Aunt Lucy scratched her head and said, “I’m just afraid that Mr. will react afterward and guess that I have your contact information Mrs. and will ask about me then.”
The question caused Christine White to be silent for a moment before she answered, “If that’s the case, Aunt Lucy, just tell him so he doesn’t give you a hard time.”
“Okay, then I’ll hang up now ah, take care ma’am.”
“Well Aunt Lucy you take care too.”
Hanging up the phone, Christine White turned it off and silently stared out the car window in disbelief.
To be honest, she was a little surprised that Baird Lane would send for her, and while she was surprised, there was a tiny bit of joy in her heart.
Does this mean that he still cares about her a little bit in his heart, otherwise why would he be looking for her?
Of course, such a thought lasted only a few seconds before Christine White herself vetoed it.
How could Baird Lane care about her, but if he cared even a little bit, The Bort Family wouldn’t dare to do this to her and the baby in her womb, it’s because he doesn’t love her and doesn’t care about her that The Bort Family dares to be so bold.
What she couldn’t understand now was why on earth Baird Lane had sent for her, wouldn’t it be a good thing for him if she left? It would set him free to marry his beloved, so what was the point of looking for her?
Was it because he felt that she had disgraced him by suddenly dropping the divorce papers and walking away without informing him, and that was why he had sought her back, ready to get back at her?
Thinking so, Christine White’s mouth curved into a bitter arc, then closed her eyes and leaned against the car window, her body slowly falling into sleep with the swaying of the body.
“Miss, Miss?”
Christine White was pushed awake, she opened her eyes in a daze, looked at the middle-aged uncle in front of her, and asked with a somewhat hoarse voice, “Can I help you?”
“Miss, it’s at the destination, everyone else has gotten off, you should hurry and get off too.” The driver uncle said back.
“Arrived?” Christine White was startled and hastily turned her head to look out.
As luck would have it, the old familiar station stood in front of her, telling her that this was where she was coming from.
Christine White now completely sobered up, and after saying thank you to the driver uncle, he picked up his luggage and flew out of the car.
When she got off the bus, she didn’t rush out of the station, but stood still and looked around her.
The station is still the same, it hasn’t changed half as much after all these years, it just looks older.
It was also because of this oldness that Christine White instantly retrieved those memories from her childhood, and she couldn’t help but feel her nose turn sour and her eyes redden.
After almost ten years, she finally returned to this hometown that she could not forget the most.
She had thought that there was no chance for her to come back.
But I didn’t realize that not only did she come back, but she came back in the form of a divorce.
Smiling to herself, Christine White picked up her bags and headed out of the station, stopping at a supermarket near the station to buy supplies and some scented candles before taking a cab back to the village.
The village, like the station, was largely unchanged, and Christine White got out of the car and casually looked around before heading to the village headman’s house.
“Grandpa White, are you home?” She called out twice as she stood outside a small building.
The mayor’s family was eating and when they heard the shouts, they hurriedly put down their bowls and went to open the door.
“And you are?” The Mayor eyed Christine White suspiciously and thought something looked familiar.
Christine White looked at the old man, who was so much older than she remembered, and felt nothing but sourness in her heart, “Grandpa White, I’m Christine.”
“Christine?” the village elder whispered, then his eyes widened, “You’re Christine girl?”
“It’s me.” Christine White smiled and nodded.
The village chief hurriedly opened the door all the way, “Quickly, quickly, come in.”
“Good.” Christine White was not polite and went in with her big bag.
Entering the hall, the village chief poured her a glass of water, “Christine, why are you back? Your mom and dad, they’re back too?”
“No, I came back alone.” Christine White answered back as she took the glass of water.
The mayor sat down across from her, “Back alone?”
“Well, after all these years, it’s about time I came back to see my grandparents.” A touch of nostalgia crossed Christine White’s eyes as she said this.
She really missed her grandparents.
“Then it’s time to come back and take a look.” The village chief nodded, looking at her with some approval in his eyes, “Your grandparents know that you still remember them, they’ll be very happy down there as well, it’s not in vain to raise you.”
“Grandpa White is joking, I haven’t been back in ten years, my grandparents must be angry with me.” Christine White lowered her head in shame.
The village chief smiled, “Your grandparents are an open minded person, they will not be angry with you, they also understand that it is not easy for you to be outside, after all, your parents that virtue … Hey, do not say, you come back this time intend to stay how long?”
“I guess I’ll stay two or three months.” Christine White returned with some uncertainty.
The mayor was surprised, “Why are you staying so long this time?”
“I’m a little under the weather and I’m going to come back and get in shape.” Christine White explained.
As soon as the village chief heard her say that, he immediately inquired with concern, “Are you sick?”
“Well, had some illness.” Christine White nodded.
She had her bone marrow drawn twice in a row and was forcibly aborted, so her body had collapsed a long time ago.
She couldn’t even stand the wind blowing now, and when it did, she felt cold.
Obviously it’s not even winter yet, everyone else is still wearing fall clothes, she’s already turning out her winter clothes now, and on this journey back, there are still quite a few people looking at her with different eyes.
“Since you’re sick, it’s time to take care of yourself, but I heard that you got married, so why didn’t your husband come back with you? You are still sick, is he relieved?” The village chief said with some unhappiness.
Christine White’s eyes instantly dimmed, “He’s too busy working to leave …”
“How can anyone be more busy than important?” The mayor tapped his tobacco stick.
Christine White shook her head and smiled bitterly, “Grandpa White, enough about that, you still have the key to my old house, right?”
“Keeping it, you call money back every year, the hygiene of the house we did not fall behind, also often go over to clean, just a few days ago cleaned once, you live in just right.” The village chief smiled amiably again.
Christine White was grateful, “Grandpa White, thank you so much.”
“What are you thanking for, it’s not like you didn’t pay the management fee, you sit down first, I’ll go get the key for you.” The village chief finished smilingly, got up and excepted the hall.
Soon, he returned with the keys and a quilt that he had to shove down Christine White’s throat.
Christine White was too kind to refuse, so she didn’t, and left the village headman’s house holding the quilt and carrying another large bag, heading for her old home.
The old home was still the same as before, because the village head’s family cleaned it regularly, and the courtyard and everything was still clean.
Christine White took out the key to open the door, the wooden door without the support of the lock, they shook to both sides of the open, because of the age of the reason, the wood is a little rotten, so it also made a strange YiYi sound, listen to some really scary.
Christine White wasn’t intimidated though, she was just a little worried.
Worrying that I don’t have any money at the moment, or I could have fixed up my old home properly.
“Hey …” Sighing, Christine White dragged her large and small bags inside.
The house was so clean that it didn’t even need to be cleaned, just wiped down the beds and stuff.
It was dark by the time Christine White had finished her work, and she touched her somewhat hungry stomach, then rummaged through her suitcase for a loaf of bread, which she ate for supper with one of the milks.
After eating and drinking, she fetched some water and simply washed up before laying down on the bed.
The day’s running around had long since exhausted her, and she closed her eyes, listening to the sound of insects outside that she hadn’t heard in a long time, with a rare peace in her heart, so much so that she fell asleep in no time at all.
The next day, she was awakened by a sharp ringing phone.
Christine White fished out her cell phone and didn’t look at the caller ID, she just put it to her ear, “Who is it?”
“Christine White, where are you?”