Seize His Little Wife

“It’s my brother, he’s been asking me for money a lot lately, saying he’s starting a business, and I’m a little less than convinced, so I’d like you to help me find out what he’s been doing lately, and where he’s been using the money.” Christine White clasped her hands together and pleaded.

Baird Lane’s chin lifted slightly, “Yes.”

Christine White brightened up and hurriedly stood up and bowed to him, “Thank you Baird.”

She had thought that he wouldn’t say yes.

“You’re welcome.” Baird Lane flicked nonexistent dust from his hospital gown.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Christine White stood up straight and smiled coyly, “Still, thanks for the trouble after all.”

“It’s nothing measly, I’ll have Gates give you the results of the survey in a few minutes.” Baird Lane said tersely.

“Good.” Christine White nodded heavily.

Neither man had anything to say for a few minutes after that, and the air became frozen.

Baird Lane got up and headed for the hospital bed, and Christine White hurried to follow, helping him lie down.

“I heard Gates say that you carried me off the track?” Baird Lane pulled the covers over his head and spoke suddenly.

Christine White paused for a moment in arranging his pillows before replying with a faint smile, “Not really, Assistant Gates found his way over here before he had even memorized the track.”

“So you still memorized it right.” Baird Lane looked at her.

Christine White hmmm’d.

Baird Lane’s face was cool and indifferent, but inwardly he was touched in a million ways, and his dark eyes glanced back and forth over her petite frame several times.

He woke up from his surgery and Gates told him what had happened after he passed out.

He was not shocked to hear that it was Christine White who carried him step by step out of the obstacle course.

He had a hard time imagining how on earth she could carry him with such a thin body.

“Why?” Baird Lane pursed his lips.

Christine White cocked her head, her eyes confused, “What why?”

Baird Lane didn’t answer immediately, but was silent for a few seconds before he spoke, “I heard from Jomu that it was already almost dark, and it started to snow, once they didn’t find us, then what was waiting for us was either a snow burial or freezing to death, with that much danger, didn’t you ever think of leaving without me?”

“Leaving you to go on your own?” Christine White was shocked by his words and it took a moment for them to ease up, though her little face was still a little pale, “How could I have such a ridiculous idea?”

“No?”

“Of course not!” Christine White calmed down and poured him a glass of water, “You’re my husband, so how could I do such a thing, not to mention the fact that you were the one who saved me in the first place, and if it wasn’t for you shielding me, I probably would have gotten hurt, and besides …”

“Say what again?” Baird Lane took the glass of water.

Christine White shook her head, “It’s nothing, anyway, I’m not that kind of person, and I can’t do something so unconscionable, even if the one who suffered with me wasn’t you, but just a stranger, I wouldn’t leave him behind, not to mention that you’re still my husband.”

“Well …” Baird Lane’s eyelids drooped and it was impossible to read the emotions under his eyes.

But Christine White felt his sadness clearly.

Is he upset?

Christine White collected her surprise and gently touched Baird Lane with her hand, “What’s wrong with you?”

Baird Lane took a tired breath, “Nothing, just thinking about the past.”

“The past?”

“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane held down his brow.

Something that he still can’t let go of!

Three years ago, he tried to save Molly, but Molly abandoned him and left him alone at the scene, and at that time, if it wasn’t for the people sent by his grandfather arriving in time, he might have been killed on the spot.

Now he’s going through something similar again, but with a completely different outcome, Christine White didn’t leave him behind and even carried him out of the track on her skinny frame …

At that thought, Baird Lane pressed down on his inexplicably beating heart and whispered his thanks, “Christine White, thank you.”

Christine White was looking over the medication he was going to take and didn’t hear what he was saying and looked over blankly, “Baird what did you just say?”

“It’s nothing.” The corners of Baird Lane’s mouth quirked in an inaccessible way, and his voice was much softer, less cool.

He wouldn’t talk about it, and Christine White didn’t force the issue, returning her eyes to the pills, dispensing them according to the records on them, pouring them into a bottle cap and handing it to him, “Baird, take the pills.”

“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane responded, taking the cap and tilting his head back to pour the medicine all into his mouth in one gulp.

The medicine was bitter, but he didn’t frown half as much as if it wasn’t medicine he was taking.

“Have some water.” Christine White repoured another glass of water for Baird Lane.

Baird Lane took a sip from her hand, “It’s ready.”

Christine White put her glass of water back, “By the way Baird, how did your tests go?”

“It’s okay, I’ll be out tomorrow.” Baird Lane picked up his cell phone and pressed a few buttons.

Christine White was slightly surprised, “So soon?”

“I went back to my country to heal.”

“But is that okay? Your bones haven’t grown yet.” Christine White looked at him with some concern.

Baird Lane put his cell phone down, “It’s okay, go back and have Ives Norton.”

He was so insistent that Christine White had no choice, “Okay then, when do you return?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Good.”

Tomorrow is tomorrow.

Tomorrow happens to be the end of the reunion anyway.

“Baird, are you hungry?” Christine White reclassified the bottles and jars of medicine at the foot of the bed and put them away, and out of the corner of her eye she suddenly caught a glimpse of Baird Lane’s cell phone, only to realize how late it was already.

Baird Lane picks up the remote and turns on the TV across from the hospital bed, “Not hungry, you’re on your own if you’re hungry.”

“Okay, I’ll go ahead then.” Christine White didn’t make a fuss and went out rubbing the small of her back.

By the time she returned from dinner, there was one more person in the hospital room.

“You’re back ma’am.” Gates stopped talking to Baird Lane and gave her a small smile.

Christine White nodded, “Assistant Gates.”

“Tell her what you have to say.” Baird Lane pointed at her.

Gates nodded, “Ma’am, the investigation you asked President Lane to help with has come to fruition.”

“Really?” Christine White’s spirits lifted and she eagerly said, “Then tell me quickly, Mick, what exactly has he been doing lately?”

She had to find out what Mick White had been up to lately.

It’s so strange to ask for money so often.

Especially the five million dollars. Where the hell did it go?

“Ma’am, it’s okay for me to tell you, but you have to be prepared!” Jiao Mu looked at Christine White seriously.

Christine White’s mind tightened, “Mental preparation? Couldn’t he have committed something?”

“Pretty much, Mick White has recently gotten into a gambling habit and frequents various underground casinos, so if I put it that way, you should get the idea, right?”

“Gambling … gambling addiction?” Christine White only felt a loud bang in her head, and her small face instantly paled.

Gates Mu sighed as he watched her devastated appearance, “That’s right, I’ve carefully investigated, since last month, he’s been gambling, and so far, he’s already lost almost five million dollars!”

“How did this happen?” Christine White swayed and fell back.

Baird Lane’s pupils constricted and he sat up violently from the hospital bed pulling her by the wrists and pulling her back, which caused her to fall into his lap.

If it were usual, she would have blushed shyly, but at this moment, she was so full of her own brother’s gambling that she couldn’t care about anything else, and directly got up from him, emotionally grabbing Gates Mu’s hand, “Assistant Gates, tell me, this isn’t true, right?”