Seize His Little Wife

Baird Lane gave her a somber look in his eyes, then, as she watched apprehensively, yanked her hand and pulled her toward the bed.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Upon reaching the bed, Baird Lane threw Christine White directly onto the bed.

The bed was so soft that Christine White collapsed onto it with her whole body and was bounced up a couple of times before it stopped.

But stopping her whole body was bad, her brain was dizzy and she had a blackout in front of her eyes.

“Baird Lane, what are you doing!” Christine White tossed her head and braced herself to try to sit up.

But halfway through sitting, a tall figure pressed down over her head.

The figure’s owner shoved her shoulder, pushing her back onto the bed.

Christine White was once again dropped on her head, “Baird Lane, you’re sick, what the hell are you doing!”

Baird Lane dropped to one knee between her legs and crushed her beneath his body, looking down at her with sunken eyes, “I’m not doing anything, I’m just trying to teach you a lesson about what happens when you disappear from me without a word.”

When he finished speaking, he grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it upward.

And then Christine White, in her entirety, was stripped naked by Baird Lane.

Christine White’s eyes widened, “Wait … The lesson you’re talking about is …”

“That’s right, that’s the lesson that will stick with you the most!”

As the words left his mouth, he lifted her chin and lowered his head for a kiss.

This night, Christine White was really tossed around by him.

Baird Lane didn’t let her go all night, not even when she begged for mercy.

Then near dawn, Christine White passed out before Baird Lane’s punishment finally came to an end.

He got up off of her and looked at her sleeping face as she passed out from exhaustion, and after gently touching it with his upper hand, he tucked her in before bending down to pick up his clothes from the floor and heading to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, he climbed back up onto the to the bed and fell asleep with his arms around her.

After all, he was really tired after being out all day yesterday and tossing and turning last night.

The two of them slept through this until the afternoon.

“Hmmm …” Christine White woke up hungry.

Waking up and feeling an arm around her waist, she twisted her head back to see Baird Lane’s face and couldn’t help but think about last night.

Then she pursed her red lips and grunted, grabbing him directly by the hand that was hitting her waist and throwing it hard at himself.

Baird Lane, too, woke up at her blow, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Looking at Christine White’s puffed up face, he rubbed his temples, “When did you wake up?”

Christine White turned her head away, not speaking or ignoring him.

Baird Lane knew she was being grumpy and wasn’t offended, he smiled lowly, “Hungry?”

Christine White still doesn’t answer.

Her stomach, however, rumbled in an untimely manner.

Christine White’s small face flushed with embarrassment.

Baird Lane smiled a more pleasant smile and sat up from the bed, “Since I’m hungry, I’ll have the hotel send up a meal, so get up.”

Still ignoring it, Christine White braced herself to get up.

But as soon as her body ended up moving, she gasped in pain and then fell back onto the bed.

This time, she was in even more pain, her eyes were red and tears were welling up inside, but she bit her lip and dug in, refusing to cry out.

Baird Lane’s heart ached at the sight, and he couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for doing that to her last night.

The regret, though, quickly faded.

“Don’t move, you help you up.” Baird Lane said, about to reach out and help Christine White.

Christine White slapped his hand away in one swift motion and glared at him fiercely, “Who needs your help.”

Baird Lane looked at the back of his hand, which was red from the slap, and without getting angry, raised an eyebrow, “Don’t want me to help you, so you can get up by yourself?”

“Of course!” Christine White lifted her chin, a million times more certain.

Baird Lane looped his arms, “Okay, I’ll see how you get up then.”

“Just look.” Christine White bristled, lifted the covers from her body, not afraid of him looking at her body, and sat up through gritted teeth and pain.

After sitting up, her body was trembling, and her hands were even gripping the quilt so tightly that the veins on the back of her hands were on display.

Baird Lane saw at once that it was a sign that she was enduring the pain.

His thin lips were pursed, and there was some displeasure on his face.

She’s really quite capable of putting up with it in order not to let him hold her up, isn’t she?

Seeing Christine White slowly move her legs to get out of bed, Baird Lane rubbed his brow and went straight down from the bed, walked around the head of the bed to her side, and, at her bewildered gaze, swept her up by the armpits and scooped her up in a cross-armed hug.

Christine White was all confused for a moment before she reacted, kicking her calves to get down, “Baird Lane, get off me.”

“Shut up!” Baird Lane scolded coldly, “What are you trying to be brave for when you’re clearly in pain? I’m your husband, what’s wrong with you relying on me?”

Christine White pouted, “You still ask me what’s wrong, last night I didn’t just accidentally leave you, are you so angry, and I’ve already said sorry to you, besides, I didn’t leave you to do anything else, I bought you a gift, and you came back to treat me that way.”

The more she said, the more aggrieved she became, and in the back, her voice choked up, and tears fell down in big drops.

It wasn’t that she was weak and wanted to cry, but somehow she just couldn’t help but shed tears.

Baird Lane, however, thought she was really sad and crying, but his cold, hard face softened and became softer, pursing his thin lips, his voice was gentle, “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to, it’s just that you scared me last night.”

“Hmph.” Christine White looked away from him, not wanting to look at him.

Baird Lane sighed helplessly, “So tell me, I’ll do whatever you want, forgive me okay?”

Christine White’s eyes lit up a bit when she heard that, “You really promise anything?”

Baird Lane caught the wryness in her eyes and his eyes narrowed, “Yes, but you’re going to be running amok, for sure.”

“I’m not running around, don’t worry, and I won’t be scaring you.” Christine White patted her chest in affirmation.

Baird Lane lowered her into the tub and sat himself in, “That’ll do, say strike that, what do you want?”

“I haven’t thought of it yet, I’ll tell you when I do.” Christine White wiggled her fingers mysteriously.

Baird Lane looked at her favorably, “Fine, take your time and think about it then, now turn around and turn your back to me.”

“What for?” Christine White blinked.

“Rubbing your shoulders.” Baird Lane said with thin lips.

Christine White hurriedly turned around at the sound of it.

She already had a sore back now, so why wouldn’t she be motivated by someone squeezing her shoulders.

Looking at Christine White in this positive light, Baird Lane smiles helplessly and puts a hand on her shoulder, giving her a squeeze.

He had the right amount of pressure, and Christine White was squeezed so comfortably, so comfortably that her eyes couldn’t help but close, and it wasn’t until the water was almost cold that Baird Lane stopped squeezing her shoulders.

“Okay, I’ll carry you out to breakfast.” Baird Lane yanked off the bathrobe on the rack and put it on Christine White.

Christine White was like an old Buddha, opening her arms and dutifully letting him serve.

After putting on a bathrobe, Baird Lane put one on himself, then carried her out of the bathroom.

On the way back to her room, Christine White threw her arms around his neck and said with a smile, “If I were a few years ago, I would have never imagined that I would be served by you now.”

“Hmm?” Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.

Christine White leaned her head against his chest, “Before, when we first got married, you were cold and ignored me completely, I didn’t dare say a word to you, and then after we got married, you accompanied off and disappeared for three years.”