Seize His Little Wife

Christine White looked back at the hospital doors behind her, “I … I’m home.”

She couldn’t say she was at the hospital or he’d think she’d gone to see Ives Norton.

If she said she hadn’t seen it, he might not necessarily believe her, in case she had Gates come to the hospital and ask about it, and asked her to go to the OB/GYN, and then wouldn’t it be exposed that she was pregnant?

She wasn’t going to tell him right away, she was going to wait until her birthday to surprise him and her grandfather, her birthday and Debby York were almost next to each other anyway, just about ten days.

However what Christine White didn’t expect was for Baird Lane to break down her lie straight away, “At home? Aunt Lucy said you went out and you’re telling me you’re at home?”

This woman, what a nice thing to do. She’s actually learned to lie!

And lying to his face!

Christine White’s little face changed, “You … You asked Aunt Lucy?”

“Hmph, or what?” Baird Lane grunted.

Christine White spat out her tongue in justification, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have lied.”

“Say, where have you been?” Baird Lane asked again.

Christine White looked over to Debby York who was staring at her with an odd look on her face, “I was out with a friend and my friend wasn’t feeling well.”

“The reason you told Gates for your leave of absence was that you weren’t feeling well, Christine White, so which statement was true and which was not?” Baird Lane’s voice sank.

When he came out of the meeting, he heard Gates say she wasn’t feeling well and immediately called back to the cottage to ask Aunt Lucy how she was doing.

As a result, Aunt Lucy said she went out, so he had no choice but to call her again, but he didn’t expect her to lie to him.

It’s a shame he was worried about her at the time!

Christine White heard that Baird Lane was angry and her lip bit up, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lie, I was afraid that if I said I was with a friend, you wouldn’t give me permission to take the day off, so …”

“Okay, which friend are you compensating?” Baird Lane interrupted her.

Christine White replied in a whisper, “I only have one friend.”

Baird Lane understood, his thin lips pursed, “Go back early after your company.”

Christine White’s eyes lit up, “You’re not mad at me anymore?”

Baird Lane grunted, didn’t answer her, and simply hung up the phone.

“What the hell is he like? Is he mad at me or not?” Christine White muttered with a beep as she put away her cell phone.

Debby York hemmed and hawed and came over, “Your husband?”

“Uh-huh.”

“If it’s your husband, why are you answering it behind my back, afraid I’ll hear you talking?” Debby York narrowed her eyes.

Christine White rubbed her nose, “You guessed it.”

She was still really afraid she’d hear Baird Lane’s voice.

By the time Baird Lane is her husband, it’s definitely going to be discovered.

“Che, I don’t want to hear it yet.” Debby York grunted, with a look of feigned disinterest.

If it weren’t for her cooing eyes, Christine White thought she’d have to take her word for it.

“Well, you don’t want to hear it, okay?” Christine White cried and laughed.

Debby York bristled arrogantly, “Christine, you just said a friend wasn’t feeling well and accompanied a friend, and that friend is me, right?”

“Exactly.” Christine White graciously admitted.

Debby York rubbed her chin, “Why don’t you just tell him the truth?”

“Because I don’t want him to know I’m pregnant just yet, and didn’t I say I was going to surprise him, so I’ll just have to use you as a shield, sorry Debby .” Christine White apologized.

Debby York waved her hand nonchalantly, “Ou la, I’m not blaming you, I’m just curious as to why you lied, come on, let’s get back, I have to work this afternoon.”noveldrama

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.

Debby York had driven herself, and Christine White had asked her to drop herself off at a station near the villa area before parting.

Christine White returned to the villa and Aunt Lucy rushed to greet her, “Madam you are finally back.”

“What’s wrong?” Christine White put down her bag.

Aunt Lucy stared at her stomach, “Of course I’m anxious to know the results of your test, ma’am, how did it go? Pregnant or not?”

Christine White smiled and took the checklist out of her bag and handed it over.

Aunt Lucy hurriedly took it and checked it, and when she saw the end, she slapped her thighs in surprise, “Pregnant, haha, ma’am, you’re pregnant!”

Christine White nodded as she rubbed the small of her back.

Aunt Lucy saw the list returned to her and, seeing that she was still standing, rushed to help her to the sofa to sit down.

“Aunt Lucy, I’m not that fragile.” Christine White cried and laughed.

“This can’t be done, the pre-pregnancy period is very dangerous, you must be careful at all times, besides, this is the great-grandchild that the master has been longing for, you can’t afford to have a little accident, by the way ma’am, are you thirsty?” Aunt Lucy asked.

Christine White felt her throat, a little dry, “A little thirsty.”

“I’ll get you some water then.”

Aunt Lucy went quickly to the kitchen and quickly poured a glass of milk out.

“Thanks.” Christine White took it and drank a dollop.

Aunt Lucy looked at her with a loving face, “Ma’am, the baby is still healthy, right?”

“The baby is healthy, it’s just my body …” Christine White’s eyes drooped bleakly.

Aunt Lucy’s smile faded and she tensed, “What’s wrong with you ma’am?”

Christine White sighed and set her glass down, “Aunt Lucy you know I donated bone marrow and then the doctor told me …”

She told her everything the doctor had told her at the time.

Aunt Lucy listened, her old face red with anger, “Damn The Bort Family people! And Mr. …”

“Okay Aunt Lucy,” Christine White pulled her back, “Don’t be angry, the doctor said I’m basically fine as long as I take care of myself and protect the baby.”

“That’s what I say, but I just can’t get over the fact that mister let his wife be in such poor health for a woman like that that the baby won’t be easy to keep.” Aunt Lucy was furious.

Christine White was sad inside, too, but she knew that Baird Lane couldn’t be blamed for all of it.

After all, she was the one who signed the bone marrow donation letter.

Also she volunteered!

“Ma’am, when are you going to tell His Lordship and Sir about your pregnancy?” Aunt Lucy asked again after suppressing her anger a little bit.

Christine White sipped her milk and returned, “On my birthday.”

Aunt Lucy thought about it, “That’s fine, it’s not like it’s going to be more than ten days.”

“So Aunt Lucy, you’re going to have to keep this a secret for me.” Christine White winked.

Aunt Lucy nodded, “Don’t worry ma’am, I will.”

“I’ll go up and rest for a while then.” Christine White pointed upstairs.

“Go on, I’ll go to the kitchen and make you some tonic soup, I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

“Good.” Christine White hmmmed, gave her the glass of milk, and went upstairs.

She slept for a long time again, this time.

When I woke up, it was six in the afternoon.

Christine White yawns and comes downstairs where Baird Lane is sitting on the living room couch reading a financial magazine.

She flinched when she saw him, thinking she was mistaken, and after rubbing her eyes, she was sure she wasn’t mistaken.

“Baird, when did you get back?” Christine White asked softly as she walked over.

Before Baird Lane could answer, Aunt Lucy came over with cut fruit and answered, “Mister has been back for a while, and went to see you in your room ma’am.”

“Seen me?” Christine White was slightly surprised, “I didn’t feel a thing.”

“You sleep like a pig.” Baird Lane said venomously.

Christine White’s mouth twitched, “Where’s the difference.”

“Yes sir, Mrs. is your wife, how can you talk about her like that, and Mrs. has been sleepy lately, it’s not because of the …”

“Aunt Lucy!” interrupted Christine White in a huff.

Aunt Lucy then reacted to the fact that she had almost blurted it out and hurriedly put down the fruit and went back to the kitchen.

“Because of what?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes on Christine White.