Seize His Little Wife

“Because you love me!” Molly Bort grabbed his arm, “I’m the one you love, not Christine White, and sooner or later you’re going to divorce her and be with me, Baird, you can’t leave me.”

“Divorce?” Baird Lane pulled his hand out, “When did I say I wanted a divorce?”

Molly Bort looked stiff, “You’re not going to divorce Christine White?”

Baird Lane pursed his lips, “I’ve never said or thought anything like that.”

Three years ago, when he first married Christine White, he might have thought so.

But as time has passed, such thoughts have faded.

By now, he even thought it would be good to go on like this.

“How …” Molly Bort’s lips quivered as if she’d been hit hard, “Why won’t you divorce Christine White, Baird, it’s me you love, you don’t love her, what’s the point of keeping up this emotionless marriage with her?”

“It’s not about significance, it’s about responsibility, I’m married to her and I’m responsible for her.” Baird Lane said in a hushed voice.

Molly Bort pales and shakes her head, “What about me? What am I going to do?”

“You?” Baird Lane wrinkled his nose.

Molly Bort had tears in her eyes, “Yeah, did you really think I came back this time just for the cure? I’m still here for you, I want to be with you again …”

Of all the men she knew, only Baird Lane was the best.

She could never let go!

Above all, she wanted to make that man regret abandoning her, she wanted to show that man that there was a better man than him waiting for her, so how could she let Baird Lane get together with Christine White!

“What did you say?” Baird Lane was stunned by Molly Bort’s words and his expression solidified, “You’re saying you want to get back together with me?”

“Well …” Molly Bort nodded, “I know what I did back then was wrong, but Baird, I haven’t forgotten about you, I thought about you a lot abroad, I …”

“But you never contacted me.” Baird Lane grimaced.

Molly Bort bit her lip, “I wanted to contact you, but I was afraid that Grandpa Lu would know, and Grandpa Lu doesn’t like me … But Baird, I figured it out, as long as we are back together, even if Grandpa Lu doesn’t like it, it doesn’t matter, and what happened back then, I won’t do it again …”

She said, looking at him expectantly.

For some reason, Baird Lane was not touched inwardly, but instead still felt that she was inexplicably hypocritical, and always felt that she did not speak her mind.

Shaking his head, Baird Lane pushed such thoughts down and said with a bland look, “Molly, we’re done …”

“Why not!” Molly Bort sat up excitedly, “Baird, I know it, you still love me and I care about you, we’re the ones who should be together.”

“I’m sorry Molly, if these words, you had said to me three years ago, I might have said yes, but it’s all too late now.” Baird Lane dropped his eyes.

He’s married to Christine White, and there’s no way he’s abandoning her.

“It’s not too late!” Molly Bort wrapped her arms around Baird Lane’s waist, “Baird, it’s not too late, we can still be together as long as you divorce Christine White, as long as you divorce …”

“I’m not getting a divorce!”

Molly Bort’s arms tightened, “Why won’t you get a divorce? Don’t say it’s because of responsibility, I don’t believe it, if you’re going to be responsible for her, big deal, you’re going to have to give her more money, a city slicker like her was supposed to marry you for money.”

“She’s not in it for the money!” Baird Lane retorted coldly.

Molly Bort’s eyes widened, “You spoke for her?”

Baird Lane’s eyes twinkled slightly, “I’m not speaking for her, I’m just being honest, she didn’t marry me for my money.”

“I don’t believe it, you just spoke in her favor, Baird, are you turning on her?” Molly Bort asked as her body trembled.

Baird Lane’s expression changed for a split second before he quickly regained his composure, “Nothing of the sort!”

“But you’ve always looked toward her, why didn’t you divorce her if you weren’t attracted to her, responsibility is something that can be bought off with money and you won’t do it, I can’t think of any other reason than that!” Molly Bort looked at him angrily.

Baird Lane averted his gaze, “Don’t you dare speculate, if I say no, I mean no.”

“Then divorce her and be with me, she doesn’t deserve you does she? She’s not your ideal wife either, is she?”

“Yes, she’s not my ideal wife, but I’ve decided on her.” Baird Lane’s eyes were very serious.

Molly Bort swayed, “Identified with her? And you said you didn’t have a crush on her.”NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

“Think what you want, anyway I came here to make it clear to you that we should see less of each other in the future, they were right, you and I should indeed keep our distance, and I won’t be in contact with you when you’re healed.” Baird Lane said blandly while helping her to lie down.

Molly Bort swatted his hand away, refusing to lie obediently, and forced herself to sit up again, “Are you breaking with me?”

“It’s not a break, it’s just that between us, it’s time to draw a line under it.” Baird Lane said looking at her.

Molly Bort cried and shook her head, “I don’t, Baird, don’t do this to me, I know you still have me in your heart, why else would you be so nice to me, Baird, let’s not end it okay …”

She cried like this, Baird Lane’s heart still more or less hurt, he pulled a tissue to help her wipe away her tears, “I admit, I haven’t completely let go of you yet, but now I’m learning to let go, Molly, you should learn to let go too.”

“No, I won’t let go.”

“Molly, do as you’re told …”

“No, I won’t listen, Baird, don’t be so cruel …”

Baird Lane took a deep breath, suddenly realizing that he wasn’t making any sense to her, and just as his thin lips pursed up and he was about to say something else, there was a knock on the door of the hospital room.

“Sorry guys, I really didn’t mean to interrupt, it’s just that I forgot my stethoscope and the patient is waiting so can I come in?” Ives Norton stood in the doorway with a playful smirk on his face, mouthing apologies but not being apologetic at all.

Molly Bort gave him an annoyed glare, but quickly spoke again in a softly feigned manner, “It’s Ives, come on in.”

Ives Norton mentally rolled his eyes, “Thanks then.”

This woman, she’s really good at pretending!

Ives Norton walked in and brought up the stethoscope on the other side of the bed, “Baird, there’s something I’d like to say to you alone about Molly Bort’s body.”

“Since it’s my body, let’s talk about it here, and I’d like to know what else is wrong.” Molly Bort looked at Ives Norton with a smile that really didn’t even reach her eyes.

Ives Norton pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, “How’s that work, there are some issues that are not easy to talk to patients about, in order not to aggravate them, so Baird you come out here.”

He took the lead.

Baird Lane gave Molly Bort a look, “You get some rest.”

With that, he lifted his feet and went on, leaving Molly Bort hammering the covers in exasperation.

Down the hallway, Baird Lane paused, “Thanks for earlier.”

He knew that Ives Norton had purposely called him out to relieve him, or else he wouldn’t know how long he’d have to talk to Molly at this rate.

But looking at what had just happened, she wouldn’t have listened even if she had talked for longer.

“You are to be thanked.” Ives Norton turned to look at him, a smirk on his face.

Baird Lane leaned against the cold wall, “You heard it all?”

“Pretty much, are you really going to break it off with her?” Ives Norton inquired as he looped his arms.