Seize His Little Wife

He’s showing the same emotions now as he did last night.

He was like that last night, in fear.

Last night she could have assumed that there was some other reason for his fear, that it couldn’t be because of her, but now, she couldn’t fool herself, he was just afraid that something would happen to her.

“Why bother?” Christine White willed Baird Lane not to answer and suddenly sighed.

Baird Lane continued to gather his arms around her and finally spoke, “If you escaped that fire, why didn’t you come back, why didn’t you contact me, at that time, before I brought Molly Bort back to the cottage.”

“By that time I had passed out from the lake, how was I supposed to contact you? When I woke up, I learned that you were close to the walk.” Christine White looked across the room, expressionless.

Baird Lane was silent for a moment and then asked, “Who saved you?”

“It’s my brother.”

“Bess Camp?”

“It’s him!” Christine White hmmm’d.

Baird Lane’s eyes glinted.

No wonder Bess Camp had been so concerned about her in the first place, even coming to see him at The Lane Family, so he must have been spying for her.

Despite his heartache, Baird Lane was grateful that Bess Camp showed up in the industrial area at the time and saved Christine White just in time.

“What about the second fire?” Baird Lane let go of Christine White a little and looked down at her icy face.

Christine White lowered her eyes and sneered, “The second fire was on the day you brought Molly Bort back to the villa, when I found out about it I went back to the villa and tried to find you but ran into Molly Bort, who knocked me unconscious and shipped me out, locked me up in a crappy building on the outskirts of the city, and then poured gasoline on me and tried to burn me alive, and it was only because Bess Camp showed up even though I wasn’t dead.”

Upon hearing this, Baird Lane’s pupils plummeted.

Surprisingly, that was the day!

“I didn’t die, but that fire also destroyed my face.”

At that, Christine White pushed him away and fished up her blouse in front of him, pointing to the large scar on her waist and stomach, her voice emotionless, “See this scar? That’s what the fire left behind, and if it weren’t for Dr. Pitre, my face would be just as ugly as this scar right now.”

Baird Lane’s head exploded and his eyes went crimson as he stared dead at the scar on her waist and stomach.

Such a large scar was so shocking to look at, one could only imagine the heat of the fire she was in, the desperation and pain of being swept away by it.

And he wasn’t around when she was engulfed in flames, and most ridiculously, he was the one who delivered the arsonist to her in person.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

If he hadn’t brought Molly Bort to the cottage that day, she wouldn’t have fallen into Molly Bort’s hands and been burned by the fire one more time.

It’s him. He’s a murderer too!

No wonder she hated him, she deserved it!

“I’m sorry, I really don’t know about all this!” Baird Lane clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out, showing how strong his inner turmoil was, at this moment.

Christine White put down her clothes with a bland ease, “Don’t you know that now? So I swore that as long as I could survive that fire, I’d absolutely double back what I’d suffered, including you Baird Lane, but then I changed my mind later on, and seeing as you’re the baby’s father, I won’t double back on you, but …”

Her eyes stared, “But I also want to make you lose face into the face, taste the taste of abandonment, but from last night, it seems that I didn’t do enough, my heart is still soft after all, but I also figured out, since you can make little baby get better, I won’t retaliate against you, and the two of us from now on, we don’t owe each other anything.”

“You want to draw a line in the sand with me?” Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Christine White looked at him, “That’s right, do you think we can go back in time, nowadays?”

“Why not? It’s you I’ve always loved, and I never touched Molly Bort during my marriage to her, and you’re the only one I’ve ever had.” Baird Lane grabbed her by the shoulders and fretted.

Baird Lane froze slightly, looking at the man in front of him with some incredulity.

I can’t believe he didn’t touch Molly Bort?

For a moment there was some joy in Christine White’s heart, but it was soon, again, suppressed by herself.

“So what? Things haven’t been that simple between us for a long time, and even if you hadn’t touched Molly Bort, but do you think that we could really still be together without any distractions?” Christine White said.

Baird Lane tightened his hands, “Of course we can, because we still have feelings don’t we?”

“Feelings aren’t absolute, and even if they were, there are too many grudges mixed in between us for it to have been possible for a long time, and the world is full of examples of people who love each other but can’t be together again.” Christine White removed his hand on her shoulder.

Baird Lane bites up on the back seat of his teeth, “They’re them, we’re us, and they’re not like us.”

“Nothing different.” Christine White looked away.

Baird Lane spoke in a hushed voice, “What about Po? Do you want Po to not have a complete family?”

“You are Bao’s father and I am Bao’s mother, Bao doesn’t lack parents so it doesn’t matter if he has a complete family or not because I won’t fail to love him and he is the only child I have in this life.” Christine White replied.

Baird Lane didn’t expect her to be so stubborn, and his eyes became dark, “So after all, you still won’t go back with me, is that it?”

“I am no longer your wife for a long time, the moment you announced my death, the moment you canceled my account, our marriage has come to an end, nowadays I am just Christine Camp, do you understand?” Christine White looked at him seriously.

Baird Lane closes his eyes and opens them again with nothing but determination in his eyes, “I don’t get it, it doesn’t matter if you’re Christine Camp or Christine White, you’re just my Baird Lane’s wife and mommy to Bo, the three of us have always been a family and only a family. ”

“You want to come on strong?” Christine White frowned.

Baird Lane rubbed his temples, “I’ll re-pursue you and if you still don’t relent I’ll come back strong Christine White, I once said that after I fell in love with you you’d only be mine for the rest of your life so I’ll never allow you to walk away from me.”

She’d been gone for six years, and he wasn’t going to let her go for a second six.

Listening to this domineering oath from Baird Lane, Christine White was not untouched in her heart, but there was some resistance, “So after all, you still want to come on strong.”

“You didn’t want me to come strong, so you should have promised me earlier to come back with me and we remarried.” Baird Lane said, “I still have my wedding ring, and the scarf you knitted for me, which I have kept.”

Scarf …

A flash of memory crossed Christine White’s eyes.

The scarf he was talking about was the one she had knitted for him that year to give him as a birthday present, I think.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t even delivered it yet and something had happened to her.

“What do you keep things like that for? Didn’t you forget about my mom? Why do you keep it?” Christine White half-mocked, half-pursued.

Baird Lane suddenly smiled, “Because I like it.”

That said, he didn’t know why he did that at the time.

Obviously all forgotten about her, but still can’t lose what she left behind.

“Meh, so what if I like it, liking can’t last a lifetime.” Christine White murmured with dull eyes.

She then took a breath and pointed toward the door, “President Lane, it’s time for you to go.”

Baird Lane frowned.

He didn’t really want to leave, but looking at her, he knew she needed to calm down at the moment.

“Okay, I’ll go first, but I still say I won’t give up on you, and now that you’ve resurfaced, I’m going to get you back to me.”

After saying that, Baird Lane walked towards the door and reached the doorway but suddenly stopped again, “Although you said you didn’t want to know why I brought Molly Bort back to the cottage back then, I’m going to tell you that I was trying to get you a new kidney, and that Molly Bort’s was a match for you!”

“What?” Christine White was shaken.