“Jealous, of course.” Ives Norton looked toward the ward door with disdain.
Christine White cocked her head, “Jealous?”
“Yeah, she’s jealous of you.”
“How!” Christine White retorted subconsciously.
Molly Bort would be jealous of her?
She’s more like jealous of Molly Bort.
After all, Molly Bort is the one who got Baird Lane’s heart.
Ives Norton suddenly laughed softly, “I knew you wouldn’t believe me, but the jealousy I’m talking about isn’t what you think it is.”
“What’s that?” Christine White looked at him.
Ives Norton pushed up his glasses, “I asked Molly Bort’s caregiver and the caregiver said that she had made a phone call to Baird before she committed suicide, and on the phone she asked Baird if he would come to spend her birthday with her, and Baird presumably refused, and she let slip to Baird that he would be sorry if he didn’t come. ”
When he said that, he paused and gave Christine White a complicated look in his eyes, then continued, “When Baird came later, I asked him if that was the case, and Baird admitted it, and said that the reason why he didn’t stay with Molly Bort was that he had promised to stay with you, which is why I said that Molly Bort was jealous of you, and that’s why she tried to commit suicide in that way to call Baird away from you.”
“So that’s what happened, but she was too extreme, even if she wanted to call Baird away, she didn’t have to kill herself, did she?” Christine White’s lips trembled a little.
Ives Norton snorted, “That kind of woman is a classic lunatic, what can’t she do to get what she wants? Well, enough about you for now, I’m going to check on Molly Bort’s anesthesia.”
When he finished, he knocked on the door of the hospital room behind him.
Baird Lane opened the door and his face darkened when he saw it was still them, “Why are you here again?”
“Come on, I’m a doctor, what do you think I’m doing here? You shut me out before I even opened my mouth just now.” Ives Norton complained.
Baird Lane pursed his thin lips and let him in.
After Ives Norton went in, Christine White wanted to go in too.
Baird Lane stopped her once again, “Why don’t you go back?”
“Baird, I already know what happened to Miss Molly Bort.” Christine White replied.
Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed, “So what if I know, didn’t you cause all this?”
Christine White lowered her head, “I admit, I did say something about Ms. Molly Bort being a mistress, but I was speaking in anger, it was Ms. Molly Bort who called me several times to provoke me, I said it in anger, I didn’t mean anything else, and this time when Ms. Molly Bort committed suicide, the real reason was not me saying those words.”
“It wasn’t you who said those words, so tell me what it was.” Baird Lane asked coldly.
Christine White took a deep breath, “It was because she was jealous, she was jealous that I got to spend my birthday with you, so she killed herself in order to call you over.”
“Christine White!” yelled Baird Lane suddenly.
Christine White shuddered and looked at him in confusion.
“Will you go a little further with your excuses, Molly is a leukemia patient, do you know what an injury means to her?” Baird Lane turned sideways and pointed inside the hospital room, his eyes were cold to the extreme, “It means that the bleeding can’t be stopped, it means that the leukemia is even more serious, she loved ballet so much, she dreamed of being on the Lincoln Stage, how could she kill herself just because of this little thing?”
“But I’m telling the truth.” Christine White clenched her hands.
Baird Lane sneered, “So you still think Molly killed herself because she was jealous of you?”
Christine White defaulted.
Baird Lane lifted her face, “What is it about you that warrants Molly’s jealousy? Looks? The figure? Or your ability?”
His words made Christine White blush, and a feeling of humiliation rose in her heart.
She took his hand away a little angrily and looked at him with red eyes, “I just said it was Miss Molly Bort who was jealous of me spending my birthday with you!”
Yes, she was no match for Molly Bort, neither in looks and build nor ability.
But did he have to make it so clear?
Did he realize he was undoubtedly taking a knife to her heart when he said that?
“Jealous of me spending my birthday with you?” Baird Lane sneered, “Molly’s not like that!”
“So what you’re saying is that I’m lying?” Christine White pointed at herself.
Baird Lane pursed his lips and didn’t answer, but the meaning was clear.
Christine White cried out in exasperation, tears instantly slipping from her eyes, “I’m not lying, I’m telling you the truth, you said Miss Molly Bort wasn’t like that, so what do you know about her?”
“Molly and I were childhood sweethearts, and I know her well.” Baird Lane returned in a hushed voice.
Christine White scoffed lightly, “I don’t think so, all you’ve seen of Miss Molly Bort is her good side, her bad side, you haven’t seen that at all!”
“Enough!” Baird Lane snapped before pointing grimly towards the elevator, “Alright, you go back, I don’t want to see you right now.”
“You kicked me out?” Christine White’s eyes widened.
Baird Lane ignored her this time and made to close the door.
Christine White saw this and rushed to hold the door against her, “Baird, am I that untrustworthy?”
“Let go!” Baird Lane’s gaze fell on her hand against the door of the room.
Christine White didn’t listen, only looked at him with a stubborn look on her face, “I’m your wife, why won’t you give me any credit?”
“I don’t want to discuss this with you right now, so get back in there before I send someone to take you away!” Baird Lane ripped her hand away from the door with one hand and slammed it shut.
Christine White bit her lip and looked hurtfully at the closed door of the room, as if she were trying to see through it.
He really didn’t want to believe her after all.
Between her and Molly Bort, he would only choose Molly Bort after all.
Christine White looked up and smiled to herself before dragging her thin body with heavy steps towards the elevator.
The elevator doors opened.
She casually wiped her eyes and was about to go in, only to collide with someone coming out of it.
Christine White’s shoulder was sore from the impact, and after two hesitant steps, she flew to stand still by holding onto the wall, then hurriedly apologized to the man, “I’m sorry I’m sorry.”
“Pay attention next time.” The man tapped his shoulder and said with some impatience.
“Okay.” Christine White answered in a row, and then reacted to the fact that this person’s voice sounded somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.
Thinking about this, she quietly looked up, only to realize that this was someone she actually knew.
“Mr. Chi.” Christine White called out with some surprise.
“Hmm?” Leo Bort eyed her suspiciously, quickly remembering, then his face changed to one of displeasure, “So it’s you, what are you doing here?”
“I’m here to see Baird and Miss Bort.” Christine White returned.
Leo Bort grimaced, “What? You came to see if our Molly’s dead yet?”
Christine White waved her hands back and forth, “No, no, I’m not here for anything else, I’m really just stopping by.”
It turns out that Molly Bort’s father, too, believes that she caused Molly Bort to commit suicide.
“Hmph, a look isn’t necessary, I don’t think Molly necessarily wants to see you either, Young Mrs. Lu better get out of here, you’re not welcome here.” Leo Bort’s old face was slatternly.
Christine White lowered her eyes and turned to enter the elevator.
Just as she had just put her hand on the elevator door closing button and was about to press it down, Leo Bort suddenly looked at her in a sinister manner, “Young Mrs. Lu, this matter of Molly’s suicide, I, someone Qi, have sort of made a note of it, and I hope you’ll behave yourself!”
With that, he stomped away on his leather shoes.
Christine White looked at the direction of his departure with a pale face, until the elevator door closed, she was able to return to her senses, but her back was a chill, and her heart was even more fearful and apprehensive.
What does he mean by that?
Is it about getting back at her?