Seize His Little Wife

“It doesn’t matter, it won’t be long before I’m in the middle anyway, now it’s just a little early.” Baird Lane said without changing his face.

Ives Norton was furious, “You really want to die early, don’t you?”

“From the moment I took off my mask, I never wanted to live.” Baird Lane looked at him, “Who told you not to work on a vaccine until now?”

Ives Norton rolled his eyes, “You think I don’t want to? Everything in this world is not just a matter of wanting it, and we’re already going at a happy pace, now we’re just a few last steps away.”

“But these are steps that can’t always be crossed in a few days can they?” Baird Lane added.

Ives Norton’s mouth dropped open, unable to retort.

Baird Lane waved his hand, “Send me there, she’ll be scared alone in that ward.”

“Have you really decided? As I said, she is in the middle stage and you are in the early stage, as long as you are in the middle stage with her, you will soon reach the middle stage as well, and when you do, you will go through a lot of pain.” Ives Norton asked in a deep voice.

Baird Lane nods.

Ives Norton sighed, “I know, I’ll walk you there.”

When he finished, he beckoned for the nurse to make arrangements.

With that, Baird Lane managed to move into Christine White’s hospital room.

Christine White was asleep and naturally didn’t know he was coming.

By the time she realized it, another day had passed.

“You …” Christine White’s entire body went into shock when she saw an extra hospital bed next to her with Baird Lane’s sitting on it.

Baird Lane has a tablet in his hand and appears to be videoing someone.

He heard her voice and held up a finger to shush her, signaling her to keep quiet for a moment.

Christine White nodded, keeping her mouth shut for now, and then looked at him that way.

He was supposed to be on a video conference with someone, overseas at that, and was fluent in a foreign language that was mesmerizing to listen to.

And I don’t know how long it took, but just as Christine White was on the verge of drifting off to sleep again, Baird Lane finally put the tablet down.

“Hungry?” Baird Lane lifted the covers and got out of bed, coming to her bedside in a hospital gown.

Christine White shook her head weakly, “Not hungry.”

In fact, she didn’t even know if she was hungry.

She’s lost her stomach senses.

And lately, she hadn’t eaten anything, she was hanging on to the nutrient solution, all that stuff, she couldn’t even eat.

“By the way, why are you here?” Christine White looked at his hospital bed and reasked the question she hadn’t just asked.

Baird Lane replied, “I moved here.”

“Nonsense!” Christine White chided angrily, “Do you have any idea what’s going to happen if you move in here?”

“I know, but I’d rather be with you, well, enough of that, want some water?” Baird Lane touched her thin face.

Christine White hmmmed this time, “Think.”

“One moment.” Baird Lane spat out two words and went off to pour water.

After pouring the water, he put a straw in the glass, then lifted her head and fed her the water.

After a small half-drink, Christine White stopped drinking.

Baird Lane takes the cup away, then draws out a hitherto and wipes the corners of her mouth.

As he rubbed it, Christine White just looked at him, “You might as well move out.”

“There’s no need.” Baird Lane returned.

Christine White pursed her lips, “You’ll live a few more days if you move out, maybe by that time Ives will have worked out the serum, surely if you stay here now …”

“I told you I’d die with you, why did you forget my words again?” Baird Lane twisted the tip of her nose as if to punish her.

Christine White sighed, “I know, but I want you to live.”

“What’s the point of living without you, by the way, your birthday is coming up, it’s tomorrow, what would you like for a present?” Baird Lane changed the subject.

Christine White’s eyes dazed a bit, “Birthday?”

So she’s going to have a baby so soon.

I can’t believe she didn’t notice at all.

“Yes, I remembered the other day, so what would you like for a present?” Baird Lane asked again.

Christine White laughed feebly, “No, I can’t use the gift if I take it, forget it.”

She’s dying. What’s the point of a gift?

“There’s really nothing you want?” Baird Lane wasn’t dead set on asking her.

Christine White shook her head, “No really.”

“So, it’s okay, I’ve got you covered.” Baird Lane said.

Christine White immediately looked to him, “You’re ready? What did you get me?”

“Secret.” Baird Lane suddenly hooked his lips in a smile, “I’ve got a big surprise for you, you’ll find out tomorrow.”

“Surprise …” Christine White murmured those two words.

Baird Lane smoothed her long messy hair, “It’s a real surprise, don’t worry, you’ll like it.”

“Good, then I’ll see what happens.” Christine White couldn’t help but be interested when she saw him talking so mysteriously, and even looked forward to tomorrow a little.

And until then, she tends to hate tomorrow the most.

Because as soon as tomorrow comes, it means that her life is cut short by one day, so he doesn’t like tomorrow.

But not now, he said he had a surprise for her, so naturally she was looking forward to it.

Suddenly, Baird Lane’s cell phone rang.

Christine White saw him hold his cell phone out, “Who called?”

“It’s Aunt Lucy,” Baird Lane said as he handed her the phone to look at.

Christine White hurriedly urged, “Pick up, I want to hear Bo’s voice.”

She hadn’t seen Bo for days.

Although she can still video.

But she hasn’t been videoing except for those two days in the beginning.

She didn’t want them to see her like this now, especially Bo.

She didn’t want Bo to know that she was dying as a mom.

Baird Lane didn’t hesitate to put the call through.

He also turned on the outro so he could be heard by Christine White as well.

“Sir.” Aunt Lucy’s voice came from inside the phone.

Baird Lane hmmm’d, “I’ve got everything you asked me to get ready, what time will it be delivered tomorrow?”

Christine White looks to Baird Lane as if to ask if it’s a gift.

Baird Lane nodded, then returned to Aunt Lucy on the other end of the line, “I’ll send you a message tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Aunt Lucy answered.

Baird Lane spoke again, “Where’s Bo?”

“Bo is at the second youngest’s place.”

“Go get him, Christine wants to talk to Bo.” Baird Lane looked into Christine White’s eager eyes and knew exactly what she wanted.

As soon as Aunt Lucy heard that it was Christine White who wanted to talk to Bao, she immediately complied, “Okay, I’m on my way.”

After saying that, she flew towards Hugh Dong’s room.

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“Second young master.” Aunt Lucy knocked on Hugh Dong’s room door.

Hugh Dong put down the puzzle in his hand and glanced toward the door, “Come in.”

Aunt Lucy pushed the door in and saw that he was playing puzzles with Little Treasure and smiled lovingly, “Second youngest, Mr. called, Mrs. wants to talk to Little Treasure.”

As soon as Bo heard Mrs. in Aunt Lucy’s mouth, his little head immediately lifted up.

Aunt Lucy handed him her cell phone, “Bao, call for mommy.”

On the other end of the phone, Christine White heard this from Po and was looking forward to it.

Although little baby will call out for mommy, it’s impossible to say when, it all depends on the mood.

Sometimes when you tell Bo to shout, Bo doesn’t always appreciate it.

That’s why she was looking forward to it.

This time, however, Po was appreciative, and obediently and nicely called out to Christine White, “Mommy.”

The child’s soft voice entered Christine White’s eardrums, causing Christine White’s eyes to moisten on the spot.