Thinking of this, Baird Lane felt his heart ache even more, he couldn’t help but pull up the lapel of his chest, the corner of his forehead was seeping cold sweat, the whole person looked quite a bit of a mess.
He entered the villa holding onto the wall, Aunt Lucy saw him suddenly become like this, even if there was some resentment towards him in her heart, it couldn’t rise at this moment, she was busy asking with concern, “Sir, what’s wrong with you?”
Aunt Lucy hurriedly helped him to sit down on the sofa and poured him another glass of water.
Baird Lane, however, pushed the glass of water away and asked, looking a little pale, “Aunt Lucy, why do you think I’m hurting so much here?”
“Where does it hurt?” Aunt Lucy tensed even more.
Baird Lane pointed to his chest, “Here!”
“Here?” Aunt Lucy froze, “Why does it hurt here?”
“I was wondering the same thing, and suddenly it hurt.” Baird Lane raised an arm over his eyes, his voice husky.
Aunt Lucy hesitated, “Sir, why don’t I have Dr. Norton come over.”
“No need.” Baird Lane declined with a slight lift of his other hand.
Aunt Lucy was still worried, “But your heart hurts.”
“It’s the thought of Christine White that hurts me.” Baird Lane whispered back.
Aunt Lucy froze, “Ma’am? What’s this about ma’am?”
Baird Lane lowered the arm covering his eyes and looked at the coffee table with one dark eye, “It’s nothing to do with her, but when I think about what you just said, I get a sudden pain here.”
Hearing this, Aunt Lucy was a bit surprised, “Sir, are you really in pain here because of what I just said?”
Baird Lane nodded.
Aunt Lucy suddenly laughed, “Sir, you’re aching for your wife, aren’t you?”
“I heart her?” Baird Lane looked at her.
Aunt Lucy nodded her head, “Only when your heart aches for someone will you care especially about the words related to that person, and since you’re hurting here, it means that you’re hurting for what the Mrs. has gone through these past three years, and that you know that you’re wrong.”
“Is that so?” Baird Lane was slightly startled.
It’s true that he knows he was wrong to be cold and violent with Christine White, but that doesn’t mean he’s heartbroken about Christine White ah.
“Yes, if you didn’t have a heart for your wife, you wouldn’t even realize the mistake, and you wouldn’t be in pain here, sir; you’ve moved on to your wife, haven’t you?” Aunt Lucy inquired tentatively.
Baird Lane’s pupils dilated slightly, “I moved on Christine White?”
Another one who says he’s got the hots for Christine White.
Ives Norton, Molly, Leo Bort, and now Aunt Lucy, all of whom have said things about him moving on Christine White.
Did he really have a crush on Christine White?
“I don’t know if you’ve moved on to your wife or not sir, I’ll just ask you, does it hurt you to see your wife like this now?” Aunt Lucy said seriously.
Baird Lane’s thin lips twitched, “I don’t know …”
“Hey, you don’t even know if you’re moving or not, sir, you’re really …” Aunt Lucy shook her head and sighed, not even knowing what to say.
Baird Lane’s eyelids dropped when he saw her so helpless, “All I know is that I don’t want a divorce.”
When Christine White filed for divorce three years ago, he absolutely set her free without saying a word.
But now he didn’t want to.
Especially when she asked for a divorce, he vetoed it immediately, almost without even thinking about it, and in his heart of hearts, he didn’t think about divorcing her.
“But the missus has decided to get a divorce, what are you going to do about it sir?” Aunt Lucy clasped her hands together nervously.
Naturally, she didn’t want the two to get divorced.
Baird Lane looked up the stairs, “She can’t get divorced as long as I don’t say yes.”
“Really, but I’m still a little uneasy …” Aunt Lucy sighs lowly.
Baird Lane pursed his lips in contemplation for a moment, got up and headed upstairs.
“Christine White,” he spoke with complex eyes as he unscrewed the door to his room and entered, gazing at the woman sitting on the bed, “let’s talk.”
“I have nothing to talk to you about?” Christine White looked at her cell phone and didn’t even give him a look.
Baird Lane felt the disregard once again and was uncomfortable, “Talk about what happened between us.”
“I said I have nothing to talk to you about, but of course, if you want to talk about divorce, then I can talk to you.” Christine White finally looked at him.
But this cold look in her eyes brought a lump to Baird Lane’s throat.
But after a few seconds, he gathered his mind and said in a deep voice, “I also said, don’t even think about the divorce, I won’t agree to it.”
“Then there’s nothing to talk about unless …” Christine White’s eyes flickered and she deliberately trailed off.
Baird Lane looked at her, “Unless what?”
“Unless you avenge my children and put Leo Bort in jail, then I’ll talk to you and maybe I’ll forgive you.” Christine White said coldly.
How Baird Lane didn’t expect her to say that, and for a moment, his fists clenched, “You know full well I can’t do that, I promised Molly that I …”
“So you don’t want to, right?” Christine White laughed coldly, “Sure enough, in your heart, your child will never be more important than an outsider, I’ve obviously seen through you, yet I still have hopes for you, I’m so stupid!”
Her unrelenting taunts were like a sharp sword that slammed into Baird Lane’s heart.
The knot in his throat slid up and down a few times, trying to say something, but suddenly realizing he couldn’t find his voice.
Christine White saw that he didn’t refute himself and thought that she had hit the nail on the head, she was even more disappointed in her heart, “Mr. Lane, you really have a big heart, you can even let go of the person who killed your own child so easily, I have to say one thing, you’re really great!”
She gave him a thumbs up, and at the same time, in her heart, she despaired of him completely.
She has taken a step back and only offered to let him retaliate against Leo Bort alone, without taking Molly Bort with him, and he still, still won’t.
So she really gave up!
“Mr. Lane, get out, you leave me alone.” Christine White closed her eyes and started to shoo people away.
Baird Lane, however, did not listen to her and went out, but stood staring at her not far from the bed.
Naturally, she sensed it, but didn’t want to pay attention to it and let him be.
Gradually, Christine White fell asleep, and it was then that Baird Lane moved his two long, slender legs towards the bed before slowly taking a seat on the edge.
“I’m sorry …” Baird Lane reached out and gently stroked up the woman’s face.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to get back at Leo Bort, he does.
But once he does, Molly’s sure to think twice about it.
After all, Molly has only one family member, Leo Bort, who will take care of Molly, even if you want to take revenge on Leo Bort, at least wait until Molly is cured.
At the thought, Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed and he withdrew his hand from Christine White’s face, then took out the cell phone in his pocket and went to make a call off the balcony.
The call was to Leo Bort, who received the call with a vicious surprise, “Baird, why are you calling me at this hour?”
“What you told me last time about making it up to Christine White still stands, doesn’t it?” Baird Lane spoke without expression.
Leo Bort froze, then nodded repeatedly, “Remember remember, I haven’t forgotten.”
“Then you’ll send the compensation, and I hope the amount won’t be too small.” Baird Lane finished and hung up the phone.
Two hours later, Leo Bort had compensation for Christine White delivered, a check for five million.
Baird Lane looked at it and was quite happy with it.
“Sir, are you really going to take this Mrs. ah?” Aunt Lucy looked at the check in his hand and couldn’t help but ask.
Baird Lane hmmm’d, “What’s the problem?”