Seize His Little Wife

“Not like that.” Christine White rubbed her nose in embarrassment.

To be honest, she couldn’t picture Baird Lane fighting either.

“Okay, what are you guys doing outside, don’t come in yet!” Baird Lane in the office listened to the two people outside laughing and Gatesng, only to feel a lot of ear-splitting, a fire in the heart surged up, could no longer hold back to reprimand the voice.

Christine White, not daring to delay, hurried around Ives Norton and went inside.

“Baird,” she called out to him.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Baird Lane looked at her with an uncertain expression, “You …”

“Hmm?” Christine White cocked her head.

Baird Lane withdrew his eyes, “Nothing.”

He actually wanted to ask her if she felt as uncomfortable as he did when she heard him call Molly Bort that.

But for some reason, the words came out of his mouth and he couldn’t ask, afraid of hearing an answer he didn’t want to hear.

“Oh …” Seeing the man clearly wanting to speak and then finally saying nothing, Christine White tugged at the corner of her mouth in some frustration.

Ives Norton didn’t come in and leaned against the doorframe looking at the two men, “Alright, I’m embarrassed to see you guys getting along, Baird, why don’t you go over to Molly Bort’s and I’ll take her for a checkup.”

He pointed to Christine White.

Baird Lane pulled a chair over and sat down, “I’ll just wait here for you.”

“You’re not going to Molly Bort’s?” Ives Norton looked at him playfully.

Baird Lane grimaced and ignored him.

Ives Norton didn’t care about his attitude either, shrugging his shoulders before walking in and picking up a chart binder from the table and clipping it to his armpit, “Fine, then you can wait here while we go.”

Christine White looked at Baird Lane and nodded in response, “Good.”

She went out first, with Ives Norton walking behind her.

After taking a few steps he stopped again and turned his head to Baird Lane and said seriously, “Baird, I don’t care what you really have in mind for Molly Bort right now, since you said there’s no chance of you and her getting along, you’d better be true to your word.”

“Are you lecturing me?” Baird Lane bit up on the back seat of his teeth.

Ives Norton collected himself and laughed again, “No, no, no, I’m just reminding you that Christine White is your wife, and even if you don’t think you love her yourself, please put her first and give her the respect that she deserves as a wife, or else there are plenty of people out there who will be nice to her.”

“Are you talking about yourself? You really did treat her …”

“Ah!” Ives Norton interrupted Baird Lane with an exclamation of surprise and an exaggerated look at his wrist watch, “Sorry Baird, it’s about time, if I don’t get to the exam room it’s going to be occupied by another doctor, so I’ll go first.”

He walked out with his two long legs, leaving only a dashing back.

Baird Lane’s fists clenched tightly, and the storm raging under his eyes looked like it was trying to destroy a piece.

He was now certain that Ives Norton did have that kind of thing in mind for Christine White.

Those words just now were also a warning that he would snatch Christine White away from him if he treated her badly!

Really good, digging the foot of the wall are digging to him, but so what, even if he does not love Christine White, then she Christine White can only be his, it is not the turn of other men want!

With that in mind, Baird Lane made a dark, sullen call out.

“President Lane?” came Gates’s voice from the phone.

Baird Lane got up and walked over to the landing, “You go arrange for other doctors to take care of Christine White’s physical retest afterward.”

“Another doctor?” Gates asked in confusion, “What’s wrong with Dr. Norton? He’s the best surgeon around.”

Baird Lane forehead corner veins jumped, “Ives Norton will only be responsible for small … Molly Bort from now on, Christine White there is no need to use him, change other doctors.”

“Okay.” Gates took the order.

Baird Lane put away his cell phone and returned to the seat he had just taken and continued to wait for Christine White.

After waiting for about two hours, Christine White returned.

She came back alone. Ives Norton wasn’t there.

Seeing this, Baird Lane’s face looked better, “What’s taking so long?”

“Had a full body checkup, sorry to keep you waiting.” Christine White smiled apologetically.

Baird Lane didn’t respond, got up and headed out the door.

Christine White hurried to follow.

Once in the car, Baird Lane held out his hand, “Give me the phone.”

“What’s wrong?” Christine White asked curiously, but her hands were not ambiguous, and she obediently handed him her cell phone.

Baird Lane took it, flipped through her address book, found Ives Norton’s contact information and then simply pulled the plug.

Christine White’s eyes twitched at the sight, “Baird you …”

“Can’t be bothered to give it up?” Baird Lane sneered.

Christine White shook her head, “No, just don’t understand why you’re doing this.”

“No reason.” Baird Lane tossed the phone back to her, “Christine White, I’m going to warn you one last time about being this close to another man, or calling each other by their first names, or just meeting up with them.”

He really couldn’t have imagined that a woman as plain as she was could be so attractive that even Ives Norton was attracted to her.

“I don’t seem to know any other men besides Dr. Norton one.” Christine White pouted accusingly.

Baird Lane gave her a cold, sidelong glance and reminded, “And Hugh Dong.”

“What does Mr. Tang have to do with me? I’ve only met him twice and have no contact information.” Christine White rolled her eyes.

Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “Really?”

“Well, see for yourself if you don’t believe me.” She handed the phone over again.

Baird Lane didn’t pick it up, “No, I trust you, but don’t touch them in the future either, especially Ives Norton.”

“Why, Dr. Norton is your friend, and it’s inevitable that I’ll be … later.”

“You really don’t know why?” Baird Lane interrupts Christine White.

Christine White frowned blankly, “I don’t know.”

Baird Lane stared into her eyes for a few moments, the corners of his mouth quirking in an inaccessible manner when he was finally sure she wasn’t lying.

“Don’t know even if you don’t know, anyway, just remember my words.”

“Oh, good.” Christine White answered.

Back at the villa, Aunt Lucy hears the car and rushes out of the villa to greet it.

“Mr. and Mrs., you’re finally back, His Lordship has been waiting for a long time.” Aunt Lucy said as she took the bag from Christine White.

Baird Lane frowned, “Grandpa again?”

The old man has been running this way quite a bit lately!

“Yes, His Lordship has been here for a while and is waiting for you in the parlor.”

“What’s this visit about?” Baird Lane asked casually.

Christine White pricked up her ears and listened intently.

“I’m not sure, His Lordship’s face looks bad, like he’s angry.” Aunt Lucy thought for a moment.

Christine White’s mind jumped, “Angry?”

“Seems like it, His Lordship hasn’t said a word in all the time he’s been here, so it’s not like he’s angry.” Aunt Lucy said.

Christine White tugged on Baird Lane’s arm and whispered, “Baird, what do you think Thanks is mad about?”

“Just go in and ask.” Baird Lane drew back his arm and led the way into the villa.

Christine White was pulled down, her little mouth pouting.

“Ma’am, let’s go in too.” Aunt Lucy reminded.

Christine White nodded, “Uh-huh.”

Entering the villa, as Aunt Lucy said, the old man was sitting on the sofa in the living room, an old face pulled long, and also black and dark, at a glance, he was holding back his anger.

Christine White has almost never seen the old man in this manner, the most I have seen is the old man’s kind smile, and now I see the old man’s angry face, the heart is more or less a little weak.

“Grandpa …” she called out to the old man after Baird Lane.

The old man glanced at her coolly.

Christine White was shocked in her heart and realized something, her small face instantly went white.

The old man’s anger seems to be directed at her …