Seize His Little Wife

“It’s not about wanting great-grandchildren.” Aunt Lucy looked at her helplessly.

Christine White’s expression was stunned, then she apologized and lowered her eyelids, “It’s my fault that I haven’t been able to fulfill Grandpa’s wish …”

“What does this have to do with you ma’am, it’s not even about mister, if mister had been at home with you, how could you not have gotten pregnant.” Aunt Lucy said, glaring up at the stairs.

Christine White ruffled her hair that had fallen loose and pulled down around her ears, “Aunt Lucy, don’t blame Baird, I’ll be sure to get pregnant soon.”

“Who’s to say.” Aunt Lucy patted the back of her hand, “Mrs. ah, you don’t put too much pressure on yourself, sometimes when you have too much pressure, you won’t be able to conceive.”

“Really?” Christine White tensed.

Aunt Lucy nodded her head, “Of course it is, my daughter-in-law had been trying to get pregnant before but just couldn’t, after going for a checkup, the doctor said that she was trying too hard to get pregnant, which in turn led to too much stress before she couldn’t get pregnant, so ma’am, just put your mind at ease.”

“Okay, I know, thanks Aunt Lucy,” Christine White took a deep breath and tried to calm her mind.

“That’s right, come on, let’s go to the dining room and wait for mister.”

“Uh-huh.”

Christine White followed Aunt Lucy to the restaurant and had just sat down for a moment when Baird Lane came over.

Christine White darted a quick glance at him before pulling her gaze back and picking up her chopsticks to eat.

“Last night’s events …”

Baird Lane had just opened his mouth when Christine White cut him off in a huff, “I know, it’s Aunt Lucy.”

“Aunt Lucy told you that?” Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.

Christine White nodded and shook her head, “I guessed it myself, but Aunt Lucy told me that Grandpa made her do it.”

“It’s Grandpa.” Baird Lane nodded.

Christine White bit her lip and hesitated, “Baird, don’t be mad at Grandpa.”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

She knew that what this man hated most was other people’s calculations, and three years ago, when she married him, it actually came down to the old man’s calculations.

So he cold-shouldered her for three years, in addition to the reason that he didn’t love her, there was also the mentality of revenge against the old man in it, and now that the old man drugged him, she was really worried that he would be angry with the old man.

The old man was old and valued his family the most, if he created a gap with the old man over this, the old man would be too pitiful.

“Why would I be angry with Grandpa?” Baird Lane wrinkled his eyebrows and gave Christine White a strange look.

He was displeased with the old man’s behavior, but angry was not going to happen.

Because he promised to give Christine White a child.

He could only say that the old man was a little too eager.

“Are you sure you won’t be mad at Grandpa?” Christine White asked in confirmation.

Hearing the disbelief in her words, Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed in some displeasure, “He’s my grandfather, don’t you think?”

“That’s good.” Christine White’s taut body relaxed.

Baird Lane picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip, “You care about Grandpa?”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.

“Why?”

“There’s no reason why, because he’s your grandfather.” Christine White smiled back.

Baird Lane’s heart touched, “Because he’s my grandfather, that’s why you care so much about him?”

“It’s not just that, either.” Christine White put down her chopsticks.

Baird Lane dropped his eyes, “There are other reasons?”

“Well, Grandpa’s been good to me, he’s the best person to me besides Debby.” Christine White said with a look of gratitude.

Since the birth of her brother, she has been welcomed into her nightmare.

She pretty much grew up being bullied, no one ever really cared about her, and it was only when she met Debby York after her job that she had a friend and reacquainted herself with what it was like to be cared for.

She later marries Baird Lane, who is indifferent to her, but the old man is kind to her, although this kindness is based on the premise that she can have children, but good is good, and she is willing to return the favor by being kind to the old man.

“You to are quite easily satisfied.” Baird Lane set down his coffee cup and spat out a faint sentence.

Christine White bit down on her chopsticks and smiled, “It’s good to be content.”

“Narrow-eyed!” Baird Lane glanced at her in disgust, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Christine White saw it, and with both eyes wide as if she had seen something rare, she exclaimed, “Baird, you’re laughing!”

Baird Lane immediately put away his smirk, “No!”

“Really smiled.” Christine White insisted she was not mistaken.

Baird Lane frowned, “I said no means no.”

“Obviously!”

“Hmm?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes.

Christine White’s expression tightened and she hurriedly changed her tone, “Well, you didn’t laugh …..”

Baird Lane let her off the hook.

Christine White patted her chest a little fearfully, secretly spitting in her heart that he was dead set against admitting it and threatening her.

“Debby who?” Baird Lane asked suddenly.

Christine White gathered her thoughts and returned, “It’s a coworker from my previous department and my best friend named Debby York, the one I stayed with for the reunion.”

Baird Lane nodded his head in acknowledgement, “You don’t have to go to work today.”

“Why?” Christine White’s nibbling of her bun stopped.

Baird Lane pulled out his cell phone and looked at it, “I thought you weren’t feeling well?”

“I … I didn’t?” Christine White’s gaze flickered sheepishly.

Baird Lane looked at her coolly, “Do you have to tell me what’s wrong with you?”

Christine White’s little face rubbed red, “You … You …”

She’s been you for half a day and hasn’t been you.

Baird Lane withdrew his gaze, “I’ve asked Jomu to send the medicine, you’ll rub it on yourself in a few minutes and rest at home when you’re done.”

“Uhm …” Christine White’s little head nodded rapidly, her heart both shyly embarrassed and a little sweet.

So he noticed that she was unwell, ah, and had someone prepare medicine for her.

Could she consider that she had gradually come into his sights?

At the thought, Christine White burst out laughing in a demented manner.

Baird Lane couldn’t help but frown at the sound of her strange laughter, “What are you laughing at?”

Christine White hurriedly straightened her expression, “No … Nothing.”

She wouldn’t talk about it, and Baird Lane didn’t bother to ask, finishing his plate of breakfast and leaving the cottage.

He hadn’t been gone long before Gates came over with the medicine.

Christine White was too shy to hide when she saw Gates’s teasing eyes as she picked up the medicine.

Baird Lane is a real pain in the ass. Why couldn’t a woman come and deliver it?

Back in her room, Christine White washed her face before the rolling and redness of her face faded.

She took out the pills Gates had sent over and unwrapped them, reading the instructions before shamefully dosing herself.

After administering the medicine, Aunt Lucy suddenly knocked on the door, “Ma’am, are you asleep?”

Christine White quickly hid the medicine in a drawer and went over to the door with her coat bank on, “Not yet, what’s wrong?”

“There’s your number.”

“Who’s calling?” Christine White asked curiously.

Aunt Lucy shook her head, “I don’t know yet, the other guy won’t say.”

Christine White was puzzled in her mind, “Male or female?”

If he was looking for her, then why didn’t he call her cell phone and had to call the villa’s landline.

“It’s a woman, her voice sounds a little old.” Aunt Lucy returned.

Christine White hesitated for a few seconds, “Did the phone hang up?”

“Not yet.”

“I’ll go down and get it then.”

Christine White closed the door to her room and went downstairs with Aunt Lucy.

Aunt Lucy handed her the landline, she took it and put it to her ear, “Hello, this is Christine White, who is this?”

“Hello Ms. White, I’m Ms. Molly Bort’s caregiver.” The person on the other end of the line responded politely.

Christine White’s face straightened, “Molly Bort?”