Seize His Little Wife

Christine White helps Baird Lane outside to rest in a row of chairs.

Baird Lane sits up, his head slightly bowed, his expression unreadable.

The way he looked, it worried Christine White a little, and the regret in her heart grew stronger.

“Baird, are you okay?” Christine White asked, tugging gently on his coat.

Baird Lane didn’t answer or even react in the slightest.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Christine White was in a hurry, just as she pulled out her cell phone and was about to call the emergency services.

Baird Lane responded, pulling on her arm and saying in a hoarse voice, “No, I’m fine, just a little unresponsive.”

That pirate ship gave him a sense of impact that he had never experienced in his thirty years.

He swore he’d never play it a second time.

Hearing Baird Lane say he was fine, Christine White was relieved, but still a little uneasy and touched his head, “I’m glad it’s okay, I’m going to go get a bottle of water, you wait here for me.”

Baird Lane nods.

Christine White looks around and locks onto a stand selling water before heading there.

When she returned from buying water, however, she saw that Baird Lane was surrounded by a number of blonde women.

By the looks of those women, it’s obvious they’re headed for Baird Lane.

Christine White’s small face bristled and she squeezed the water bottle in her hand and walked over, saying in fluent foreign language, “What are you doing?”

The women were startled by her and looked toward her.

Seeing that she is an oriental face, and looking at Baird Lane as well, I roughly guessed that the two of them are either lovers or husband and wife.

The women made a fool of themselves and left.

Christine White blushes at this, then unscrews her water bottle and hands it to Baird Lane.

Baird Lane reaches for it and takes most of the bottle in one gulp.

It was only after drinking it that his entire body slowed down and returned to the way it was before he boarded the pirate ship.

“Honey, how does it feel to be surrounded by beautiful women?” Christine White looked at Baird Lane with a smile on her face.

Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “Did a beautiful woman just surround me?”

“Right.” Christine White nodded.

Baird Lane dropped his eyes, “I wasn’t paying attention.”

Christine White laughed.

Of course she knew he wasn’t paying attention because when she came back from buying the water, the women surrounded him though and struck up a conversation with him, but he allLand kept his head down and ignored it.

She’d asked him on purpose, but only to get him to flush out the fear he’d just felt.

Now that she saw that he had fully recovered, she was naturally relieved.

“Honey, let’s go.” Christine White took his hand.

Baird Lane looks at her, “Not playing?”

“I thought you couldn’t play.” Christine White chuckled.

Baird Lane’s thin lips moved to retort, but the way he had just looked, he was completely unconvincing, and simply kept quiet.

“Let’s go, I don’t think it’s fun in fun without you along for the ride.” Christine White took Baird Lane’s arm, “I, ah, still like playing with you.”

“Good.” Baird Lane stroked her hair tenderly, “Where to next?”

“To the zoo.”

“Could be.” Baird Lane nodded.

The two stopped a car outside and rolled over to the zoo again.

The zoo is large and difficult to walk, but the good thing is that there are a lot of animals, see all the animals down, the animals are also basically finished shopping.

The two of them went to a restaurant for another meal, and it was getting dark, and the city, too, was beginning to change drastically, with all sorts of neon lights on, and all the people dressed in grand clothes roaming the streets more than in the daytime.

Song Nuan was almost dazzled, her eyes were looking east and west as if they were not enough.

Baird Lane kept an eye on her, pulling him back again every time she tried to walk away, “Well, there’s so many people, don’t get lost.”

“No way!” Christine White beamed, unimpressed.

Baird Lane saw how excited she was and knew he couldn’t talk her out of it.

Big deal, he stared at her a little more.

Yet even if Baird Lane thought so, by the midway point, Christine White was gone.

Baird Lane doesn’t know when he let go of Christine White’s hand and let her go missing, and when he reacts, he realizes he can’t find her anymore.

For the first time, he showed panic, and even a strong sense of fear rose in his heart.

“Christine!” said Baird Lane as he started shouting Christine White’s name in front of a large crowd, trying to find her, despite her image.

He’d already lost her once, and he didn’t want to lose her again.

If he doesn’t find her this time, he’s gonna go crazy.

“Christine!” shouted Baird Lane again, looking around as he did so, trying to find her.

But after one lap, there was still no sign of Christine White.

The panic in Baird Lane’s mind grew more and more prevalent, and eventually he even tried to call the police.

But just then, Christine White’s voice rang out behind him, “Honey, there you are, I finally found you.”

Her voice was a bit wheezy, obviously having just gone through a strenuous run.

Baird Lane’s pupils shrank and he hurriedly turned around to see Christine White, who had a small red face, clenching her fists and blushing extremely hard.

Christine White looked at him with such an expression, and to be honest, was a little scared inside, “Baird…”

“Where have you been?” Baird Lane asked with an icy voice.

In this moment, Christine White felt transported back to when they were first married, when they first met.

Baird Lane, in those days, was that cold.

Christine White’s lips twitched, “I … I just saw another glove sale over there, so …”

Before the words were out of her mouth, she was in Baird Lane’s arms by exhaustion.

Baird Lane’s voice choked up for the first time, “Fool, do you realize I just couldn’t find you and almost thought you’d disappeared again!”

Christine White felt the tremor coming from his tone and knew he was afraid she wouldn’t be there, and a wave of guilt welled up inside her.

If she had known, she should have told him when she went to buy the gloves.

“I’m sorry Baird, I didn’t mean to, I just wanted to surprise you.” Christine White lowered her head and apologized.

“Surprise?” Baird Lane frowned at her.

Christine White hmmm’d and took the very thick gloves she’d bought, out from behind her, and handed them to him, “I saw that you’d been holding my hand, and it was all red from the cold, so I saw that there were gloves for sale, so I went over and bought a pair.”

She had gloves and was being pulled by him, so she wasn’t cold.

But his hand, which had been out the whole time, was red, and she was heartbroken.

Baird Lane’s heart warmed as he looked at the black wool gloves Christine White handed him, “I’m sorry, I thought you were being greedy, so …”

“I’m at fault too, I’m the one who didn’t tell you and quietly let go of your hand, I only thought to surprise you but not that you would be in such a hurry.”

“Because I love you, I was anxious when you disappeared.” Baird Lane took his hand and held it against his heart.

Christine White felt his powerful heartbeat, and the more she felt it, the less she felt it.

This heart beating so fast is not a normal rhythm.

It was enough to show that her disappearance had really scared him.

“I’m sorry Baird, I’ll never do it again.” Christine White bowed her head and apologized.

She really knew it was wrong.

Baird Lane’s face was still black, and instead of saying he forgave or that there would be no such thing as next time, he took her hand without a glance and headed for the curb to stop the car.

All the way to the hotel, Baird Lane didn’t say a word.

The more he looked like this, the more Christine White felt weak inside.

Upon arriving at the suite, Christine White couldn’t hold back any longer and took his hand, “Baird, are you really mad at me?”