Seize His Little Wife

Chapter 118 Warming up to Debby York



“I tried to tell you that I was packed, and you ignored me.” Debby York rolled her eyes.

Christine White rubbed the tip of her nose and smiled in embarrassment, “Sorry about that, let’s go then.”

“Well, come on.” Debby York picked up her bag.

The two went out the door one after the other.

Coming into the parking lot, Debby York pulled out her car keys.

Christine White saw it and was surprised, “You bought a car?”

“Where can I afford it on this paycheck, my dad’s car.” Debby York said, holding down the car keys.

Christine White pulled open the door and got in, and had just fastened her seatbelt when she heard Debby York ask, “Christine, didn’t your husband ever buy you a car?”

“Why would he buy you a car?” Christine White looked at her quizzically.

Debby York raised an eyebrow, “Of course it’s because he’s your husband, and since your husband spent so much money renting tuxedo jewelry last time and is friends with President Lane, I’d think he’d be pretty rich.”

“He’s rich, but it’s his own, not mine.” Christine White smiled.

Debby York was surprised, “His own? Christine, you don’t think you have separate properties, do you?”

“Yeah, with the amount of money I have, he can’t even look at it.” Christine White replied mockingly.

Debby York swallowed hard, “My God, you guys actually get along like this, don’t tell me, when you got married, you signed a notarization of your property?”

Christine White dropped her eyes and didn’t answer.

But the way she looked, it said it all.

Debby York looked at her like she was stupid, “Christine White, you actually signed it, huh?”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.

She signed the property notary when she was chosen by her lordship to be the bride of Baird Lane.

It was her own initiative because she didn’t marry Baird Lane for The Lane Family’s money.

“You’re good, I always thought signing this stuff was an episode only on TV, I never thought I’d be around one, why on earth did you sign it, did your husband’s family force you to?” Debby York asked.

Christine White waved her hand, “No, I signed it myself.”noveldrama

But the old man was still satisfied when he heard her propose this time, and immediately had Fu Bo draw up the contract.

“You’re pretty big-hearted to sign this thing that doesn’t do you half as much good.” Debby York staggered.

Christine White laughed softly, “Actually, signing that one is just a process, even if I don’t sign it, I can’t take anything from my husband’s house, after all, it’s all his pre-marital property.”

“That’s true after the new marriage law was changed, but I always think it’s too harsh, women, it’s better to be kind to yourself, don’t put your whole heart on a man, in case you really can’t get by one day, you’ll at least still have the money to share, and you won’t be able to get anything out of it.” Debby York starts the car.

Christine White glared at her in dismay, “You’re the one who can’t get by, I’m fine with my husband.”

“I was just giving an example.” Debby York blinked innocently.

Christine White rolled down her window, not bothering to move away from her.

Soon the restaurant arrived.

Debby York brought Christine White to a more authentic jianghu restaurant that was doing so well that there were no seats available when they went in, so they had to sit in the lounge area and wait.

After waiting for about half an hour, a table finally left before they sat down.

“I wish I’d come earlier, I’m hungry and rumbling now, come on, order.” Debby York handed Christine White the menu.

Christine White wasn’t polite, and ordered two dishes before handing the menu back to her.

“What did you order?” Debby York took it and looked at it, her eyes bugged out, “Holy shit, two brussels sprouts? Are you afraid I don’t have enough money?”

“How can that be, you’ll be a team leader now at least, how can I be afraid that you won’t have any money, I just haven’t had much of an appetite lately and I want to eat something light.” Christine White said as she took a sip of water.

“I grudgingly accept that reasoning, but how can you have enough brussels sprouts alone, how about two with portion sizes, do you want the spicy green crab?” Debby York asked, pointing to the picture on the menu.

Christine White pondered for a moment, “Is green crab seafood?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I don’t want it!”

“Why, don’t you kinda like crabs?”

Christine White rubbed her stomach and smiled shyly, “That’s true, but I might be pregnant, so no seafood for a while.”

“What did you say?” Debby York snapped her menu closed and looked at her in shock, “You’re pregnant?”

“I’m just saying it’s possible, I haven’t checked yet, I’m not sure if I’m pregnant or not.” Christine White returned.

Spare a thought, Debby York still hasn’t slowed down from her surprise, “I go, back then we agreed to be single together, but you ended up getting married without saying anything and not informing me, and now that you’re pregnant, I’m still single for fuck’s sake, there’s no justice in that!”

“Who let you get away with it, if you had been more competitive, you might be married by now.” Christine White hit her.

Debby York plopped down on the table, “Let’s not talk about it, we’re still good friends.”

“Well, if you don’t say it, don’t say it, hurry up with the food, I’m hungry too.” Christine White smiled.

Debby York then got back up and ordered.

She took good care of Christine White, and simply forked over the two seafood-related dishes she had just ordered, and then ordered two other lighter meat dishes.

On top of that, her original idea of ordering a bottle of wine was scrapped and she called out for a bottle of coconut milk.

Christine White knew that she was taking care of herself, her heart was both touched and helpless, “You don’t need to take care of me, you can order what you want to eat yourself, I won’t eat it.”

“How can that work.” Debby York opened the coconut milk and inserted the straw and pushed it in front of Christine White, “How can friends eat each other’s meals, I’m just going to give in now, and when your child is born, you’ll treat me a few more times.”

“What if I’m not pregnant?” Christine White grinned.

“Not pregnant that’s certainly nice, we’re going to a seafood dinner in a couple days, but I’d prefer you to be pregnant.” Debby York propped her head up on her hands.

Christine White held her straw, “Why?”

“What else could it be for? Do you think I don’t know that you’ve always wanted to get pregnant?”

“You …” Christine White was slightly surprised.

As if she knew what she was going to say, Debby York bristled, “I happened to see you staring at other people’s small children during the two days of the reunion, a situation where you’re nothing but trying to kidnap a child or begging for one.”

“So you found out.” Christine White put down her coconut milk with a sigh.

Debby York grunted, “I’m not stupid, when are you going to check?”

“Tomorrow.”

“You’re going to take tomorrow, Monday, off?”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.

Debby York yawned and asked lazily, “Is your husband with you?”

“I haven’t told him I might be pregnant yet, I’m going to wait until the test comes back, and if I am, I’m going to surprise him.”

“That’s pretty good, so I’ll stay with you tomorrow.”

Christine White was stunned, “You don’t work?”

“Going to work isn’t as important as you.” Debby York tapped her on the forehead.

Christine White beamed, “It hurts.”

“Sorry, lost control of my strength for a moment heh heh.” Debby York dejectedly grinned, where there was no semblance of sincerity in her apology.

Christine White rolled her eyes at her in feigned irritation, “Stop it, I’m going to the bathroom.”

“Well, well, well, go go go.” Debby York waved.

Christine White gets up to leave.

When she returned, Debby York pointed to her cell phone on the table, “Your husband just called.”

Christine White’s heart thumped, “You didn’t answer it, did you?”

“Your husband, what am I doing answering the phone?” Debby York gave her a strange look.

Christine White was relieved that the note she’d saved for Baird Lane was a husband and not a name.

“I’ll go call my husband back then.” With that, she grabbed her cell phone and headed out of the food court, calling Baird Lane back from outside.

Soon the call and was answered and Baird Lane’s cool voice came through, “Where are you?”


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