Seize His Little Wife

There was an emotionless look in Baird Lane’s eyes, “I want her to live and die!”

Ives Norton didn’t stop his decision though he frowned.

He was a doctor, and he was definitely uncomfortable and unhappy to hear that.

But he was also Christine White’s friend, even admirer, and if he still had a saintly father’s heart when the woman he loved was made to look like this, he would be sorry for the woman he loved.

So he was a doctor yes, but he was equally human!

“Fine, go ahead then.” Ives Norton gave Baird Lane a supportive pat on the shoulder.

Baird Lane gave him a look and didn’t say anything, just brushed his hand away, “There’s no rush right now.”

“No rush?” Ives Norton was a little upset, “Then when do you have plans?”

“When Christine wakes up.” Baird Lane looked at the ward behind him.

Ives Norton was speechless now.

After a moment he nodded, “That’s fine, wait then, Christine’s anesthesia shouldn’t pass for another three hours, she should be awake by then.”

Baird Lane hmmm’d.

At this time, Aunt Lucy suddenly said, “Sir, since the wife will still have three hours before she wakes up, I’ll go back first and make some soup over for the wife.”

“Good.” Baird Lane nodded wearily.

Aunt Lucy turned to leave.

Ives Norton stayed with Baird Lane for a while, then the nurse came and called, saying that there was a patient who needed him for an operation, and he left as well.

Baird Lane returned to the ward and walked over to the bed, pulling a chair over and sitting down, his head bowed, his eyes full of heartache and guilt as he looked at the woman in the bed with her pale face.

He was heartbroken that she was once again lying in the hospital.

Guilt that he had not protected her.

However, this was the last time!

In the future, if anyone still has dissenting thoughts, he will strike early and will not let any of them go!

Thinking about it, Baird Lane’s face was gloomy and terrible, and his fists tightened up.

Only after a long time did he slowly let go, touched Christine White’s face, and then lay down on the side of the hospital bed and fell asleep.

After sleeping for I don’t know how long, Baird Lane felt a slight itch on his face, as if something had brushed against it.

He frowned and opened his eyes, and what he saw, was a small, pale, slender hand.

That hand was incredibly familiar to him, and he recognized it immediately.

Baird Lane’s entire being immediately came to his senses and grasped that small hand in his hand, “Awake?”

He looked at the woman sitting up in the hospital bed and asked in a gentle voice.

Christine White hmmm’d and barely managed to squeeze out a smile at him, “Awake.”

“Been awake for how long?” Baird Lane brought her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.

Christine White shook her head, “A while, almost ten minutes, what time is it?”

Baird Lane took his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at it, “Seven p. m.”

“Take it should be dark outside already.” Christine White looked to the window.

Except the window was closed and the curtains were drawn, plus the lights were on in the room, so she really didn’t know if it was dark outside.

Baird Lane put her hand down and got up and went over to pull the curtains back, and it was definitely dark outside.

Baird Lane returned to the hospital bed, “Hungry?”

Christine White nodded slightly.

“Wait, I’ll call Aunt Lucy.” With that said, Baird Lane took out his cell phone and dialed Aunt Lucy’s number.

Aunt Lucy quickly answered, “Sir.”

“Coming?” Baird Lane opened his mouth and asked.

Aunt Lucy nodded, “I’m already on my way here, but there’s some traffic on the road, sir, is the wife awake?”

As Baird Lane turned on the amplified voice, Christine White clearly heard Aunt Lucy’s words and pulled up her volume and returned, “Aunt Lucy, I’m awake!”

Hearing Christine White’s voice, Aunt Lucy happily said repeatedly, “Great, it’s good that you’re awake, ma’am.”

“Thank you Aunt Lucy for your concern.” Christine White smiled back.

Baird Lane sat down on the edge of the bed, “Well Aunt Lucy, why don’t you hurry over here.”

“Yes sir.” Aunt Lucy answered.

Baird Lane hung up the phone and put it to one side, “Any stomach upset?”

Christine White waved her hand, “It’s been fine, but how’s the baby?”

She asked in a hushed voice as she looked at him.

She was able to feel that the child was still there, which was why her emotions weren’t so wildly agitated when she woke up.

But about the baby, she didn’t know, which was why she asked.

Baird Lane heard Christine White ask about the child’s situation, and although he knew in his heart that she would ask, when she actually asked, his heart couldn’t help but sink.

Christine White saw Baird Lane’s delay in speaking, her heart was a little uneasy, and the hand that was placed on the quilt, couldn’t help but tighten a lot, “Baird, is there something wrong with the child?”

Baird Lane’s throat knots slid a few times before finally speaking in a raspy voice, “The child is fine, but …”

Christine White’s heart thumped and her face changed a little, “But what, say it!”

Baird Lane was silent for a few seconds, but still said, “But you have to be hospitalized, stay in the hospital for two months to stabilize the baby.”

“No?” Christine White asked hopefully.

If that was all it was, she could live with that.

Even if she was hating hospitals and didn’t want to be hospitalized anymore, she was willing to do it as long as it was for the baby.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips and reached out to gather Christine White into his arms, “Also, the doctor said that the baby might be born prematurely, and even if it is born the body won’t be good, and there’s a chance it won’t live past the age of twenty.”

Boom!

Christine White felt a boom in her head, the whole person was like being struck by lightning, all went blank.

Can’t live to be twenty years old …

Watching Christine White’s tears suddenly slipping down and her body trembling, Baird Lane was heartbroken.

Christine White grabbed his sleeve and loudly questioned, “Why? Why! Both my children are like this!”

Baird Lane didn’t say anything, letting her question herself.

He knew that she needed to vent at the moment.

Otherwise it would be even worse for her and her children if she held it in.

Christine White whimpered and cried.

She really felt why God was so unkind.

little baby was born weak and autistic, why would they let her second child be like this now, and even worse.

She really hated it so much!Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

I don’t know how long she cried, Christine White got tired of crying and felt her stomach getting vaguely uncomfortable, so she dared not cry anymore and forced herself to stop.

Baird Lane also sensed her quietness and gently released her, bringing over a box of tissues to her.

Christine White drew out a tissue and wiped her tears, then asked in a grim voice, “Baird, did you catch the person who snatched my bag?”

“Got him.” Baird Lane nodded.

“Who was it?” Christine White clenched her palms in death, “The several kilometers around The Lane Family’s old mansion are all private territory, that person wouldn’t have been able to find this place without someone else’s recommendation, so who on earth arranged for that person, to snatch my bag?”

She actually had a guess in her mind already.

It’s just that she didn’t know, what that Cici Jagu snatched her bag for, so she was a little unsure if it was Cici Jagu or not.

Baird Lane’s answer, however, made her realize that she hadn’t guessed wrong.

“It’s Cici Jagu,” Baird Lane said.

Christine White’s pupils plummeted, and were then replaced with resentment, “Why?”

“Because she needs your cell phone.” Baird Lane stroked her head, then told a series of things about how Cici Jagu lured him to the hotel after she got the phone.

Christine White’s face contorted as she listened.

“Good, that’s good!” She laughed coldly, “I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn’t have let her go from the beginning.”