Seize His Little Wife

“It’s in the operating room, I’m on my way over.” Ives Norton said as he pushed up his glasses.

Christine White then realized that he was wearing scrubs.

“So, no entrails have been taken yet?” Christine White asked.

Ives Norton shook his head, “Not yet, I figured you guys would be coming over for sure, so I haven’t started yet, otherwise it would be too scary, come on, let’s go to the operating room with me.”

Christine White exchanged a glance with Baird Lane, nodded at the same time, and followed him toward the operating room.

Upon arriving at the operating room, Christine White saw a person lying on the table as soon as she entered, but the person was covered with a white cloth, so tightly that she couldn’t see a face, only a human form.

Underneath that white cloth, that would be Molly Bort.

“Scared?” Baird Lane looked suddenly at Christine White.

Christine White stared intently at the operating table, nodding and shaking her head, “Some of it, after all, it would be a lie to say that I wasn’t scared to look at the dead with my own eyes, but at the same time, I was kinda excited, how about that, wasn’t I scary?”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of, Molly Bort didn’t die a bad death.” Ives Norton replied as he stood beside her.

Baird Lane glared at him as if to warn Ives Norton for robbing him of his words.

Ives Norton pretended not to see it, and continued to himself, “Lift it off.”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White answered, reaching out with a trembling hand and placing it on a corner of the white cloth.

Perhaps not yet mentally prepared, she hesitated to lift it, instead her hands shook even more.

Seeing this, Baird Lane also put out his hand and placed it on her trembling one, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll lift it with you.”

Christine White tilted her head, gave him a complicated look, and finally compromised, “Fine.”

As soon as the words fell from her lips, Baird Lane’s hand began to fire, taking control of her hand and lifting the white cloth from the operating table.

The white cloth was gone and the scene on the operating table was clearly revealed to the three.

Only Molly Bort was seen lying on it, her eyes wide open and dead.

Christine White was relieved to see such a Molly Bort.

Indeed, as Ives Norton said, the dead look isn’t feared, or even looked like a dead person.

But Molly Bort’s pale look, her cold skin, and her pupils, which had lost their luster and were thoroughly gray, showed that she was a dead person who had lost her breath and her heartbeat.

“How about I say it’s not scary.” Ives Norton smiled at Christine White.

Christine White hmmm’d, “Not as bloody and head-banging as I expected.”

Ives Norton smiled even more, “The death penalty now, it’s different than it used to be, and when it was delivered, I cleaned it up first, that’s why it got up to look like it died of natural causes.”

“That’s great!” Christine White suddenly uttered two words.

Baird Lane looked at her, “What a nice.”

“Of course it’s Molly Bort, it’s just as well that she’s dead, with her dead, my hatred is completely dropped.” Christine White said as she stared coldly at Molly Bort.

After two seconds, she suddenly crouched down and cried.

Ives Norton was taken aback by her acting like this, “How did she …”

“She’s happy, let her cry.” Baird Lane said as he blocked Ives Norton from going to pull her and just looked at her.

Ives Norton didn’t move when he heard that.

I don’t know how many levels of crying, Christine White gradually stopped crying and stood up from the ground, with two red eyes, looking at the two of them with an embarrassed smile, “I’m sorry for making you guys look at me funny.”

“No, can understand how you feel.” Ives Norton waved his hand.

Baird Lane reached straight out and used his thumb to wipe away the tears that remained below her eyelids, “Let’s get out of here and leave it to Ives.”

Christine White nodded and followed him out.

They went out and didn’t leave the operating room, they waited outside the operating room,

After waiting about two hours or so, the lights went out in the operating room.

Christine White then saw the door to the operating room open, and a nurse, pushing a cart, came out of it as fast as she could and ran off in one direction.

Christine White probably looked at the cart the same way, and although the cart was also covered by a layer of white cloth, the silhouette exposed underneath the white cloth appeared to be a few bottles and jars.

She guessed, approximately, that the jars and jars contained the organs removed from Molly Bort, and that the nurse, in such a hurry, would have been there to store them, or they would have been useless.

Soon, another nurse came out of it, pushing an object as well.

But this time it’s a push-bed, and on the trolley, covered by a white cloth, is the body of Molly Bort.

Christine White watched as the nurse carted the body, into the elevator and then suddenly let out a long breath, “My nightmare, finally, is over.”

“Congratulations.” Baird Lane stroked her head.

Christine White gave him a look, “Don’t think you can take advantage of me one way or the other just because my mind is on Molly Bort right now.”

Baird Lane smiled, “The fact that you didn’t stop me means that you do like me doing this to you don’t you?”

“Bullshit, I’m not.” Christine White bristled, not bothering to explain to him.

At that point, Ives Norton came out of the operating room and was removing his mask.

He was still a little surprised to see them, “You guys haven’t left yet.”

“Well, wait here.” Christine White said.

Ives Norton laughed, “Just as well, I was planning on coming to you guys, now that Molly Bort’s organs have gone for processing, I’ll give you a kidney in a week.”

The words, he said looking at Christine White.

Christine White touched her vaguely aching make-up and nodded, “Good.”

With a kidney, she can continue to live and continue to watch her little treasure grow up.

“Now that Molly Bort’s body has been taken to the morgue, what are you going to do with it?” Ives Norton asked them.

Even though it was the two of them, most of the eyes fell on Baird Lane.

Baird Lane lowered his eyelids, “What do you want to do about it?”

He had the idea in his own mind, but he was more interested in getting her opinion.

Christine White rubbed her chin in thought, “Send her to the crematorium to be cremated, I’ll prepare a plot for her, seeing as I have the same blood as her.”

It was the only, and last, care she ever took of Molly Bort as her sister.

Baird Lane nodded, “Okay, but I’ll prepare the graveyard.”

He’d thought the same thing at first, and now he couldn’t have been happier to hear that she thought the same way he did.

They really do still have an understanding.

“Whatever.” Christine White shrugged her shoulders.

She did not assume that Baird Lane meant to take care of Molly Bort and wanted to arrange a good afterlife for Molly Bort.

Even if it is, so what?

People are dead and she doesn’t care.

“Now that you’ve all decided, go sign the papers in a few minutes and I’ll contact the people at the funeral home.” Ives Norton said with a yawn.

Christine White agreed, which led her toward the office where the body was claimed.

Baird Lane was with her, naturally.

Ives Norton’s speed was evident when the two men signed the papers and the undertaker was already here.

Watching Molly Bort’s body being put in the funeral car, Christine White asked, “Where are you going to get the cemetery? It can’t be my mom’s place.”

Baird Lane smiled low, “No, I had Gates contact the mausoleum up north.”

“North?” Christine White raised an eyebrow, “The mausoleums in that part of the country aren’t very good, I heard there were landslides last year and some people’s ashes were washed out.”

“I know, just there, Molly Bort’s mother is there too, let’s have mother and daughter for company.” Baird Lane said lightly.

Christine White laughed, “So you’re getting back at her too.”

Baird Lane didn’t say a word, a sort of acquiescence.

That’s when the cell phone in Christine White’s bag rang.