Seize His Little Wife

“What can I tell her?” Christine White looked at him strangely.

She doesn’t even know Molly Bort, she’s never even met her, so where’s the conversation.

“You tell her you’re my wife.” Baird Lane went to the bedside with a grim face.

Christine White’s mouth dropped open, “I …”

“Looks like you remembered.” He interrupted her.

“Yes, I did say something like that.” Christine White bit her lip, “But I didn’t say anything wrong.”

“It’s not wrong, but did I ever tell you that you weren’t allowed to tell anyone about our relationship?” Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed out a few chills.

Christine White justifiably put her head down, her voice small, “Yes, but I didn’t say my name, she doesn’t know who I am …”

“You should be glad she didn’t know and didn’t believe it, or I wouldn’t forgive you if anything happened to Molly!” Baird Lane tore the tie from his neck and turned to the checkroom.

Christine White sat up in bed, her little face white and white.

She didn’t understand what could have happened to Molly Bort when all she did was say something about being his wife.

He even chastised her as soon as he returned.

Christine White gathered the covers together and leaned back against the bed, heartbroken.

Baird Lane came out of the checkroom in a different set of clothes, “Your medical report came back with results.”

Christine White stiffened and quickly regained her composure, “Yeah right.”

“You won’t ask me what the outcome is?” Baird Lane looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

Christine White tugged slightly at the corners of her mouth, squeezing out a forced smile, “All the same.”

“What do you mean?”

Christine White dropped her eyes without answering.

For her, the outcome would be the same no matter what.

He won’t give up her bone marrow, so she’s a definite donor for this one.

Seeing Christine White’s silence, Baird Lane walked over to the wine cooler, took out a bottle of red wine and opened it, still spelling out the results, “You won’t have any after effects.”

“Really?” Christine White straightened her back.

“It’s true.” Baird Lane settled on the couch across from the bed and nodded softly.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Christine White laughed.

Though she knew she wouldn’t be able to avoid the end of donating her bone marrow, she was still relieved to hear this.

“So what’s your answer?” Baird Lane shook his glass and gazed into her eyes.

Christine White’s heart lifted and she clasped the palms of her hands, “I already have the answer, but Baird, I have one more question for you, and I’ll tell you what my answer is after you’ve answered me first.”

“Question?”

“Yes.”

Baird Lane hesitated, “You ask.”

Christine White took a deep breath, “My question is, what would you do if I didn’t want to donate my bone marrow?”

“So your answer is you don’t want to?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes.

Christine White looked at him, “You answer me first.”

Baird Lane rubbed his glass, his eyes shifted, and finally, as if he had made some decision, he slowly spat out four words, “Enforcement!”

Christine White’s heart instantly cooled down, bitterly closed her eyes, and naaah, “Sure enough ah …”

Even though I had guessed his answer, I still couldn’t accept it when I actually heard it with my own ears.

“You really care about that Miss Molly Bort.” Christine White’s lip was all over her.

Baird Lane took a sip of his drink and heaved his glass, “I can’t let her die!”

“What about me?” Christine White grabbed herself by the chest and gave a smile that was worse than a cry, “So you get to sacrifice me right?”

“And you won’t die!” Baird Lane rubbed his temples in annoyance.

Don’t understand why she has to make simple things so complicated.

Hearing the impatience in his words, Christine White was both aggrieved and a little angry, tears unconsciously began to well up in her eyes, “I’m not going to die, but there’s not a single person who doesn’t want to be in one piece, and you’re so determined to have my bone marrow, have you ever thought about how I feel?”

Baird Lane was silent.

After a moment, he stood up, “I was wrong about this, I didn’t make it clear to you in the beginning, but I’ll hold you accountable and won’t let you donate your bone marrow for nothing.”

“I don’t want you to be responsible, but I do want you to agree to one condition, I’ll sign the donation form if you do.” Christine White raised her sleeve and roughly wiped the tears from her eyes, the

Baird Lane glanced at her movements and subconsciously frowned, looking a little uncomfortable, “Still on the same terms as last time?”

“No.” Christine White shook her head, her emotions calming a little.

“What’s that?”

“I know that you don’t have any feelings for me, and that you are reluctant in your heart to let you and I be a real couple, so I won’t force you, I only hope that you can give me a child.” Christine White clenched her hands together tightly and used the biggest courage in her life to say these words out.

She knew she was doing it wrong.

But she really can’t help it, the old man wants her to have a child for The Lane Family, and if she never does, the old man is likely to divorce her from Baird Lane.

She didn’t want a divorce, so she had to resort to this, and for some selfish reasons, she thought that in case they had a child, he might look at her a little more, and at that time, they would be a real couple.

“You want children?” A few moments of dismay spilled from Baird Lane’s dark pupils, how he hadn’t expected Christine White’s condition to be this.

Christine White to the finger, whispered: “I’m actually okay, the main thing is that grandpa wants to hold great-grandchildren, these three years he has urged me many times, but also had said that if you do not hold great-grandchildren in the future, there will be no opportunity to do so …..”

Baird Lane did not suspect that Christine White was lying to him, for the old man had approached him and said the same thing.

He did not want children, but Grandpa was really old and his health was beginning to fail, maybe just for a few years, and Grandpa would only recognize Christine White as his granddaughter-in-law.

He didn’t love Christine White, but he didn’t resist approaching her, simply because she didn’t smell of all the tallow that made him sick, and all those nasty little minds, and maybe it wouldn’t be such a big deal to have a child with her, and just give it to his grandfather.

And the bottom line is that he and Molly are not going to make it, and Molly is not going to give up her dancing and figure to stay home and have a baby.

At the thought, Baird Lane’s cheeks puffed out and he exhaled softly, “Yes!”

“What?” Christine White was a little unresponsive.

Baird Lane re-poured himself a drink, “I said, I agree.”

“You’re not kidding?” Christine White’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Baird Lane quirked his head and swept her a displeased scowl, “You think I’m someone who jokes?”

Christine White shook her head in a huff.

He had always been a man of few words, and she couldn’t imagine what it would be like for him to joke.

So he’s serious.

He’s really agreed to give her a child.

Christine White bites her nails, her heart racing with excitement, then hears footsteps and realizes that Baird Lane is walking towards her.

“What are you … you doing?” She leaned back slightly on her upper body.

“Don’t you want kids? What do you think I want.” Baird Lane returned lightly, placing his hand on the sash at his waist and slowly and methodically pulling the sash of his robe away, and soon his pale, toned chest was exposed to the air.

Christine White’s heart instantly raced and a small face burst into red, “That … I haven’t signed the bone marrow donation form yet.”

She was too busy turning her head away to look at him.

“Sign tomorrow as well.” Baird Lane shrugged off his bathrobe and yanked her arm through without a second thought, pinning her down on the bed and leaning over her …