Seize His Little Wife

“I’m not making a scene!” Molly Bort stomped her foot, then pointed to Christine White in his arms, “Baird, it’s this woman, she’s doing it on purpose, you’ve got to believe me, she’s not a nice person at all, she really did say those things, even the fact that I’m going to show up here today, I suspect it’s a conspiracy on her part.”

Last night she took Ann for a walk around the villa area and then met two women walking past her.

The two women were clearly chatting, but they were basically telling her that Christine Camp, who looked just like Christine White, was going to show up at The Lane Family Group.

Those two women, whom she had never even met, could say such things in front of her, and were obviously authorized to do so, and the one who authorized them was definitely that Christine Camp.

“She was the one who had someone deliberately tell me that she would come to the group today with the purpose of deliberately provoking me and straying away from our marital bond.” Molly Bort deadpanned as she stared at Christine White with eyes wide open.

Christine White leaned into Baird Lane’s arms and kept shaking her head, “I didn’t, I really didn’t do anything like that, I’m here today for a meeting.”

“Then why don’t you leave after the meeting and stick around?” Molly Bort sneered.

Christine White looked at her foot, “Because I twisted it, I can’t walk.”

“You twisted your foot, surely that was your plot too, to stay here and have something with my husband wasn’t it?” Molly Bort sneered.

Baird Lane couldn’t hear any more, his temples jutted out, “Enough Molly Bort, Miss Camp twisted her foot because of an elevator accident, she’s not as nasty as you make her out to be.”

Molly Bort’s eyes widened, “Baird, you don’t believe me?”

“If you want me to believe you, you first have to speak reasonably, but you don’t even speak reasonably, how can I believe you? And didn’t I tell you to stay in the villa and reflect, and not to come out without my permission, and now that you’re running out, do you think I won’t be angry with you?” Baird Lane gazed at her coldly.

Molly Bort’s lips quivered, “I …”

“Now get back in there right now, I don’t want to see you!” Baird Lane pointed at the door.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Molly Bort’s eyes were red with anger and she didn’t dare to disobey him, so finally she could only stomp her foot fiercely and walk towards the door.

Christine White and Baird Lane are the only ones left in the office.

Christine White got out of his arms and looked at her apologetically, “I’m sorry President Lane, it’s all because of me that you and Miss Bort had a fight.”

“None of your business.” Baird Lane straightened the sleeve she’d scratched and wrinkled and said blandly, “She makes a scene like this on average once a month.”

“Hey?” Christine White froze.

Baird Lane explains, “In the past, anytime I had a female around me a little bit closer, she thought she was trying to seduce me and would come and make a scene.”

“I see.” Christine White nodded in understanding, a glint of satisfaction rising in her eyes.

Luckily for Molly Bort, she comes to make a scene once a month, and Baird Lane has come to completely disbelieve Molly Bort.

Otherwise Baird Lane would have been able to tell at a glance that her behavior just now was all pretend.

Then she couldn’t succeed in her attempt to alienate him from Molly Bort.

Really thanks to Molly Bort for being such a dumbass and digging her own hole to bury herself in.

“Though Ms. Bort makes a scene every time, this time there was a bit of a fight between you two, President Lane, go coax her.” Christine White kindly advised.

Baird Lane pressed his brow, “No, let her be.”

“Is that okay? She is your wife after all.” Christine White resisted the urge to laugh internally and said with a difficult face.

Baird Lane nodded, “She’ll be fine on her own after a while, it’s you that’s been aggravated by her behavior just now, sorry.”

Christine White waved her hand, “It’s okay, I can understand Ms. Bort, she cares about you so much that she gets nervous whenever a woman comes near you, and I did just get too close to you President Lane.”

Speaking here, she thought of something, after a flash of essence in her eyes, she lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly and whispered, “Actually, I don’t know why, when Miss Bort pulled me off the sofa as well as when she wanted to beat me up, I thought of President Lane you, and wanted to lean towards you, feeling that as long as I was close to you, I would have a sense of security, and it was perhaps because of that that is what made Miss Gates even more misunderstood and emotional.”

Baird Lane hadn’t expected Christine White to say such a thing, and his eyes widened slightly as he froze, his heart beating much faster.

“You said it’s safe to be near me?” Baird Lane’s thin lips parted slightly, and his voice became low.

Christine White nodded and gave a small hmmm.

But the next second, she seems to realize that this is not right, and then hurriedly shook her head, panicked to explain, “No no, I don’t mean that, I mean I twisted my foot, I can’t resist Miss Bort, and I can only beg for President Lane’s protection from you, because there are only three of us, and if Miss Gates wants to beat me up, then only President Lane can help me, really, you believe me, I didn’t mean anything else!”

This look of her anxious to make Baird Lane believe, looking at Baird Lane’s lips slightly raised a trace of arc, the mood inexplicably changed for the better.

“Well, I believe you …” He said back, looking at her steadily.

Christine White patted her chest and let out a long breath, “That’s a relief.”

As the words left her mouth, she picked up the glass of water on the coffee table and took a sip, her slightly drooping eyelids hiding the true color of her eyes.

She deliberately said such specious things to make Baird Lane think that she meant that much to him.

That way she’d have a reason to come to him often afterward.

And by the looks of him, he seemed to really believe that she was interested in him.

She didn’t really want to pretend to make him think that she was interested in him, but it was all she could do for the revenge plan that was to follow.

This plan, too, had just occurred to her on the spur of the moment.

She figured that if Baird Lane could fall in love with her then, surely he could fall in love with her all over again now.

She’d use tactics, slowly lead him on, and when he fell back in love with her, she’d dump him.

At that time, he must not be able to stand it.

After all, he was such a proud man, how could he stand to be deceived by such feelings.

Thinking about it, Christine White’s eyes couldn’t help but curve, anticipation for the future written at the bottom of her eyes.

Soon, however, she reigned those looks in, fearing that it would be bad if she was seen through.

“By the way President Lane,” Christine White put down her teacup and changed the topic, “Go to the factory department to see the new energy car model, I may not be able to go, my foot …”

“That’s okay, we can watch it another time.” Baird Lane knew what she was going to say and thoughtfully snatched it up without waiting for her to finish.

Christine White smiled and nodded, “Good, then I’ll take my leave, please President Lane arrange a driver for me and send me back, after that I’ll have my assistant come over to take the car away.”

“I’ll give you a ride back.” Baird Lane offered.

Christine White blinked in dismay, then refused, “No need President Lane, you can just arrange for a driver, The Lane Family Group is so busy, where is the need for you to personally drive me.”

“It’s fine.” Hearing her refusal, Baird Lane pursed his lips a little uncomfortably, and the expression on his face was much lighter.

After that, he stopped giving her a chance to refuse and stepped forward to help her up from the couch, “Come on, I’ll help you.”

Christine White seemed to be surprised by his actions and froze for two seconds, reacting with some tears and laughter, “President Lane, so you’re so bossy.”

Baird Lane didn’t say anything.

Christine White leaned her body into his arms, “Well, that would be a problem for President Lane.”

She leaned over suddenly, and Baird Lane paused in his tracks for a moment, giving a soft hmmm after glancing sideways at her.

An hour later, the hotel arrived.

Baird Lane pulled over and frowned at the hotel door, “This is where you’re staying?”