Seize His Little Wife

Feeling the sadness emanating from Christine White, Ives Norton took a moment to think about it and realized why.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly and comforted softly, “Don’t worry Christine, I’ll do my best to cure Bao.”

Christine White heard this and although she didn’t think he’d make it, she was touched in her heart and gave a hmmm and a thank you.

Moments later, the hotel arrived.

Ives Norton escorted mother and son to the suite, “This is where you’ll be staying?”

“Yeah.” Christine White nodded, trying to get Po off her body.

But Bao clung to her hair and wouldn’t come down.

There was no choice but to sit down on the couch with Christine White in her arms.

Ives Norton also walked over, “Staying in a hotel all the time isn’t an option, and you’re still carrying Bo, it’s not safe, why don’t I set you up with a place to stay, I’ve got a penthouse in the center of town …”

“No need!” Christine White smiled and refused, “My brother has already arranged a place for us to stay, but it’s still being cleaned right now, and I’m only staying at the hotel for two days for now, so I’ll move there once the place is cleaned.”

“I see, that’s fine, let me know when you’re moving and I’ll come over and help.” Ives Norton nodded.

Christine White didn’t say no and agreed.

After all, he was Po’s godfather, and it wouldn’t be good to refuse.

“Po is yawning.” Ives Norton uttered as he saw Po yawn in Christine White’s arms.

Christine White looked down, and sure enough, little baby’s palm-sized little face was full of sleepiness, and around the corners of his eyes were wet, apparently from yawning with tears.

“Baby, going to bed?” Christine White looked tenderly at her son in her arms.

Po didn’t respond, but his eyes were closed.

Christine White smiled and said to Ives Norton, “Sit down for a moment while I put Bo to bed.”

“Good.” Ives Norton answered.

Christine White stood up with Bo in her arms and headed for the bedroom.

Ives Norton watched her back, emotion written in his eyes behind his lenses.

Time can really change a person completely.

She had changed so much in the last six years, so much that if he hadn’t known it was her, he would have thought she was really someone else.

In these six years, he watched her turn from an ugly duckling into a white swan, watched her give up her dream of fashion design and try to study business management, watched her become better little by little, watched her turn from Christine White into Christine Camp, watched her turn from an ordinary person who could do nothing to a powerful and cold woman.

That’s right, indifference!

She’s indifferent to everyone and everything except The Camp Family people, to Bo, and to him.

I don’t know if this indifference is a good thing or a bad thing.

Just as I was thinking about it, Christine White came back.

She brought a glass of water and gently placed it in front of Ives Norton’s heel, “What are you so absorbed in thinking about.”

Ives Norton came back to his senses and smiled as he picked up his glass of water, “It’s okay, Bo’s asleep?”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.

Ives Norton took a sip of water, “It’s true it’s better for Bo to feel secure with you around and fall asleep so quickly, usually he doesn’t fall asleep until most of the night and wakes up early in the morning.”

“Tough break.” Christine White apologized.

She knew very well in her heart how difficult it was to bring up Little Treasure.

It did trouble him this half of the month.

Ives Norton waved his hand, “What are you talking about, I’m the baby’s godfather, talk about hard work, and Bo is adorable, I love him. ”

“Well.” Christine White smiled happily.

She was genuinely happy.

After all, there isn’t a mom out there who doesn’t like to hear people compliment their kids on their cuteness.

“By the way, did you come back this time for the branch of The Camp Family?” Ives Norton asked suddenly.

Christine White folded her legs, “That’s right, The Camp Family’s branch in C-City was established last year, but it has never had a CFO, and this time I am serving as the CFO.”

“So, but other than that, no other purpose?” Ives Norton looked at her.

Christine White’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Ives, do you want to map anything?”

Ives Norton’s glasses reflect, “I heard that The Camp Family branch was recently going to work with The Lane Family Group on a new energy project together, and you just happened to be the CFO, which means you’re about to meet with Baird Lane, you … Did you come back for Baird Lane?”

Christine White didn’t answer.

Ives Norton is a little nervous.

After a few seconds, Christine White suddenly snorted in disdain, “For him? That’s right, I did come back home for him, but not for him as a person, but to get back at him, at Molly Bort, at Leo Bort, at all the people who brought harm to me!”

Listening to her hate-filled words, Ives Norton was a little alarmed and asked uncertainly, “Are you going to get back at Baird Lane?”

She got back at Molly Bort and they he could understand.

But why would she want to get back at Baird Lane?

Isn’t Baird her favorite.

“No out, I’m going to get back at him!” Christine White repeated, the corners of her mouth curving up in a cold arc.

Ives Norton was baffled, “And the reason?”

Christine White grunted mockingly, “I hate him, is that reason enough?”

Ives Norton opened his mouth and ran out of words.

Indeed, one hate is reason enough to get back at someone.

As for why she hated Baird Lane, he thought, he should know the answer.

“Christine, are you sure you want to get back at him?” Ives Norton was a little uneasy.

Christine White pursed her lips and asked instead of answering, “Ives, are you going to stop me?”Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“I …”

“If you’re going to stop me, or try to talk me out of it, then we have nothing more to talk about, there’s no way I’m going to stop, I’ve worked so hard and gone through so much to get my revenge, do you know what I’ve been through these last six years?” Christine White’s eyes went crimson.

Ives Norton saw that she was becoming visibly agitated and rushed to reassure her, “I know, of course I know, because I’ve seen it all in our eyes, I’m not trying to persuade you or stop you, I just think that Baird Lane has always been Bo’s father, and that maybe he can get Bo back to normal.”

Hearing this, Christine White’s expression flickered slightly, but soon, it returned to indifference, “Him? What can he do? Do you think Bo doesn’t know who his father is? He knows, I also took Baird Lane’s picture and showed it to him, but the fact that little baby didn’t react is enough to show that Baird Lane, he has no use for little baby’s condition, moreover, is he just little baby’s father?”

Ives Norton realized something and didn’t say anything.

But Christine White’s words have come and gone, and they won’t stop.

She laughed coldly before adding, “Now Baird Lane is not Po’s father to me, but the father of Molly Bort’s daughter.”

“Molly Bort’s daughter, not Baird Lane’s, Toby Dean’s.” Ives Norton thought she didn’t know and explained.

Who knows Christine White is not surprised at all, the sarcasm at the corner of her mouth grows thicker, “Of course I know it’s Toby Dean’s, but for him to raise his love rival’s daughter, as if she were his own, it’s obvious that he’s a brainiac.”

When Baird Lane married Molly Bort six years ago, she arranged for someone to announce Molly Bort’s affair with Toby Dean at their wedding, which resulted in the wedding being canceled, Baird Lane being humiliated, and Molly Bort passing out from anger.

That was also when she learned that Molly Bort was pregnant, not with Baird Lane’s child, but with Toby Dean’s.

She had thought that after what happened at the wedding and the baby in Molly Bort’s womb, Baird Lane wouldn’t marry Molly Bort again, but she didn’t expect them to get a marriage license before the wedding.

It’s funny how Baird Lane didn’t divorce Molly Bort after either of these things broke and raised Toby Dean’s daughter as his own.

And this behavior of his made her look at the joke at the same time.

What gives him the right to do that?