Seize His Little Wife

“You …” Molly Bort gasped.

But in the next second, she calmed down again.

“So what if I’m not dead, so what if I’m not divorced, I can get my hands on your place sooner or later if I want it.” Molly Bort made a gesture of holding on firmly.

Christine White closed her eyes fiercely and also calmed down for the time being, “Really, in that case, how about we wait for Baird to come back, and when he does, how about we let him say himself that he wants me to step aside?”

Though Molly Bort said they were back together, and she vaguely believed it in her heart, there was still an expectation, an expectation of Baird Lane.

She wanted him to tell her himself that what Molly Bort had said was false, of course, but if it was true, she would choose to divorce him and make them whole, because she was not a stalker’s woman.

Unlike Christine White, who has already figured out for herself the path she’s going to take from here, Molly Bort is starting to panic.

She lowered her eyelids, her teeth biting up her lower lip, her heart anxious with unease.

Waiting for Baird Lane to come back? How can we get him back!

He’d come back, so wouldn’t all of what she’d said be debunked, and piss him off at the same time.

She just saw that Christine White came back and didn’t tell him, he didn’t know Christine White was alive yet, so she was relieved to boldly say these words to Christine White, making Christine White misunderstand, so she absolutely couldn’t let him come back.

Except he’s coming back and she can’t stop him, so it looks like it’s going to have to come from Christine White here.

At the thought, Molly Bort’s lowered eyes glinted with a bit of menace, as if she wanted to do something.

“Christine White, ever say you’re stupid!” Molly Bort suddenly spoke up and said something that made Christine White fumble for words.

Christine White pursed her lips and looked at her coldly without speaking.

Molly Bort added, “You know what? A person who has been continuously counted out by another person will most certainly not be in that person’s sights, only you, like you can’t get enough lessons …”

“What the hell are you trying to say?” Christine White frowned impatiently while her mind wondered when the hell Baird Lane was coming back.

“I’d like to say …”

Before the words were finished, Molly Bort was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the doorbell.

Worried that Christine White would open her mouth, she immediately grabbed the question in a bad tone, “Who is it?”

“Me, open the door!” Aunt Lucy’s voice came through the door, in the same bad tone.

It really pissed her off, why did Mr. bring this woman to the villa and asked her to give the key to this woman, causing her to have to ask this woman to open the door even now that she was back!

“Wait a minute!” Molly Bort was anxious when she heard that it was Aunt Lucy who had returned.

Open the door?

How can this be!

The door opens and Aunt Lucy comes in and sees Christine White, doesn’t that tell you that Christine White is still alive?

And if Aunt Lucy knows, that means Baird Lane will know, and if Baird Lane knows, he’ll definitely come back immediately, so won’t what she just said, and her kidney really go to Christine White?

This is absolutely not okay!

Molly Bort looked flustered and bit her nails.

It was her belief that Christine White was dead and she didn’t want to be sent to prison by Baird Lane that she blurted out the secret that Christine White had genetic kidney failure.

And the reason why she blurted out again that her kidney matched Christine White’s was to buy time to take Baird Lane down and become The Lane Family’s new matriarch’s before Baird Lane realized that Christine White was really dead.

But now that Christine White is back, it means that all her plans will fail and she will also lose a kidney, how can she accept that, so she absolutely can’t let anyone find out that Christine White is still alive.

At the thought, a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in Molly Bort’s eyes, fleetingly, before she saw Christine White heading toward the foyer.

Startled, she lowered her voice and shouted, “Christine White, what are you doing?”

Christine White stopped in her tracks and twisted her head to look at Molly Bort like she was an idiot, “What do you think I’m doing, opening the door of course, standing still like you?”

“Open the door?” Molly Bort, like a cat that has stepped on its tail, sternly orders, “You’re not allowed to go!”

“If you say I’m not allowed, I’m not allowed? Who do you think you are?” Christine White coldly replied back, turning her head back and continuing to walk forward.

Molly Bort’s expression rose menacingly when she didn’t listen to her, and she looked around, her eyes narrowing for a moment when she saw the ceramic ashtray on the coffee table, then whirled around and grabbed it in one hand as she walked briskly after her.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Chasing after Christine White, Molly Bort grimaces and raises an ashtray and smashes it hard into the back of Christine White’s head.

Bang!

After a heavy muffled thud, Christine White fell to the ground unconscious without even a cry of pain.

Molly Bort looked down at the ground at the man she had knocked unconscious, and with a tremor in her hand, the ashtray slipped and fell to the ground with a snap and shattered.

Outside the door, Aunt Lucy heard the commotion and her usual kind and gentle face was filled with anger, “Bort’s, what are you doing in there, why don’t you open the door?”

Molly Bort didn’t answer back, her fierce eyes scanning the rooms on the first floor before settling on the door to the storage room, then lifting the back of Christine White’s collar and dragging her toward the storage room.

A few minutes later, Molly Bort emerged from the storage room, straightened her disheveled clothes a little, and put on an impatient face as she went to the foyer to open the door.

The door opened and Aunt Lucy walked in with a shove on her shoulder, “Bort’s, what the hell are you doing in there, taking so long to open the door!”

Not annoyed at being pushed, Molly Bort pointed to the floor not far from the foyer, “Here, see, I broke the ashtray and cut my finger, so I went to take care of the wound, which delayed opening the door.”

Despite her words, she hadn’t the slightest intention of taking her finger out to show Aunt Lucy to prove she was hurt.

Aunt Lucy didn’t think of this either, she just looked at the broken ashtray on the floor and was very upset, “This ashtray is on the coffee table, you have nothing to do but bring it here and break it for what, are you crazy?”

Molly Bort was upset and kicked the debris on the floor, “Am I crazy? I wasn’t even worried that it wasn’t you out there, I was trying to take this for defense and I broke my foot before I fell.”

Hearing this, Aunt Lucy gasped and laughed, “The person outside isn’t me? You’re not deaf, are you, you can’t hear my voice?”

“Who knows if it’s a voice changer.” Molly Bort sneered.

Aunt Lucy was so furious that her eyes were a little black and her seeing was blurred, “Okay, okay, okay, I won’t argue with you okay!”

With that, she carried the things she had brought back from the hospital and walked into the living room.

Molly Bort bristled and didn’t stay in the foyer long enough to follow.

When she went inside, she saw Aunt Lucy looking around and her heart tightened, so she quickly asked aloud, “What are you doing?”

“Whatever!” Aunt Lucy sneered back at her.

She wasn’t about to tell this woman that she was looking for a surprise.

Just now, when she came back, she met Mr. Toki outside, and Mr. Toki told her that there was a surprise waiting for her at home.

So where’s the surprise? How come there’s none after looking around.

Molly Bort’s heart sank as she watched Aunt Lucy’s sudden disappointment.

I don’t know what the old woman was looking around for, but what I can be sure of is that what she had just done hadn’t been discovered yet.

But the old woman hadn’t found what she wanted to find, and it was hard to guarantee that she wouldn’t go into the storage room, and in the event that she did, Christine White was sure to be found.

Gotta think of a way to sidetrack this old lady.

Thinking about this, Molly Bort glanced at her suitcase and had an idea.