Seize His Little Wife

By late, he didn’t mean on his side, but on Christine White’s.

Christine White gripped the cell phone tightly with both hands, because she was too excited inside, causing her words to be incomplete now, “Brother … I …”

“What’s wrong? Are you being bullied?” Hearing the sob in Christine White’s voice, Bess Camp’s expression turned serious.

Christine White shook her head, “No, I’m not being bullied, I’m just so happy.”

“Happy?” Bess Camp raised an eyebrow, coming to attention, “What is it, exactly, that makes you so happy?”

This isn’t about Baird Lane, is it?

“It’s Little Treasure …” Christine White looked at the bedroom door, “Little Treasure he called me mom.”

“What?” On the other end of the line, Bess Camp was stunned and it took a moment for her to find her voice, “Called your mom?”

“Uh-huh!” Christine White nodded repeatedly.

Bess Camp was pleasantly surprised, “So, Bo can talk?”

“No, Bao can’t talk yet, and he didn’t call me mom directly, but he wrote the word mom on a note, and he still can’t call it out, and it’s precisely because he knows that that he calls me in that way, brother, I’m so happy!”

“Yeah.” Bess Camp exclaimed, “That is indeed something to be happy about, even though the little one can’t shout yet, the fact that he is able to express his feelings for you in writing shows that this is a sign that Bao’s autism is gradually getting better, and I’m sure that at this rate Bao won’t be far away from talking orally.”

“Uh-huh, that’s what I thought.” Christine White concurred.

“Where’s Bo?” Bess Camp asked.

Christine White’s expression was so gentle that she was about to drown, “little baby is asleep.”

“So, I was hoping to say hello to Bo.” Bess Camp was a little regretful.

Christine White smiled, “Tomorrow, I’ll have Bo video you tomorrow.”

“Okay, it’s a deal, it just so happens that mom and dad miss Bao, you remember to take a picture of the note that Bao wrote to you later and send it to me, I’ll show it to mom and dad, they’ll be happy to read it too.” Bess Camp said.

Christine White had no objections either and balked.

The Camp Family hasn’t had a happy event since their grandmother passed away two years ago.

It’s really time for them to be happy about the improvement of the little treasure.

“By the way, have you seen him?” Bess Camp asked again.

To whom this he refers is self-evident.

Christine White was silent for two seconds, “See.”

“So soon?” Bess Camp was surprised.

Christine White teased her big waves and said in a muted voice, “Yeah, I didn’t expect to see him when I got back today either.”

“And did he recognize you?” Bess Camp was a little worried.

Christine White lounged lazily on the couch, “Just a little skeptical, but after reading my profile on wikipedia, he should be convinced that I’m not Christine White.”

“Yeah.” Bess Camp nodded, “This time you’re back home, and while I don’t know how you want to get back at them, and I don’t care, it’s on the condition that you protect yourself and don’t be stupid like you were six years ago.”

Christine White’s heart went soft, “Well, I know, I’m not the same person I used to be.”

“It’s good to know, if you have any difficulties tell me or tell mom and dad in time, we’ll all do our best to help you, don’t forget, you’re a The Camp Family person, The Camp Family is your backing!” Bess Camp admonished her again.

Christine White’s eyes were a little sour, touched and sniffled, “I won’t forget, but it’s you, brother, instead of worrying about me, why don’t you worry about yourself, mom and dad are in a hurry to hold their grandchildren.”

“You girl …”

“Okay brother, I’m not talking to you, say hi to mom and dad for me, bye!” Christine White didn’t give him a chance to be mean to her, interrupting him in a hurry and snickering as she cut the phone off.

The last thing she liked right now was a scene that was too melodramatic, so it was better to end the call early.

Otherwise, if she let him talk any longer, she would really cry out from being moved.

This man ah, really the older you get, the more verbose, and these years he also changed a lot of temperament, from calm and gentle, became all jumping out of the childish a lot!

Shaking her head with a lost smile, Christine White picked up the note Po had written to her and gently placed it on the coffee table, smoothing it slowly with her palm before picking up her cell phone and snapping a picture, sending it to Bess Camp.

After sending it, she stared at her phone screen for two minutes without seeing a message back from Bess Camp, and knew he wasn’t going to message back.

Probably sulking over the fact that she had just interrupted him and hung up the phone.

“This is getting really childish.” Thinking that, Christine White let out a light laugh and backhandedly removed her cell phone case.

She then picked up the note on the coffee table, carefully folded it, and placed it behind her cell phone.

Immediately after that, she put the phone case she had just removed back on, hiding the note inside the phone and the case.

That way, she wouldn’t have to be afraid of losing the note.

It was the most beautiful ‘love letter’ Bao had ever written to her, and it should never be lost!

With that done, Christine White put down her phone and got up and headed for the bedroom, and after making sure Bo was asleep, she grabbed a bottle of red wine and a tall glass and walked out onto the balcony alone to have a drink, wanting to celebrate Bo’s improvement.

Because she was so happy, she drank most of the bottle of red wine in a row, and only after she felt a little drunk did she stagger back to her bedroom.

The next day, she was awakened by a phone call.

She opened her eyes in a daze and stretched one arm out from under the covers, and after feeling the cell phone at the foot of the bed, she put it right to her ear without looking at it, “Who is it?”

“It’s me, Ives,” came Ives Norton’s spirited voice on the other end of the line, a stark contrast to Christine White’s raspy, sleepy, smoky voice.

Christine White scratched her hair and sat up, “It’s you, calling me this early, what’s up?”

“It’s nothing, I woke you up specifically to drop Bo off at kindergarten and then bring you to my hospital.” Ives Norton said.

Christine White cried and laughed a little after hearing this, “Didn’t you say last night that I would just send little baby to kindergarten by myself, as for going to the hospital, I will go there by myself after sending little baby, where do you need to make a special trip?”

“Originally I was planning to do so, but then I thought that you had just returned to China and your jet lag had not yet been reversed, so what if you didn’t show up at all? You see, I guessed it, it’s almost eight o’clock and you’re not even up.”

“Eight o’clock?” Christine White froze and hurriedly took her cell phone off her ear and put it in front of her eyes to see that it was eight o’clock.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Why didn’t the alarm go off?

“What’s wrong?” Ives Norton asked anxiously, sensing some alarm on the other end of the line.

Christine White rubbed her forehead, “It’s fine, I was wondering why the alarm didn’t go off, it’s a good thing you called or I would have made Bo late for her first day back.”

“Oh, it’s okay, just open the door, I’m outside the suite door.” Ives Norton smiled.

Christine White hmmm’d and yawned as she got out of bed and headed for the living room.

The door opened and Ives Norton walked in dressed in casual clothes, “Where’s Bo?”

“I think he’s still asleep, so sit down for a while and I’ll go get him.” Christine White arrived with a glass of water for him and turned to walk into the other bedroom.

Although Bo is only five years old, he is already very independent and has been sleeping in a room by himself since two years ago.

Only occasionally, during naps, would she sleep with Bo.

As for the usual, it’s Bo who sleeps by himself.

Gently pushing open the door of little baby’s room, Christine White had thought that little baby was still sleeping, but in the end, just as she walked into the room, she saw the scene of little baby already sitting on the sofa fully dressed and playing with the Rubik’s Cube.

At once, Christine White was a little ashamed that when her son had woken up, her mother had actually slept until now.

“Baby, when did you wake up? Why don’t you call mommy?” Christine White walked over and rubbed Little Treasure’s hair.