Baird Lane drops his eyes, “I’m sorry, it was my fault …”
Christine White closed her eyes in pain and pushed the tears down, “So you admit that you’re the one responsible for ganging up on people to kidnap me and then forcibly draining my bone marrow?”
“Yes. …” Baird Lane responded in a low voice as his eyes flickered for a moment.
Christine White laughed in grief, “Baird Lane, you are really so hard hearted, even if you want my bone marrow to save Ms. Molly Bort, why did you use such a despicable means as kidnapping me, and also you clearly said that for the sake of the child, you won’t ask for my bone marrow, why did you backtrack on it again ah! ”
“Because Molly can’t wait any longer or she’ll die.” Baird Lane continued to spill the beans.
Christine White was infuriated by his words and lost her sanity, and in her anger, she snatched the glass of water from his hand and smashed it towards his face.
Baird Lane didn’t expect her to suddenly come this way and subconsciously tried to dodge.
But at the sight of the despair and sorrow in her eyes, he suddenly dismissed the idea of ducking out of the way and stood still.
Bang!
The cup of water hit Baird Lane’s forehead so hard that he instantly broke a big gash on his forehead and blood flowed out.
Christine White calmed down at the sight and sat up in a bit of a panic, “Why didn’t you hide?”
Baird Lane pulled a tissue and casually tugged at the blood on his face, “Have you vented some of your anger now?”
Christine White froze, “So you didn’t hide because you wanted me to vent my anger?”
Baird Lane hmmm’d.
Christine White bit her lower lip and stiffened her mouth, “No, I’m even angrier, even if you did, I wouldn’t forgive you, Baird Lane, I hate you, as far as you’re concerned, Molly Bort’s life is a life, and my baby isn’t a life? My child is gone, gone!”
“I know, I’m sorry …” Baird Lane apologized again.
Christine White with tears in her eyes, broke down and yelled, “What’s the point of being sorry, my baby won’t be coming back, he became a victim of your relationship with Molly Bort, are you satisfied now? You want to save Molly Bort, why should you take my baby, he’s so small and unformed!”
Baird Lane listened to her words with a shudder.
Yeah, that baby is only 2 months old and not even formed yet …
He was indeed a little surprised by the arrival of that child, but it would be hard to say how happy he was, but now that the child was gone, he had a sudden taste of heartache.
Seeing Baird Lane’s eyelids drooping and a sinking feeling running around her, Christine White only found it ironic, “To come and grieve over the disappearance of that child now, Baird Lane, you’re such a hypocrite, I can’t figure out why I would love a man like you!”
Baird Lane’s pupils dilated, “What did you say? You love me?”
How come he never knew?
Baird Lane’s surprise was accompanied by a twinge of joy in his heart that he himself did not perceive.
Christine White looked up at the ceiling, stubbornly holding back her tears, “Yes, I love you, because I love you, I just plucked up the courage to run for the bride, I’ve never said these three words to you because I have low self-esteem, afraid to say it to not get the same response but also to be disliked by you, so I’ve always kept my feelings for you to the bottom of my heart, but …”
She looked at him with indignation, her face was full of self-deprecation, “But I was mistakenly thought that I married you for money because I loved you, and suffered three years of cold violence from you, but it’s okay, I can wait, and wait for you to come back to find me when you remembered me, but I never imagined that you were coming back for my bone marrow!”
Baird Lane listened to her reproach, but his heart somehow felt a little bad, and the guilt and apology all came up.
Because what she said was true, and he did feel sorry for her.
Christine White’s blaming doesn’t end there, it continues.
It was as if she was ready to give everything she had suffered in the past three years.
“Still out of love for you, I agreed to donate bone marrow to Molly Bort, though I made a condition at the time, but my condition was for a child, is that too much? This child is also the one that grandpa has been waiting for, a child or grandchild of The Lane Family, your child, and you give up your own child for Molly Bort …” At this point, Christine White’s suppressed tears could no longer be suppressed and flowed down her face in big drops.
Baird Lane handed her a tissue, “Don’t cry, I’ll make it up to you.”
Snap!
Christine White slapped his hand away and didn’t take his paper, “Make amends? How are you going to make amends? You can send that baby back to me in my belly?”
The question gagged Baird Lane speechless.
Christine White knew he couldn’t answer, took a deep breath, stabilized herself a little, and coldly said to him, “Go away, I don’t want to see you right now, when I see you, I will think of my child!”
“Okay, I’m going to head out, so feel free to call me if you need anything.” Baird Lane put down his paper towel and went out.
Hearing the door slam, Christine White could no longer maintain the toughness she had just put on and broke down and yelled.
Baird Lane heard her yelling outside and tried to rush in several times, but was stopped by Ives Norton.
“I heard everything you guys just said, she doesn’t want to see you right now, as far as she’s concerned, you’re the one who caused her to lose her baby, and you going in there right now is only going to make it harder for her.” Ives Norton said coldly.
Baird Lane clenched his fists, “Should we let her stay like this? The wound will open if she gets too emotional.”
“Now you care about her, what did you do before?” Ives Norton bristled, “Come on, all she needs now is to vent, so just let her have a good one.”
Baird Lane sniffed, and then didn’t say anything.
Only when there was no more movement from the hospital room door did he put his lifted heart back into place and asked with lightly opened thin lips, “Do you think I really did wrong?”
“You’ve never done anything right with Molly Bort involved anyway, especially in this case today, what you’re doing is outrageous you know that? It’s true that you wanted to save Molly Bort, but why should Christine White have to pay for it? Christine White paid for it and you’re still taking Molly Bort’s side.” Ives Norton glanced at him with contempt.
Baird Lane’s voice was a little dry, “So, what do you think I should do?”
“To tell Christine White the truth as it is, of course, and to do her justice in the process.” Ives Norton replied.
Baird Lane shook his head, “No, if Molly finds out I’m targeting The Bort Family over this, she’ll mess it up.”
“What about Christine White? What about Christine White? Don’t forget, The Bort Family are her enemies now, and you, as her husband, are helping her enemies, how do you want her to feel, she’s the most innocent in this whole thing.” Ives Norton feels injustice for Christine White.
Baird Lane pursed his lips, “I know, but if the truth is told, she might seek revenge on The Bort Family, and it doesn’t matter that Leo Bort is the culprit, but Molly is innocent too.”
“Molly Bort innocent?” Ives Norton snorted, “Let’s not even talk about whether or not Molly Bort was involved in this, let’s just say that Molly Bort used Christine White’s bone marrow, she’s not innocent as a person, and seriously Baird, I feel sorry for Christine White for having such a screwed up husband like you! Sad!”
When he finished, he glanced coldly at Baird Lane and pushed his way into the hospital room.
Once inside, he exhaled softly and the expression on his face immediately shifted to a gentle smile as he called out, “Christine.”
Christine White looked at him with both eyes, “It’s you …”
“It’s me, does the wound hurt?” Ives Norton came to a stop by her hospital bed.
Christine White shook her head, “Didn’t feel it.”
“That would be because the anesthesia hasn’t worn off yet, so lie down and I’ll see how the wound is doing and if it’s cracked.” Ives Norton said to her as he put down the chart folder he was holding.
Without a word, she obeyed and lay down obediently.
Ives Norton fished out her hospital gown and examined it carefully.
Instead, she snapped, “Ives, I really regret not listening to you at the time …”