Seize His Little Wife

Christine White lay down worried, all sleep gone, keeping her eyes open and thinking.

After thinking about it for I don’t know how long, she felt the sleepiness return just a little.

She yawned and turned on her side as well, sleeping with her back to Baird Lane.

In the following two days, Christine White was still thinking of what reason she could use in rejecting Baird Lane, but before she could say anything, Baird Lane went to bed first by himself or came back very late, with no intention of having anything with her at all.

It made her relieved and a little panicked.

Panicked, she wondered if he was still mad at her for her rejection two days ago.

And she was afraid to ask!

“President Lane, the information you requested.” Christine White stood in front of Baird Lane’s desk and handed the file over with both hands.

Without looking up, Baird Lane returned, “Put it down.”

“Good.” Christine White placed the file in the empty spot to his right and stood still.

Baird Lane’s mind was on his work, but out of the corner of his eye he easily detected her movements.

He stopped his hands on the keyboard and twisted his head toward her, “You’re not leaving yet?”

“There is one thing.” Christine White twisted the corner of her coat.

Baird Lane leaned back in his chair, “What is it?”

“It’s Debby’s birthday and I may not go back.” She said.

Baird Lane frowned, “Not going back?”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “You planning on staying out?”

“No, sleeping at Debby’s.”

“No way!” Baird Lane wouldn’t agree.

Christine White froze slightly, “Why?”noveldrama

“It’s not like you don’t have a home, so why are you staying at someone else’s.” Baird Lane sulked.

Christine White bites her lip, “But Debby’s birthday party is at night, and it’s bound to be late when it’s over, and it’s not a good time to get a cab, so that’s why I wanted to stay.”

“No way.” Baird Lane still won’t say yes.

Christine White was anxious, “Is it hard for me to come back in the middle of the night?”

“I’ll get you.” Baird Lane looped his arm.

Christine White was surprised, “You came to pick me up?”

“Where’s her house?” Baird Lane asked without answering.

Christine White dully gave him the address of Debby York’s house.

He waved his hand after hearing this and shooed him away, “I know, I’ll call you when it’s ten o’clock at night, so get out.”

Christine White went out with a fluttering pace, and the whole thing felt like it was stepping on a cloud in a kind of unreal way.

He’s actually going to pick her up?

Was he worried that she wouldn’t be able to get a cab on her way back, or that it wouldn’t be safe?

Christine White twisted her head to look at the door to the president’s office and couldn’t help but smile, her heart sweet.

She didn’t know if she was guessing correctly or not, but it didn’t stop her from thinking so at all.

Christine White returned to her office and spun around twice in excitement after sitting in her chair.

But such excitement didn’t last long before it was interrupted by a phone call.

The incoming call was an unfamiliar number, still in the same city, she hesitated but answered it, “Hello there, this is Christine White.”

I wonder if it’s some kind of sales harassment call.

“Hello Christine White, this is Hugh Dong,” came Hugh Dong’s seductive and provocative voice from the phone.

Christine White was stunned, “How did you get my number?”

Didn’t she not give it to him?

Hugh Dong laughed lowly, a laugh that made people’s bones crunch when they heard it, “If you don’t give it to me, then I’ll have to look it up myself, it’s not that hard for me is it?”

“So you asked for it last time?” Christine White was speechless.

“The last time I asked you for it, it was called sincerity, after all, casually going to investigate your number doesn’t seem very respectful, and if it wasn’t for the fact that you wouldn’t give it to me, I wouldn’t have wanted to do it.” Hugh Dong said aggrievedly.

Christine White rolled her eyes, “Mr. Dong, what can I do for you?”

“It’s nothing much, it’s just what I told you last time, how are you considering it?” Hugh Dong asked.

Christine White’s small face went cold, “If Dong always says that he wants me to leave my husband and be with you, then I will answer you directly, no way! And I don’t believe that the statement that Dong always likes me is true, instead I think that Dong always says this just to use me to achieve something.”

On the other side of the phone, Hugh Dong’s smile slowly dissipated, replaced by a face full of coldness, even the pair of peach blossom eyes have become cold and appalling.

This woman …

Did Baird Lane analyze it and tell her?

Hugh Dong thought for a moment, not sure if he was right, so he temporarily suppressed this guess and put away all the expressions and emotions that he had just shown, changing back to the way he was at the beginning.

“Ms. White, it really breaks my heart when you say that, I really like you.” He sighed with a lost face.

Christine White snorted coldly, “I don’t believe it, I know what kind of person I am, you’re so good will look at me?”

“It has nothing to do with being good or not, I just happen to be attracted to you.” Hugh Dong laughs.

Christine White’s little face flushed.

This guy can talk too much about love, can’t he?

Though she knew his words couldn’t be trusted, she couldn’t help but be aroused by him.

Christine White hastily slapped her cheeks to clear her head.

Christine White, Christine White, you’re a married man.

How can I be teased?

Christine White took a deep breath, hurriedly adjusted her mindset, put on a cold look and said, “Mr. Dong, I won’t believe whatever you say, if you don’t have anything else, I’ll hang up first.”

“Wait.” Hugh Dong called out to her, “I have one more thing.”

“You say.” Christine White frowned.

Hugh Dong hooked the corner of his mouth, “Ms. White, you can disbelieve the statement that I like you, but there is one thing that you must believe me, and as I said last time, and that is that President Lane is not right for you, and that you get hurt after being with him.”

Hearing this, Christine White got a little fired up, “Mr. Dong, why do you always have to say these things, you just can’t see me as good?”

“Don’t be angry Ms. White, I’m not seeing that you’re not well, it’s precisely because I’m thinking of you that I’m telling you this, you know how … recently.”

“I don’t know and I don’t want to hear it okay?” Christine White interrupted him with an exasperated sigh and simply hung up the phone.

She knew that she and Baird Lane were from two different worlds, and it was not appropriate for them to be together, but they were together, and it was just as well that these people didn’t wish them well, why did they always say such heartbreaking things?

And something about her getting hurt with Baird!

It’s not like she doesn’t know that Baird can’t let go of Molly Bort in his heart, and it does hurt her, but she’s okay with it because Baird said he won’t get divorced and won’t get back together with Molly Bort, and these people have to be reminded of that, annoying as hell!

Christine White dropped her cell phone and got up to go to the bathroom.

After washing her face, the anger inside her calmed down a little, then she came back and blacked out Hugh Dong’s phone number straight away.

“Let’s see you call in this time.” She muttered triumphantly.

In the afternoon, Christine White took a taxi to Debby York’s house after finishing up some last-minute information and handing it over to Baird Lane.

Debby York’s birthday party was held at her house and was decorated with a great atmosphere.

When Christine White arrived, there were already quite a few people at her house, almost a dozen at a glance, with a male to female ratio of about ten to three, and all of them were about the same age as them.

Christine White watched the enthusiastic energy of Yu’s mother as she pulled Debby York and wandered among the men, and in her heart, she roughly understood what this so-called birthday party really meant.

Instead of this being a birthday party, let’s say it’s a blind date orchestrated by Yu’s mother.

No wonder why Debby York had that look on her face when she delivered the invitations at the time.

“Pfft!” Christine White couldn’t help but snicker.

Debby York finally shook off Yu’s mother and walked over to her, a picture of paralyzed exhaustion and sat down next to her, “What are you laughing at?”