Seize His Little Wife

This issue is very important to him.

This is the biggest factor in The Bort Family’s ability to get on board The Lane Family ship.

Also keeping a close eye on Baird Lane is Ives Norton.

He also wondered how Baird Lane would respond.

Baird Lane scanned the four eyes in front of him indifferently, his thin lips moved and he was about to open his mouth when a petite figure suddenly flashed through his mind, too fast for him to catch, yet overwhelmingly caring.

Who’s that?

“Baird? “Seeing that Baird Lane delayed to open his mouth to answer, instead, he lowered his head there and did not know what to think, Leo Bort could not wait any longer, and directly shouted out.

Baird Lane’s thoughts were completely interrupted, and he furrowed his brow in displeasure, his tone getting a little less nice, “What is it?”

“The question just asked …”

“Molly and I are out of the question.” Baird Lane replied.

This answer, however, panicked Leo Bort even more.

It’s impossible?

Meaning, even though he still has Molly in his heart, he won’t be with her?

What about The Bort Family? The Bort Family has been on a downward spiral for the past few years, and if they can’t find a backer, they’ll be out of the top ten families in C-City in the long run, and that’s just not going to happen!

Leo Bort hurriedly stepped forward and stood face to face with Baird Lane, “Baird, how is this impossible, the fact that you care so much about Molly now means that you still have Molly in your heart, and Molly she has always … been.”

“Uncle Bort!” Ives Norton interrupted him with a smirk and pulled him aside, “Uncle Bort, you heard what Baird said just now, it’s impossible for him and Molly Bort to be together because he’s already married, and this marriage is still meddled with by Grandpa Lu himself, so you, don’t waste your time, right Baird! ”

Baird Lane nodded slightly, “Hmm!”

In his heart, he was still unable to let go of Molly, but he didn’t want anything more to happen with her.

Getting married was one reason, the other was that he didn’t want to make the same mistake he made three years ago.

“It’s really impossible?” Leo Bort’s old face changed and changed, still not willing to die.

Baird Lane’s answer to this one, “Uh-huh!”

Leo Bort closed his eyes, these finally gave up, the old face was full of bitter smiles, “In that case, then I won’t force it, just what should Molly do in the future ah.”

“Keep dancing later, it’s all that matters to her anyway.” Ives Norton blew on his manicured and shapely fingernails, the sarcasm in his tone undisguised.

Before, ah, he’d looked at Christine White with disdain at best.

But for Molly Bort and The Bort Family , it’s the usual really despise.

Leo Bort and Molly Bort’s doings in particular are truly disgusting, and if it weren’t for Baird, he wouldn’t bother with Molly Bort, and Christine White is an angel compared to Molly Bort’s behavior three years ago!

“It’s me who taught my daughter poorly.” Leo Bort blushed at Ives Norton’s remark, but in his heart he was very annoyed, but he hid it well and did not show it.

“What are you doing telling me about your inability to teach your daughter, you should be telling Baird and Grandpa Lu.” Ives Norton pointed at Baird Lane.

“All right!” Baird Lane looked at him blackly, “Are you idle?”

“Not idle, I’m just getting ready to leave.” Ives Norton shrugged his shoulders, stood up straight and walked away with a smile on his face.

Baird Lane removed his jacket from the rack and slung it casually over his arm, “Uncle, I’m going to check upstairs.”Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“I’ll join you.” Leo Bort put his own jacket on as well.

A flash of surprise crossed Baird Lane’s eyes, “With me?”

“Yeah.” Leo Bort explained as he lifted a couple boxes worth of supplements, “That Christine White saved Molly’s life, and it’s about time I went to see her and thank her in person.”

Baird Lane was about to say no, but then gave up.

Only because he suddenly realized he was in no position to say no for Christine White.

After all, she was the one who donated the bone marrow, and now she was the one who others wanted to thank, so he was in no position to stand in the way.

Thinking, Baird Lane said nothing and walked ahead.

Along the way, Leo Bort asked questions, intentionally or not, asking him about how he and Christine White met and got married and such.

Baird Lane returned the occasional word until he reached the door of Christine White’s hospital room, when it dawned on Leo Bort that he’d asked so many questions, but hadn’t actually asked anything useful at all, and was really a little frustrated.

“There you are, sir.” Aunt Lucy opened the door and didn’t give much of a good look when she saw Baird Lane.

Anyway, she’s an old man of The Lane Family, and the one the old man put in charge of his wife, so she’s not afraid.

Baird Lane didn’t mind Aunt Lucy’s rudeness, and nodded as he walked into the hospital room.

Leo Bort smiled at Aunt Lucy and followed her in.

Aunt Lucy looked at him a few more times, only to think that he looked somewhat familiar, but couldn’t remember where she had seen him before.

“Could it be the new driver Mr. Bort has recruited?” Aunt Lucy muttered as she looked at the large bags Leo Bort was carrying in his hands.

Leo Bort hadn’t gotten very far, plus Aunt Lucy’s voice wasn’t too small, and nearly broke his foot when he heard her remark.

“Baird,” Christine White had known Baird Lane was here a while ago, she just couldn’t raise her head, and when he came closer she was able to incline her head to look at him, “You’re here?”

“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane nodded slightly, his heart softened at the sight of her pale and frail look, and his voice softened, “Feeling better?”

“Much better.” Christine White smiled back.

In fact where is it better, she only had surgery yesterday, her body even if it is good at healing itself, there is no way it can have an effect right now.

She’s in so much pain that she can’t even go to the bathroom by herself except for her neck and head, which she can move.

She answered that only because she didn’t want him to worry, though she wasn’t sure that he would worry about her.

“Huh?” Christine White’s eyes were drawn to the person behind Baird Lane, “This is …”

“Hello Ms. White.” Leo Bort put down the pile of supplements he was carrying and walked over to the bed and introduced himself to her with a smile, “I’m Molly Bort’s dad.”

“Miss Bort’s father?” Christine White was surprised.

What’s Molly Bort’s dad doing here?

“He’s here to thank you.” Baird Lane saw her confusion and volunteered.

“Right right.” Leo Bort nodded repeatedly, “Ms. White, I’m very grateful for your saving of my daughter’s life, I really don’t know how to thank you, and thinking about it, I can only send up some tonic, I hope you don’t mind.”

“Mr. Chi you’re welcome.” His attitude was so sincere that Christine White was a little embarrassed, her small face reddened, “I actually didn’t do anything, I’m actually quite happy to be able to save Ms. Bort.”

She didn’t say that on purpose.

Though she doesn’t like Molly Bort and agreed to donate her bone marrow for her own selfish reasons at first.

But it is somewhat comforting to know that your bone marrow did save a life.

“Ms. White is so kind, it’s no wonder she’s gotten the fancy of Master Lane.” Leo Bort complimented.

Christine White smiled sheepishly and didn’t answer.

Baird Lane’s eyes darkened as he watched her like this.

“Mr. Chi please have a seat.” Christine White saw that Leo Bort had been standing and pointed to a chair on the side.

Leo Bort thanked her and sat down, then kept staring at her face and frowning deeper and deeper the more he looked.

Christine White, a little embarrassed and rather uncomfortable by the way he looked at her, hastily tugged on Baird Lane’s coat, hoping he would help her.

Baird Lane moved to his left once more without a trace to keep her behind him, “What are you looking at, Uncle?”

He sulked and looked down on Leo Bort with a few displeased glances in his eyes.

If it were normal, Leo Bort would have smiled sarcastically and not dared to look away, but this time he was fearless and went around him to continue staring at Christine White, “Ms. White, I have a feeling you have a good face.”