Seize His Little Wife

Christine White didn’t expect Aunt Lucy to say such a thing, and for a moment she forgot to react a little.

Aunt Lucy saw her fret, and the sparkle in her old eyes grew brighter, “Because you care about me as an old woman, Ms. Camp, don’t you?”

“Ah, what.” Christine White’s eyes flashed slightly, pretending not to understand.

Aunt Lucy laughed and laughed twice, “Ma’am, don’t pretend, I know it’s you.”

Christine White’s pupils quivered slightly and her lips pursed, “Aunt Lucy, you …”

“Don’t say I’m mistaken.” Aunt Lucy interrupts her, on her face stained with the marks of age, at this moment, she is incomparably serious, “I know, I am not mistaken, from the very beginning, you are the wife, only the wife would not think of deceiving me, only would she care about me as an old woman.”

Christine White’s mouth dropped open and suddenly she couldn’t speak.

So that’s how she was exposed?

Just because of her line about not wanting to cheat!

“Ma’am.” Aunt Lucy reached out and took both of Christine White’s hands in hers, “Admit it, your look says it all.”

Christine White sighed and pulled her hand out.

Aunt Lucy laughed.

She knew that the sound of Mrs. Lift meant an admission.

“Mrs. …” Aunt Lucy choked out a cry for Christine White.

The tip of Christine White’s nose also started to water, “What a loss Aunt Lucy, you win, I admit it, I am Christine White.”

“I knew it, I knew it!” Hearing her admission with her own ears, Aunt Lucy couldn’t hold back any longer and hugged her in excitement, “Great ma’am, you’re not dead, you’re back.”

“Yeah, I’m back.” Christine White hugged Aunt Lucy back.

Aunt Lucy cried out, “Ma’am, where have you been for the past six years? If you’re not dead, why haven’t you been coming back?”

Christine White patted her back gently, not answering either question.

Aunt Lucy cried for a while before finally stopping and letting go of Christine White before cupping her face for a closer look, “Ma’am, what the hell is wrong with your face?”

“Made some changes.” Christine White returned faintly, touching the mole at the corner of her eye.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

But the flash of hatred in her eyes was not missed by Aunt Lucy.

Aunt Lucy was distraught, “It’s not that simple is it? I know you ma’am, you wouldn’t have gone under the knife on your face if something hadn’t happened.”

“Aunt Lucy…” The corner of Christine White’s mouth pulled out a bitter arc, “It’s true that you still know me best.”

“So something really happened?” Aunt Lucy’s voice rose.

Christine White nodded softly, “Yes. Six years ago, my face was disfigured, and the face I have now, is plastic.”

“What?” Aunt Lucy bristled at her comment, “Disfigured? Ma’am, what the hell is going on?”

Christine White hesitated and stood up as well, lifting her blouse to reveal her pale waist.

Aunt Lucy wasn’t sure what she was doing until she turned around and her eyes abruptly widened with horror written in them, “This … This is …”

“It’s a burn!” Christine White spat out those three words calmly.

Aunt Lucy reached out with a trembling hand and touched the large scar on her backside.

The scars were dark, dark red, and crooked, and uneven to the touch, and looked very ghastly, the kind that gives you goosebumps.

But Aunt Lucy didn’t feel ugly, only full of heartache, “It hurt then, didn’t it?”

With such a large scar, one can already imagine how big the fire was, and how much pain and despair the wife was in.

“It was pretty painful.” Christine White put her clothes down and rearranged them before continuing to speak, “The fire burned my face, and my hands, and left me with several scars, and if I hadn’t been so lucky, I could have been burned alive right then and there.”

Aunt Lucy winced, “Was it that fire in the industrial area?”

“No!” Christine White shook her head.

Aunt Lucy was stunned, “No?”

If it wasn’t the fire, then what was it?

Christine White sat back and squeezed her hand in her lap, “It was the second fire.”

“The second one?” Aunt Lucy hurriedly followed up, “What’s going on here, ma’am?”

Christine White took a breath and spoke slowly, “All you all know is that I got out of my car in an industrial area, so I was left in that fire and died in the blaze.”

Aunt Lucy nodded, “Yes, and a body was found back there downstream from that lake in the industrial area …”

Speaking of this, Aunt Lucy’s face became odd, “No, you’re still alive, ma’am, so how could that corpse be detected with the same DNA as you, ma’am?”

“Because it’s been tampered with.” Christine White picked up with a sneer.

Aunt Lucy’s old eyes narrowed, “Hands on?”

“That’s right, someone paid off the coroner who did the autopsy, so whatever verified my DNA came back with one result, and that was that the body was me, and that’s because someone wanted Baird Lane to think that I was indeed dead.”

“Hiss …” Aunt Lucy huffed backward, “How wicked!”

“And that’s vicious? Why don’t you ask who exactly paid off the coroner and why that person wanted Baird Lane to think I was dead?” Christine White wrapped her arms around herself and grunted softly.

Aunt Lucy looked at her, “Why?”

“Because there was someone who, from the very beginning, wanted me dead and thought I was in her way and robbed her.” Christine White replied.

Aunt Lucy gritted her teeth, “It’s Molly Bort! She’s the only one who keeps thinking that you, ma’am, are in her way because she wants your place, ma’am.”

Christine White’s chin lifted slightly, “Yes that’s right, it was her, that time in the industrial area, I didn’t get out of the car to get to Mick White, I was pushed out of the car by Molly Bort, she was the one who wanted that fire to kill me, and then to get out of the suspicion she said that I got out of the car on my own for Mick White. ”

“I can’t believe this is happening!” Aunt Lucy was so enraged by this truth that she hammered her fist on the couch.

Christine White looked at her toes, “Because I wasn’t dead, neither the people sent by Baird Lane nor the police department could find my body, but Molly Bort was worried that the night would be long if she couldn’t find my body, so she had someone fake a body pretending to be me, so that Baird Lane would think that I was dead. That way, Baird Lane would give up looking for me again.”

“But no, Molly Bort did that, isn’t she afraid that you’ll come back behind her, ma’am? As long as you come back, she can’t hide the fact that she pushed you out of the car, as well as faking the body ah.” Aunt Lucy asked her doubts.

Christine White smiled coldly, “So she also secretly paid someone to keep looking for me, and when she found me, she killed me to put an end to it!”

It’s just a trick of the gods that Molly Bort’s people sent her up themselves before they could find her.

“So it is.” Aunt Lucy gave an oh of understanding, followed by, “Your wife, how did you survive that fire then?”

“It was the lake, I jumped in the lake the moment the fire came over so I didn’t get burned, but I got swept away by the lake because of it, and then I was saved by my brother.” Christine White’s eyes softened slightly as she spoke.

Aunt Lucy, however, was confused, “My brother?”

“Oh, it’s Bess Camp,” Christine White explained.

“Camp Chief from The Camp Family overseas?”

“Uh-huh.”

“So how did he become Mrs. Your brother?” Aunt Lucy asked.

The softness in Christine White’s eyes dispersed and became cold again, “It starts with the second fire, after I was saved by my brother, I stayed at my brother’s place to recuperate my body, and when my body was more or less recuperated, I asked my brother to send me back.”

“Sent back?” Aunt Lucy froze and suddenly thought of something, her mouth dropped open, “Was it that time?”