“I …” Leo Bort gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, “I’ve thought it over, I’m leaving the country.”
It’s not easy to leave the country, but at least The Bort Family is still around, and there might be a chance to come back in the future.
But if you don’t leave the country, then The Bort Family is all gone.
He’s not stupid and knows what to choose.
Baird Lane gave a satisfied hmmm as he listened to Leo Bort’s reply, “As soon as possible then, I expect to hear of The Bort Family moving abroad with their family just within the next two days.”
“I know.” Leo Bort smiled bitterly, “I’ll do it as soon as I can, but Baird, can you come and see Molly, who misses you, she’s been wanting to see you for the last few days.”
“No, Molly and I won’t see each other again, that’s all.” Baird Lane was decidedly dry.
Leo Bort sighed, “Well, I’ll tell Molly as much.”
“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane nodded.
Hanging up, he casually tossed the phone aside and propped himself back up on the bed.
He knew that his move to have The Bort Family move out of the country didn’t always sit well with the old man.
But it’s the only way he can do it, he can’t really let Molly cease to exist along with The Bort Family.
So he can only do so, and The Bort Family foundation is not stable, hastily immigrated, The Bort Family’s company will definitely shrink significantly, the vitality of the great injury, a little careless, perhaps also possible bankruptcy, I believe that such a result, the old man, even if he is not satisfied, should not be gripped by the unrelenting.
As he was thinking about it, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Baird Lane gathered his thoughts and turned his head toward the door, “Enter.”
Christine White opened the door and came in with a tray in her hand, “Here’s Aunt Lucy’s lunch for you.”
She placed the tray gently on the nightstand.
Baird Lane looked at her and then at the meal sitting on the tray, his eyebrows trailing off, “I can’t be arsed to eat it.”
“So what do you want?” Christine White looked at him.
Baird Lane held out his hand toward her, “Help me up.”
“No.” Christine White didn’t reach out, “You’re not healed enough to move.”
“But I don’t get up, I can’t eat.” Baird Lane added.
Christine White hesitated, “Just stay nice and still and I’ll feed you.”
Baird Lane’s eyes widened for a moment, as if somewhat surprised by her words.
Yet he didn’t refuse and agreed.
Christine White picked up the bowl, took a spoon, and began to feed Baird Lane little by little.
Hesitation he was on his back, eating wasn’t easy, and she fed him hard and slow, a bowl of rice that would normally take ten minutes to fix took her almost half an hour, and it was still cold.
“More food?” Christine White asked the man, putting down her bowl.
The man shook his head, “No need.”
“Good.” Christine White didn’t persuade him, and after putting down the dishes, she picked up the tray of napkins and wiped the corners of his mouth with gentle movements.
That done, she picked up the tray and prepared to go downstairs.
Baird Lane snapped, “Thanks.”
Christine White paused slightly in her steps, “What are you thanking me for?”
“Thank you for taking care of me.” Baird Lane looked at her.
Christine White lowered her eyelids to hide the tumbling colors in her eyes and said in a fake cold tone, “I didn’t take care of you, I was just going along for the ride, and I would have done the same thing even if it was someone else lying here right now, so you don’t have to say thank you to me.”
Baird Lane gave a low chortle, “Well, let’s say you’re just along for the ride, I’ve got news for you.”
“What news?” Christine White craned her head to look at him.
Baird Lane spoke up, “The Bort Family is leaving the country and won’t be coming back.”
“What?” Christine White was slightly surprised, “Out of the country?”
“Yes, that’s what I asked for.” Baird Lane nods.
Christine White had a confused expression, “Why would you do that?”
“Because of you!” Baird Lane returned earnestly.
Christine White was stunned for a moment, then sneered, “For me? Mr. Lane, you don’t mean, do you? That’s why you let The Bort Family leave the country?”
“You’re not satisfied with this result?” Baird Lane frowned.
From his words, Christine White knew she was right, her heart became even more sarcastic, and the cold smile on her face became even more intense, “Why should I be satisfied? Let’s not talk about what you did long ago, just based on the fact that you just let them leave the country and call it revenge against them, I will not be satisfied, they took my bone marrow and killed my children, why should they just leave the country and not pay any price at all?”
Baird Lane hadn’t expected her to react this way; he’d thought she’d be happy with the way it turned out.
But it turned out that he had thought wrong.
“It’s not like The Bort Family didn’t pay for anything, The Bort Family moved out of the country in a hurry and the company would have been hit very hard …”
“I’m not listening!” Christine White interrupted Baird Lane by covering her ears, “I don’t care what happens to The Bort Family’s company, I just know that no matter what company it is, it’s not as important as my child, and that’s a human life, and I’ll never be able to accept that my child is gone, and the person who’s enemy killed my child is just out of the country. Ridiculous outcome.”
“So what do you want? A life for a life?” Baird Lane’s voice sank.
Christine White bit her lip, “I’m not quite as vicious as The Bort Family, I just want them to pay what they deserve, and that’s jail time!”
If she hadn’t had no evidence in her hands, she would have called the police and never let Leo Bort bounce around.
“Jail?” Baird Lane wrinkled his nose.
Christine White took a breath, “Yes, jail time, they broke the law, they should have been in jail in the first place, I’m not asking too much, am I?”
Baird Lane was silent.
It’s true that she’s not asking too much, but …
“All right.” Christine White intended Baird Lane’s thoughts and looked up at the ceiling, forcing the tears back hard, “Since you can’t do it, stop talking about it, there’s no point in talking about it, that’s it, I’ll take the dishes downstairs, and if you need anything, just call downstairs.”
After saying this, she didn’t make a stop and just left the room.
Downstairs, Aunt Lucy’s heart skipped a beat when she saw her coming down with red eyes, “You’re crying, ma’am?”
“I’m not crying, I just feel a little sad.” Christine White said back as she handed the tray to Aunt Lucy.
Aunt Lucy took the tray, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just heard something ridiculously pathetic.” Christine White tickled the corners of her mouth in self-deprecation.
Aunt Lucy looked up the stairs, “Did mister say something asshole again?”
“Well Aunt Lucy, it’s all in the past, come on, I haven’t eaten yet.” Christine White skirted the topic, clearly not wanting to talk about it anymore.
Aunt Lucy naturally knows her mind well and sighed, “Who made you, ma’am, send food up to mister first without even eating, and you didn’t listen to me even when I advised you to eat before sending it, as if you were afraid of starving mister.”
“It’s not that I’m afraid of starving him, I’m just worried that I’ll be too full and lazy to move later.” Christine White finished speaking and darted into the dining room.
Aunt Lucy looked at her slightly vain back and couldn’t help but shake her head and laugh, “Mouthing off, obviously you are worried about mister being hungry but you have to make excuses, you are really still the same wife who loves mister.”
Although Mrs. was indifferent to Mr. on the surface, looking as if she didn’t want to take care of him at all, she was still anxious when something happened to him.
Isn’t a wife whose heart and eyes are full of monsieur a thousand times better than that woman of The Bort Family?
I don’t know what kind of vision Mr., The Bort Family What good is that selfish woman, for that woman, Mr. actually tolerate to hurt such a good wife, it is really sinful!
Time passed quickly, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Christine White sat on the edge of the bed to change Baird Lane’s medicine, and I don’t know what she was thinking about, the whole person was out of shape, several times the powder was spilled elsewhere, and when bandaging, the gauze was even wrapped around in a mess, so that people couldn’t look at it straight.
Finally, Baird Lane couldn’t help himself, “Christine White, what are you thinking about, why are you so distracted?”