Christine White bit her lip and nodded somewhat reluctantly.
Baird Lane didn’t sign the divorce papers; they’re not officially divorced.
So Baird Lane is still her husband now, and she has to admit that even if she doesn’t want to.
Baird Lane’s mouth ticked up in a good mood when he saw that Christine White wasn’t tearing him down.
Even Aunt Lucy happily called out to Christine White, “Ma’am!”
“So you’re really a couple.” The Mayor surveyed Baird Lane with some incredulity.
Baird Lane extended his hand towards him, “Hello Grandpa White, I’m Baird Lane.”
“Hello hello.” The village chief also hurriedly extended his hand to shake hands with Baird Lane, “I’ve heard for a long time that Christine is married outside, so it’s you Lane, you’re really a talented person.”
“You flatter me.” Baird Lane fidgeted and withdrew his hand.
The village chief laughed and laughed twice, “I’m not a compliment, I’m telling the truth, Little The Lane Family is not ordinary, right?”
“A small asset.” Baird Lane said imploringly.
Christine White couldn’t help but roll her eyes darkly when she heard this.
He turns out to lie without blushing.
If The Lane Family is a small asset, then the top 10 family businesses in the country are all small assets.
“A small asset?” The Mayor’s eyes absently swept over the watch on Baird Lane’s wrist and smiled slightly.
He’d lived a long life and hadn’t seen much, but it wasn’t like he wouldn’t be able to hear the words of modesty.
But since they didn’t say anything, he could just pretend he didn’t know.
Thinking about it, the village chief immediately changed the topic, “Lane ah, you’re here specifically to find Christine?”
He looked at the suitcase at Baird Lane’s feet.
Baird Lane nodded slightly, “Yes.”
“That’s great, I’m relieved that you’re here.” The village chief said with relief.
Baird Lane heard the problem and narrowed his eyes slightly, “Grandpa White, did something happen?”
Christine White also looked at the village chief with a confused look on her face.
The Mayor sighed, “It’s not even Christine girl.”
“Me?” Christine White pointed at herself.
The village chief glanced at her, “Who is it if not you, these two days I often see you either coughing or dizziness, just yesterday you came back after offering incense to your grandparents and almost fainted do you still remember?”
Christine White touched the tip of her nose sheepishly.
Baird Lane immediately looked over at her, a hint of nervousness in his voice, “Is it true? Are you really …”
“This has nothing to do with you!” Christine White averted her face and trailed off.
The village chief could see that the atmosphere between these two was not right and couldn’t help but open his mouth to ask, “Christine girl, did you guys have a fight?”
“No.” Christine White shook her head.
Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “I was the one who did something wrong.”
“So you guys just had a falling out right?” The Mayor raised an eyebrow.
This time Christine White stopped talking.
The village chief cried and laughed, “It seems so, that’s why Christine you ran back home alone to recuperate your body and refused to call Lane even if your health was not good enough, so that’s why, so it seems that your saying that Lane was busy with work and that’s why he didn’t come back with you is also your excuse.”
Christine White buried her head even lower.
Baird Lane also heard the cause and effect from these few words of the village elder, and felt a little guilty towards her, “It’s my fault, I let her down.”
The village chief is not clear about what happened between the two, only thought that they really are just ordinary quarrels and quarrels, so at this moment to see Baird Lane apologized, but also help him to speak, “Knowing the wrong can change is good, moreover, you are not personally come over it, Christine ah, you forgive him, do not make a tantrum. ”
Christine White’s eyes widened, “No Grandpa White, you have no idea …”
“What don’t I know? Isn’t it just a quarrel between a young couple and a disagreement, since Lane has personally come over to look for you, what else can you not let go of, and with him here, I’m relieved about your health.” The village chief patted her shoulder and said in a serious tone.
Christine White had a bit of a headache, “Grandpa White, what’s all this about!”
It’s not like she and Baird Lane had a fight or a disagreement.
That’s a human life, all right?
How could he be forgiven so easily!
“Alright, alright, I don’t care what’s going on between you two, but Lane, Christine’s health is really not good, so take good care of her since you’re here.” The village chief said as he looked at Baird Lane.
Baird Lane nods, “I will.”
“That s good, Christine this child is too poor, from childhood … Forget it, what’s the point of talking about this, you treat her well, I’m going to work in the field.” The village chief said, carrying a hoe and left.
Christine White sent the Village Manager away and was closing the door.
Baird Lane held the door against him once more, “Did you forget what Grandpa White just said?”
Christine White glared at him in exasperation, “What do you want?”
“Come with me, or let me in.” Baird Lane gave her two choices.
Christine White’s little lips were pursed tight.
Going with him is naturally impossible.
So she was left with one last option.
“I know, come on in, you guys.” Christine White resigned herself to stepping aside to let Baird Lane and Aunt Lucy in.
Aunt Lucy went in happily with her bags, while Baird Lane stood still.
Christine White frowned, “You’re not coming in?”
“You first.” Christine White returned.
Christine White didn’t know what he wanted and didn’t bother, letting go of the doorframe and turning to go inside.
Baird Lane’s thin lips twitched slightly when he saw the dryness of her walk, before he lifted his foot to follow.
As he walked towards the house, he secretly observed the surroundings of this house, and the more he looked at it, the more disgusted he became.
He had never lived in a house like this when he was growing up, and he was shocked to see it when he arrived.
This house, can it really be inhabited?
Won’t it fall down when the wind blows?
Although he thought so in his heart, but Baird Lane did not say it, all the way to the expression of calm, also simply let people can not see what he was thinking.
Christine White poured two glasses of water and gave one to each of them.
When Aunt Lucy sat down, she couldn’t help but ask, “Ma’am, you’ve been staying here for the past two days, huh?”
“Right.” Christine White nodded.
Aunt Lucy was instantly distraught.
Christine White looked out and smiled bashfully, “This is where I grew up, when I was little my parents had Mick , and left me here, I grew up with my grandparents and only got picked up by them when I was in high school.”
“So it is.” Aunt Lucy understood.
Baird Lane hadn’t scrutinized Christine White’s past, and naturally didn’t know that she’d been raised here.
It was kinda surprising to hear her talk about it now.
“Mr. Lane.” Christine White suddenly shouted.
Baird Lane heard the address and felt a little displeased, “What is it?”
“When do you plan to go back?” Christine White asked him.
Baird Lane sipped his water and returned faintly, “When will I go back when you promise to come with me?”
Christine White pursed her little lips, “So if I don’t go back, are you going to stay here the whole time?”
Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “It’s not impossible.”
Christine White was stunned by his chutzpah, “Baird Lane, this is my house!”
“I know, but I’m your husband and your home is my home, is that a problem?” Baird Lane asked her rhetorically.
Christine White bit her lip, “Of course I did, we’re both getting divorced and it’s all over from here on out, so this isn’t your home, please go back sooner rather than later, you’re not welcome here with me.”
“But we’re not divorced yet.” Baird Lane’s mouth quirked lightly, “And didn’t you just hear Grandpa White?”