what exactly do you mean when you say that you were burned by a fire twice, and that your face is still completely disfigured?”

“You want to know?” Christine White narrowed her eyes.

Baird Lane nods.

“Okay, so I’ll tell you about the first fire, the one at the industrial park, when we were evacuating, Molly Bort pushed me out of the car and told the driver to drive off, and I was left in the fire like that, but luckily there was a lake at the time, and I jumped in and escaped.” Christine White downplayed the situation.

It’s as if she’s talking about this, not as if she’s personally experienced it, but as if she’s telling a trivial little story.

But to Baird Lane’s ears, it surged with murderous intent.

How dare you!

Molly Bort how dare she!

“Christine…” Baird Lane stopped thinking about whether Christine White wanted to or not, and went straight up to her and hugged her so tightly that it seemed like he was trying to rub it into his bones and blood.

Christine White didn’t expect him to come hard and subconsciously struggled, but after the more she struggled and the tighter he held her, she simply gave up.

And she also felt that his hands, which were holding her, were actually trembling.

“Are you afraid?” Christine White asked suddenly.