Christine White shook her head, “It wasn’t that long of a wait.”
“Get in the car.” Baird Lane took out his car keys and held them down.
Christine White pulled the door open and got in, fastening her seatbelt.
Baird Lane, however, did not get in the car and stood outside talking to Gates.
Christine White didn’t bother to rush him either, fiddling with her cell phone as she waited.
After waiting a moment, Gates walked away and Baird Lane walked around the car and got in.
Christine White saw this and put her cell phone away, “Finished talking?”
“Well, get back in, sit tight.” Baird Lane reminded her as soon as he put it in gear and started the car.
Christine White squared her seat slightly and was about to say something when out of the corner of her eye she suddenly nced out the car window at a corner, “Huh?”
“What’s wrong?” Her voice caught Baird Lane’s attention.
Christine White pointed to the corner she saw, “There, Miss Molly Bort.”
Hearing the word Molly Bort, Baird Lane was stunned for a moment, and then looked toward the ce she pointed to, and Molly Bort was indeed standing there, and I don’t know how long she had been standing there, and a pair of her eyes were looking straight at his car, with all kinds ofplicated emotions written in her eyes, usations, and sadness …
Baird Lane frowned with some displeasure.
Who is she to use him?
Didn’t Leo Bort get to this point by her own doing?
She was now showing this look and eyes, as if it was all nothing to him.
Thinking about it, Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed up tightly, and the cold air around his body was even more outward like no money, “Don’t care about her, let’s go.”
“But it seems like she has something to say to you.” Christine White looked at the man in the driver’s seat.
The man’s face was expressionless, “There’s no need to say anything to her.”
“Whatever.” Christine White shrugged her shoulders and stopped talking.
The car slowly turned around and drove past Molly Bort.
What makes Christine White strange is that Molly Bort was standing there, obviously trying to find Baird Lane, but for some reason she stayed still, standing there just standing there, no intention at all to take a step to stop the car, even if the car drove past her, she just watched silently.
It wasn’t until the car was almost out of the parking lot that Christine White nced in the rearview mirror and saw her suddenly cover her face and crouch down, looking like she was crying.
“Are you sure you don’t want to check on her?” Christine White’s gaze shifted from the rearview mirror to the cold side of the man beside her, “She’s crying.”
Baird Lane’s eyes twitched for a moment and quickly returned to being cool and unmoving, “No need.”
“Really? But she’s not well, what if something happens?” Christine White said with a wink.
Baird Lane’s brow furrowed, his tone a little cold and sullen, “Christine White, what do you mean? You’re my wife, why do you always advise me to find someone else?”
Christine White lowered her eyes and said in a faint voice, “I’m just afraid you’ll regret it in the future.”
“No way!” Baird Lane spat out two words coldly.
Christine White spread her hands, “Well, since it won’t, I won’t advise you, I did what I had to do anyway, and you can’t me me in case something does happenter.”
With that, she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the car window to take a nap.
Baird Lane gave her a slight sideways nce, a few unreadable nces written in his eyes.
Along the way, the atmosphere between the two was a bit stiff, not even a word was said.
Arriving at the vi, Christine White was the first to get out of the car and head for the door.
Aunt Lucy in the vi heard the sound of the car and hurriedly came out to greet them, seeing the two of them, she instantly smiled, “Mr., Mrs., you’re back?”
“Aunt Lucy,” Christine White smiled back at Aunt Lucy, then her eyes didn’t move as she surveyed the vi.
It’s been a while since I’ve been back, and the ce is still the same, and the sense of familiarityes up instantly when you stop here.
“Ma’am,e on in, dinner is ready and I brought your luggage to your room earlier.” Aunt Lucy pulled on Christine White’s hand.
Christine White smiled and nodded, “Thanks Aunt Lucy.”
“Thank you for what, it should be.” Aunt Lucy smiled back, then thought of something and pped her forehead, “Look at my memory, Mr. and Mrs., the master ising over.”
Christine White was flustered, “Grandpa’s here?”
“Yeah, been here a while, waiting for you guys in the living room now.” Aunt Lucy said lowering her voice.
The smile on Christine White’s face stiffened, “Is there something wrong with Grandpa waiting for us?”
“That’s unknown.” Aunt Lucy shook her head.
Christine White looks to Baird Lane for help.
Baird Lane held down his brow bone before lifting his foot towards the vi.
Seeing this, Christine White tightened her grip and hurried to follow.
To be honest, she was a little afraid to see the old man because at that time, she was so insistent on getting a divorce, and for the sake of the divorce, she even went to beg the old man.
But now that the marriage is not divorced, she is really embarrassed to see the old man, afraid to see the old man’s strange eyes, and even more afraid to hear the old man say something like ‘aren’t you getting a divorce? Why are you still here’.
Although such words, it is unlikely toe out of the old master’s mouth, but she is just afraid of ah, from a young age of inferiorityplex, but also let her have to think nonsense, so since returning to the city, she avoided contacting the old master, and even more so to avoid face to face with the old master, but now that the old master hase to find over, even if she is in fear, can only be hard to go to see.
Entering the parlor, Christine White buried her head low and followed Baird Lane without taking a step, and when he stopped, so did she.
“What brings you over, Grandpa?” Baird Lane inquired as he opened his mouth to the old man.
On the sofa, the old man put down the tea cup in his hand and said faintly, “What, I can’te?”
“No, I was just wondering why you didn’t tell me in advance when you came over.” Baird Lane replied.
The old man bristled, “If I tell you in advance, can you stille back to see the old man me in advance? Alright, you go to the side and block Christine.”
Christine White’s body stiffened as soon as she heard the old man mention herself.
Immediately afterward, she felt the man in front of her move a step to the side, exposing herpletely to the old man’s eyes.
This time, she had no cover, so she could only force up a smile and look up at her old man, “Grandpa.”
“Why have you lost so much weight?” The old man frowned as he surveyed Christine White, “Has Baird failed to take care of you after being back for so long?”
“No no.” Christine White waved her hands back and forth.
“If you’re not, howe there’s no meat on your face at all.” The old man sighed.
Reading the heartache in his words, a warmth rose in Christine White’s heart.
In the next moment, all her constraints towards the old man dissipated as well, and in its ce she found the feeling she once had with him.
She had thought that she would have displeased her old man by making a fuss about wanting a divorce before and then not getting one in the end.
Little did she realize that things were simply over her head, and that the old man viewed her as he always had.
It ttered her and touched her greatly at the same time.
She rubbed her somewhat zed eyes, then restrained the forced smile on her face, recing it with a genuine smile out, “Thank you grandpa for your concern, I’ll slowly make up the meat in the future.”
“All right, then Grandpa looks forward to it.” The old man nodded, then turned his attention to Baird Lane, “Baird,e with me to the study.”
“Yes.” Baird Lane answered.
In the study, the old man’s expression immediately became serious once he sat down, “That Leo Bort thing, you did a good job.”
Baird Lane’s eyes twinkled for a moment and he didn’t answer.N?velDrama.Org owns all content.
The old man didn’t care, and added, “But what made you suddenly figure out that you were going to take on Leo Bort?”