Seize His Little Wife

The corner of Christine White’s mouth hooked up in a mocking arc, and in her heart, she didn’t feel a trace of emotion towards Baird Lane’s words, instead she felt quite ridiculous.

He never said to protect her.

But in fact, did he do it?

Six years ago, he wasn’t there when she was kidnapped by Leo Bort to draw bone marrow for an abortion, he wasn’t there when she was kidnapped by Owen Dong three times, he wasn’t there when she was pushed off the bus by Molly Bort, he still wasn’t there, and he still wasn’t there when she managed to escape from death and go back to look for him…

In short it was that every time she needed him, he was never there!NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

So now she’ll never trust him again!

Even if he did protect her now, she wouldn’t be touched in the slightest, she would only feel angry and pathetic.

Because she’s Christine Camp now, not Christine White!

Being Christine Camp, she should just be a regular partner to him, Baird Lane, right?

What is there to expect from a man who can say such heartwarming words as I will protect you to a regular partner, but was not there when his wife faced multiple injuries in the past!

Baird Lane had no idea what Christine White was thinking at the moment, and as he watched her with her head bowed and a vaguely somber aura around her, he assumed that she was frightened by the elevator, and he couldn’t help but lean forward and encircle her more tightly.

With that move, he made the distance between the two shrink even smaller, so small that their bodies were almost pressed together.

So much so, that they could smell each other’s scent along with their exhaled breath.

“…” Gates in the other corner saw them like this and the corners of his mouth twitched, the whole thing feeling deeply like he’d been stuffed with dog food.

Although he also knows that President Lane walloped Ms. Camp to protect her, but their poses are really misleading.

Finally, the elevator stabilized on the third floor and stopped shaking.

Gates just hit the door button just in case.

The elevator stopped and the doors opened.

Gates sighed in relief, he was afraid that the elevator doors wouldn’t open either and they’d be trapped inside.

“President Lane, let’s get out of here.” Gates said to Baird Lane.

Baird Lane hmmm’d and let go of his hand braced against the elevator wall and took a step back, releasing Christine White, “Miss Camp, it’s okay!”

Christine White looked up, “It’s okay?”

“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane answered, “The elevator stopped.”

Christine White lightly patted her chest with a small hijacked smile, “Great, that just scared the hell out of me.”

“I’m sorry to make Ms. Camp you are frightened, this matter is the fault of our group, I will be responsible, and just now my behavior is a bit rude, please …”

Before the words were finished, Christine White interrupted him with a wave of her hand, “It’s okay, I should be thanking you President Lane for saving me, otherwise I would have crashed, and how can I blame you President Lane for being rude.”

She said politely.

Baird Lane nodded his head lightly, “It’s good that Ms. Camp doesn’t blame Mister Lu, by the way Toki Jie, you’re not hurt, are you?”

He asked.

Christine White glanced down at her red and swollen left ankle and looked a little embarrassed, “… I twisted my foot, when the elevator rocked earlier, the heel was too high to stand on, so I twisted it.”

Baird Lane sniffed and looked down as well, his brow furrowing as he saw her pale ankle swollen like a bun, “Can you walk?”

“I’m afraid not!” Christine White tried, blushing slightly and shaking her head.

Baird Lane pursed his lips and contemplated for a second, then suddenly stepped forward and, after saying he was rude, scooped her up by the waist.

Christine White exclaimed, subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck, “President Lane you …”

“You carry you out.” Baird Lane said, carrying her out of the elevator.

Christine White nestled dutifully in his arms, her loose hair covering her face so that no expression could be seen.

Being held in his arms once again after six years, Christine White had not a single emotional stirring inside her other than surprise.

Even if his embrace was as warm as ever, she couldn’t throb and felt a little nauseous just thinking about the fact that this warm embrace of his hadn’t held Molly Bort less than once in the last six years.

She would never have stayed in his arms if the situation hadn’t been impossible right now.

“President Lane, I just …” Gates stepped aside with his cell phone to report something, but as soon as he saw Baird Lane coming out of the elevator with Christine White in his arms, the whole thing froze and he forgot what he was going to say.

What’s going on here?

Why are these two in a princess hug?

Had he just been in the elevator and hadn’t had enough of cuddling, so he was going to keep cuddling even when he came out?

Maybe Gates was trying to be too blunt, Baird Lane read his mind and frowned in disgust, “What just happened to you, say!”

Gates came back to his senses and swallowed, no longer thinking about it, and hurriedly returned, “I just contacted the maintenance side, and they immediately sent someone over to check the cause of the elevator. ”

Baird Lane lifted his chin lightly to indicate that he knew, and then instructed, “You stay here, wait for the maintenance department to come over and check it out, and report back to me as soon as you’ve found out the cause, I’d like to see if this was an accident, or if it was man-made!”

“President Lane suspects that the elevator accident just now was man-made?” Christine White’s eyes narrowed as she heard this and couldn’t help but interject.

Baird Lane nodded, “This is my special elevator, only I will ride it, and if someone really wanted me dead, creating an elevator accident would be the easiest thing to do.”

“Indeed.” Christine White responded thoughtfully.

If this elevator accident was, in fact, man-made, there’s a real possibility that it was aimed at Baird Lane’s life.

After all, it was his special elevator and only he would ride it.

And it’s hard for the gods to get away with tampering with the elevator and making it go down and derail or whatever.

Gates had obviously thought of this as well and looked incredibly serious, “Don’t worry President Lane, I’ll figure it out.”

Baird Lane nods and says nothing more, carrying Christine White towards the regular elevator.

There were many employees waiting for the elevator in the common elevator room, and they were shocked to see Baird Lane coming with a woman in his arms, and their eyes widened or their mouths opened in disbelief of what they were seeing.

What’s going on?

What’s President Lane doing in their regular employee’s elevator room?

And who is the woman in President Lane’s arms?

For a moment, many questions rose in the hearts of the staff, but they didn’t dare to really ask them, and they didn’t even dare to look at them openly, but could only aim at them secretly.

It wasn’t until an elevator arrived, Baird Lane carried Christine White inside, and the doors closed that the employees breathed a huge sigh of relief, followed by an explosion of conversation about what they had just seen.

Some of the slightly more daring employees even sent it to the group and told the others.

So it wasn’t long before almost the entire group building knew about Baird Lane carrying a woman in a regular elevator.

One of the secretaries in the president’s secretarial group, who was bought by Molly Bort, also saw the message in the group and hurriedly took a screenshot to tell Molly Bort.

Molly Bort saw it and gritted her teeth in anger.

She certainly didn’t doubt that the news from her secretary was false.

Because this secretary was paid off by her three years ago to keep tabs on Baird Lane’s scheming female staff.

So three years down the line, there were a handful of female employees that she had taken care of, but now the news coming from this secretary had caused her sense of crisis to explode right out of the gate.

She probably guessed who the woman Baird Lane was holding was, it had to be that bitch Christine Camp!

Only Christine Camp, that bitch, relying on a face just like Christine White’s, could get Baird Lane to get so attached and make some surprising moves.

At that thought, Molly Bort couldn’t hold back any longer and opened her car door and huffed her way to the group’s front door.