Seize His Little Wife

“Yeah, you helped me take care of Bao and provided me with clues to Leo Bort’s whereabouts, I haven’t thanked you properly since I’ve been back home for so long, so I’ll cook tonight, don’t mind if it’s not good.” Christine White placed the bag in her hand on the kitchen runners.

The Presidential Suite is just like an apartment, with a spacious and luxurious kitchen that is fully equipped with all the kitchenware and ingredients to make cooking very convenient.

Ives Norton also turned the direction of what he was holding, his white handsome face slightly flushed, “So you made this meal tonight just for me?”

“Right.” Christine White nodded.

Ives Norton’s eyes softened down, “Then I won’t mind, I’ll eat it all, even if you make it awful!”

This is the first time she’s ever cooked for him.

However, this fell on Christine White’s ears, but not touched at all, instead, it made her roll her eyes, “You straight man, and said that I cook hard to eat, how can I cook hard to eat, I’ve been learning everything over the years, and although I don’t dare to rival the three-star chef in terms of cooking, the level of the chef of the general meal spot can’t be as good as me.”

“Yes, yes, you’re right about everything.” Ives Norton chimed in.

All he could think about right now was the joy of her cooking for him herself, and he couldn’t hear anything else but that she was right.

Christine White looked at Ives Norton in this rare naivety and laughed a little.

“Where’s Po?” She suddenly remembered that she hadn’t seen Po when she came in.

Hearing her ask about Bo, Ives Norton finally calmed down first as well, pointing out of the kitchen, “In the room taking a bath.”

“I’ll go check it out then.” Christine White headed out of the kitchen.

Xiaobao became independent very early on, sleeping by herself from the age of three, bathing and dressing by herself at the age of three and a half, not letting her worry much, and being very understanding.

This understanding makes Christine White feel both relieved and a little lost at the same time.

After all, kids are so precocious and understanding that being a mom is a lot less fun doing things for them.

“Bao, are you in there?” Christine White came to the bathroom door and gently knocked on it.

No human voice responded in the bathroom, but the sudden sound of water told her that someone was in there.

Christine White knew that this was Po responding to her.

She smiled slightly, letting go.

Although little baby took a bath on his own at a very early age, but after all, he was only five years old, she was still worried that something would happen to him in the bath, like falling and choking or something.

That’s why she can only be at ease every time she hears little baby’s response.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Okay, mommy heard, then mommy won’t bother the baby, baby don’t wash for too long oh, it’s easy to get dizzy, mommy will go out first.” Christine White finished and turned to leave.

In the kitchen, Ives Norton was categorizing the dishes to put in the wards when he saw her return and asked with a smile, “Is Bo done with the laundry?”

“Not yet.” Christine White shook her head.

Ives Norton closed the refrigerator door, “Gonna cook?”

“Yeah.” Christine White rolled up her sleeves.

Ives Norton looked at her, “How about I give you a hand?”

Christine White had no objection and agreed.

It was late and she didn’t know how long she’d be busy alone, and it did seem to go faster with an extra person to help, so she had no reason to refuse.

And Ives Norton was in a good mood when he got her permission to roll up his sleeves and do it too.

The two were just talking and laughing in the kitchen like that, and within an hour or so, a hearty meal was ready.

Ives Norton helped carry the meal out and Christine White went to her room to call Bo.

When she had brought Bo out, she went back to the liquor cabinet and got a bottle of red wine.

Ives Norton’s brow furrowed first when he saw the bottle of red wine and was about to say something when Christine White interrupted him, “I’m thanking you specifically for this meal tonight and wouldn’t this table be missing something if it didn’t come with a little wine?”

At that, Ives Norton hesitated a bit.

Indeed, the meal meant something different, and with less wine, there was less flavor.

Seeing that Ives Norton was a bit impressed, Christine White hooked the corner of her mouth and added more fire, “Don’t worry, not much more, how about we have a drink here?”

Ives Norton looked at her, “Really just one drink?”

“Well, Po will be supervising me.” Christine White patted Po’s shoulder.

Bo glanced at Ives Norton, and something serious was written in the eyes that had inherited Baird Lane’s coffee-colored pupils.

Ives Norton knew that Po was really going to supervise Christine White, and his heart settled, “Okay, just one drink.”

With Po’s supervision, she shouldn’t go back on her word.

“That’s right isn’t it, give me the cup.” Christine White said as she pulled the cork.

Ives Norton hands over the goblet.

Christine White poured him a glass and a glass for herself, and as for Bo, no!

“Here, cheers!” Christine White raised the red wine in her hand to Ives Norton.

Ives Norton smiled and raised his glass to clink with her as well.

The sweet red wine filled his mouth and Ives Norton’s eyes lit up, “That’s not a hotel wine, is it?”

Christine White nodded, “It’s from my dad’s collection, he relented and gave me a few bottles before I returned home.”

That said, she learned her drinking from Father Toki.

Shi’s father was a wine taster in private, and had a very high attainment in the knowledge of wine, so she learned a lot about this aspect of wine from Shi’s father.

“I see, I can probably imagine the meaty look on Uncle Toki’s face when he gave you the wine.” Ives Norton teased.

Christine White held her forehead and laughed, “No, my dad was only going to give me one bottle, but my mom screwed him, so he gave me a few more bottles, so you can take one with you later.”

“OK.” Ives Norton didn’t say no.

He loved wine himself, just because his profession was a doctor and he had to do a lot of surgeries, he usually didn’t drink much and his hands tended to shake when he drank too much, but it didn’t stop him from liking it.

For the rest of the time after that, the two chatted around Father Toki’s collection, while Po sat obediently and quietly eating his own food by himself.

After dinner, he climbed out of the child seat and went to his room with the Rubik’s Cube.

Christine White and Ives Norton were the only ones left at the table.

With one less child and only two adults left, still a man and a woman, the atmosphere changed a bit how.

Ives Norton suddenly quieted down, his eyes behind his lenses staring deep into the woman across from him, “Christine, there’s a question I’ve always wanted to ask you, but I’ve never known how to ask it, so much so that I’ve always been resigned to it inside.”

“What’s the question, you ask.” Christine White looked back at him.

Ives Norton took a breath, as if to cheer himself up, and after a few seconds of silence spoke, “Do you … still love Baird Lane?”

Christine White looked startled, “Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”

Ives Norton lowered his eyes, “Because I want answers, I want to know if you still love Baird Lane.”

Christine White snorted, “How can I still love him, what am I going to do with him when I’m going to get back at him.”

“Really?” Ives Norton narrowed his eyes and stared into hers, as if trying to see through her to see if she was lying.

Christine White, of course, knew what he was looking at her like that for, and she naturally locked eyes with him, but after a moment of staring at him, she felt the urge to avoid him.

But again, she knew that if she avoided it, it would indirectly show that she was being vain, and all her earlier words about not loving Baird Lane would be a joke, so she quietly put one hand under the table and twisted her thighs in a death grip so that she couldn’t avoid it.

Perhaps she was acting too well, Ives Norton seemed to buy it, withdrawing his gaze and smiling slightly down, “Since you don’t love Baird Lane anymore, have you ever thought about starting a new relationship?”