Christine White’s eyes were a little red, and her hands were trembling as she held the phone, “If … If he really loves me, why would he hurt me so much?”
Ives Norton was a little dumbfounded by her remark, and it was a long time before he found his voice, “Because he didn’t even realize he was in love with you himself, so …”
“I don’t want to hear it!” Christine White said with a choked voice, “Even if he doesn’t love me, he didn’t love treating me like this, and even more so, he shouldn’t have taken me and the baby in my belly to save his once first love, I won’t forgive him!”
The sacrifice of her child was a grief she could never get over.
Even if Baird Lane didn’t cause the child’s death himself, it was because of his regard for The Bort Family and his love for Molly Bort that emboldened Leo Bort to go after her and the child in her womb.
So Baird Lane is one of the culprits, if not the murderer, and she won’t forgive him!
Ives Norton also knows how much damage the loss of the baby has done to Christine White, and he understands that she blames Baird Lane, though he’d prefer that she move on from it.
So he sighed and advised, “Christine, you won’t forgive Baird, I understand that, but do you really want to carry that around with you for the rest of your life?”
“What are you trying to say?” Christine White wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, her tone a little cold.
Ives Norton’s expression softened, “I was trying to say, let bygones be bygones, you keep remembering …”
“Do you want me to forgive Baird Lane, or do you want me to let go of my hatred for The Bort Family?” Christine White interrupted him angrily.
Ives Norton held his forehead, “Christine, you misunderstood me, I didn’t mean for you to necessarily forgive Baird, and even less for you to let go of your hatred, I just wanted to exhort you to let go of what you need to let go of so that you don’t regret it later.”
“What do I regret?” Christine White asked him only.
Ives Norton looked in the direction of the ward, “Of course it’s Baird, I just said that the person Baird loves is you, and I’ve said a lot of things that have woken him up, and he’s sure to come looking for you when he figures out his feelings for you, so won’t you go back with him?”
“I won’t go back with him, not to mention the fact that he loves me whether it’s true or not, but I’m divorcing him, so what would I go for?” Christine White was stubbornly terse.
Ives Norton raised an eyebrow lightly, “But do you want to? You love Baird, do you really want to have nothing to do with him ever again?”
Christine White choked, somewhat speechless.
Of course she was upset, but there was really no way she could let it go.
If she let it go, it meant she forgave him for harboring The Bort Family and for his indifference to his children.
So she absolutely can’t go back, even if she doesn’t want to, because she’s not qualified to forgive him as a father for her child!
Thinking of this, Christine White’s expression quickly adjusted and became firm, “Ives Norton, I’m wondering, you were the one who initially suggested that I leave Baird Lane, and you were the one who supported my divorce, so how is it that now you’re talking about wanting me to get back together with Baird Lane? ”
Ives Norton was asked by her this question in the heart of a tug, some pain, but on the face but pretended not to care back: “Because I hope you happy, before you are unilaterally in love with Baird, to see Baird to you that attitude, I can not bear it, so I support you to leave him, but now I know that he also loves you, you are in love with each other, so I hope you guys are together and don’t miss …”
“But do you think I can continue this marriage without any problems after all that has happened between him and me?” Christine White questioned rhetorically.
Ives Norton was silent for a few seconds, “I know, but …”
“No buts.” Christine White interrupted him once more, “When you say he loves me, does he really love me? Then do you know when he fell in love with me again? I fell in love with him, it was love at first sight back then, but what about him? He loathed me for three years, cold-shouldered me for three years, these three years I only met him twice …”
Speaking of this, her voice trembled a little, and after a moment’s pause, she continued, “These two times we met, once when we officially first met, and once when we got married, and then he never came to me again in these three years, and if I want to know about him, I still have to go to the top of various financial news or magazines every time to rummage around!”
“Christine …” Ives Norton was a little distraught.
Christine White sniffled and laughed through her tears, “So Ives you tell me, how on earth did Baird Lane, who I’ve barely met or spoken to, fall in love with me? Was it love at first sight too?”
Ives Norton is a little dumbfounded.
And to be honest, he wondered how in the world Baird Lane had fallen in love with Christine White.
He fell in love with her because she wasn’t what he expected, having seen too many women with complicated minds in the circle, it was the first time he’d seen one as clean as she was and who had managed to stay so clean after being in the circle, so as he got to know her better, he fell deeper and deeper into it.
But Baird Lane is different, to Baird Lane, Molly Bort is the one that is the cleanest, so the way Baird Lane falls in love with Christine White is definitely different from him, but how exactly he falls in love, he really doesn’t know.
“Ives, you can’t answer that can you?” Christine White was slow to hear Ives Norton’s answer and took the lead.
Ives Norton sighed in defeat, “Sorry Christine, I …”
“You don’t have to say you’re sorry, I just don’t believe what you’re saying about Baird Lane being in love with me, and even if it’s true what you’re saying about him loving me, I wouldn’t dare ask for his love.”
“Why?” Ives Norton was a little puzzled, “Isn’t this something you’ve always wanted to fulfill?”
“Yes, but is such love really love? Shouldn’t he love me by keeping me away from Molly Bort? Shouldn’t it be to protect me from our children?”
Christine White gripped the lapel of her chest tightly with one hand, and continued with some grief, “But he didn’t have any of these, he counted my bone marrow for the sake of Molly Bort, and after knowing that Leo Bort did all those things, he still chose to protect Leo Bort from avenging his own child, so Ives you tell me , is this his love for me?”
If it weren’t for the fact that now she was sure she didn’t have a deep grudge against Baird Lane.
She even thought Baird Lane was getting back at her.
Ives Norton heard these heartfelt words from Christine White, a sudden wave of self-deprecation welled up in his heart, “It was me who took things for granted, who saw things as too simple, who thought that if you loved each other, you should drop everything and make up again, but now that I’ve heard these words from you, I’m really naïve, I’m sorry Christine … ”
She’s right, what Baird Lane did to her was really not done to a beloved.
But it’s true that Baird Lane loves her.
From this, we can see that Baird Lane’s love is not pure, but also mixed with many complex emotions in it, to put it bluntly, it is not deep enough to love, and if it is deep enough to love, how can it not notice its own feelings for people?
“It’s okay.” Christine White shook her head gently, “I know you’re doing this for my own good, but things are so complicated between Baird Lane and I that maybe it’s for the best if we separate, not to mention the fact that there’s still a Molly Bort in between us, and even if Baird Lane and I were to re-start this marriage, wouldn’t Molly Bort wouldn’t sabotage it?”
“You’re right, too.” Ives Norton nodded bitterly.
Christine White looked up at the azure sky and took a deep breath, “You should know very well that I’m not suited for the mansion, and even if I stayed by Baird Lane’s side, I’d only be a drag on him.”
“Who says you’re not for the hoi polloi, have you ever thought that you are the hoi polloi?” Ives Norton snapped.
Christine White’s heart inexplicably fluttered and she asked suspiciously, “What do you mean by that?”