There is naturally only one answer for Baird Lane in this situation.
He swept her off her feet with a faint glance and turned to go back to the hall.
Christine White bristled and didn’t stand still for much longer, continuing on her way to the restroom.
“Pfft …” As soon as she entered the restroom, she couldn’t help but let out a giggle.
How could she not have expected Baird Lane to be so childish as to try to follow her for fear of her wandering out on her own?
Really, I don’t know what he thinks, he wasn’t like this before, how come he changed so much in just one month?
He used to treat her with complete indifference, not at all like this, so is he becoming like this now because he loves her?
No, no, no. No way!
Christine White vetoes the possibility of Baird Lane falling in love with her.
She still didn’t believe that he would fall in love with her. When he had left her out in the cold for three years and suddenly came back to live with her as a couple, she thought it was because he had figured it out and was willing to accept her as his wife.
But in the end, he came for her bone marrow, and later on she took his word that he wouldn’t meet with Molly Bort, but later on he still ran to see Molly Bort often, and even didn’t care that he lost his own child in defense of Molly Bort and Leo Bort.
So this time, too, she could never trust, let alone be soft, in case he said he loved her and had some premeditated plan.
With that thought, Christine White took a deep breath and once again became determined in her expression and in her eyes that she absolutely could not have her heart set on Baird Lane again.
After using the restroom, Christine White came out of the restroom to the sound of chattering and noise outside the courtyard gate.
She cocked her head in confusion and walked over to open the door.
“What are you guys …” Christine White looked at the large group of people outside in surprise, not understanding how they were all gathered in front of her house.
“Ouch, Christine girl is out.” An older woman saw her and her eyes narrowed into slits as she smiled.
Christine White’s body shivered, feeling goosebumps all over her body, “Auntie, why are you guys coming over?”
“We came here to find Lane, we all heard from the village chief that Lane is ready to invest in our village and help us get rich.” The older woman said excitedly.
Christine White got it. They came over to thank Baird Lane.
“Come on in then, he’s in there.” Christine White opened the door and let them in.
They didn’t make themselves at home, and swarmed into the yard, looking for Baird Lane.
Christine White waited until they were all inside before she breathed out and closed the yard door behind her, then glanced in the direction of the parlor and headed for the kitchen with a grunt and a laugh.
She knew that Baird Lane was the worst at dealing with so many people, especially civilians who weren’t in the same world as him.
She’d like to see if he’d be at a loss for words in the face of so many folks!
Just the thought of it made Christine White feel so excited that she quickened her pace and jogged into the kitchen, “Aunt Lucy.”
“You’re just in time ma’am.” Aunt Lucy’s face lifted in surprise when she saw her.
Christine White blinks, “What?”
“I was looking for tea leaves to make tea when so many people just came over to the house, so I didn’t find any and was going to call you.” Aunt Lucy spread her hands and returned.
Christine White smiled, “So it is, the tea is in the cupboard too.”
With that, she took the tea out and handed it to Aunt Lucy.
Aunt Lucy took it and took it to make tea.
Christine White waited on the sidelines, and when she was done brewing, volunteered to take over the chore of bringing the tea over.
Aunt Lucy couldn’t argue with her and had to let her go.
“Mistress you be careful, this tea is very hot.” Aunt Lucy looked at her carrying the tray, with some strain on the end, and couldn’t help but worryingly admonish.
Christine White insisted she could do it, “Don’t worry Aunt Lucy, I’ve got it covered.”
“I hope so.” Aunt Lucy sighed through her tears.
Christine White carried the tray to the parsonage, which was full of people, each talking and chattering animatedly.
Baird Lane sat in the main seat and looked as if he were listening to them attentively, his cool face showing no hint of impatience.
But Christine White could tell at a glance that he wasn’t even listening, but was thinking of something else.
Because she knew him and had experienced it firsthand, she used to get up the courage to initiate conversation with him sometimes, and when he wouldn’t listen, her thumb subconsciously rubbed.
Like he is now!
She figured that the only reason he was still sitting around and not kicking people out or not leaving on his own was probably because of his upbringing, which was why he kept putting up with the noise.
“Ahem.” Christine White interrupted the men with two light coughs.
The parlor was quiet for a moment.
Baird Lane also came back from his own thoughts, and when he saw her carrying such a large tray, his thin lips pursed and he immediately stood up and walked towards her, helping her to take the tray in her hands.
“Why are you the one delivering it and where’s Aunt Lucy?” He asked in a hushed voice after placing the tray on the table.
Christine White wiped a handful of sweat from the corner of her forehead, “Aunt Lucy’s busy in the kitchen, so it’s just me coming over to deliver.”
After saying that, she picked up the teapot and was about to pour the tea.
But Baird Lane stopped her by holding her hand down, “I’ll do it, you rest.”
“You …” Christine White looked at him in surprise.
Seeing her like this, he simply held down her shoulders and pressed her down into a chair and sat down, then picked up the teapot and poured the tea one cup at a time, and served it to these villagers another cup at a time.
The villagers were a bit flattered to receive the tea he personally handed them, and they hurriedly said words of thanks.
Especially the lady who talked to Christine White at the entrance of the courtyard, her eyes were almost glowing when she looked at Baird Lane, and she looked as if her mother-in-law was looking at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at her, the better she looked at her.
Christine White was a little upset, although she had not forgiven Baird Lane, but she still loved him in her heart ah, how could she accept others to look at him with such eyes.
So she stood up, moved her chair to the side, and sat down again.
She sat this way, her back just blocking the older woman.
That way, the older woman can’t see Baird Lane.
She did this very naturally, plus her expression didn’t have the slightest hint of weakness, so no one else in the room, including the older woman, except for Baird Lane, had yet to realize that something was wrong.
“Heh …” Baird Lane saw Christine White’s vaguely smug look, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but tickle, feeling both surprised and satisfied with her actions just now.
Unexpectedly, she would actually offer to shield him from such looks that he didn’t know how to deal with.
Satisfied that by doing so, she showed that she still cared about him.
thought, Baird Lane was about to say something to Christine White when he saw her reach for the tea on the table to drink.
His eyes narrowed momentarily as he snatched the tea from her hand.
Christine White was all confused, “What are you doing?”
“You drink this.” Baird Lane took a milk from somewhere and shoved it into her hand, “You drink less tea, it’s bad for you.”
“I’m not in good health yet …”
Christine White was halfway through her sentence when the older woman interrupted her with a smile, “Aigoo, look at the little two, Christine girl ah, Lane treats you really well, you’ve found a good husband.”
Christine White’s small face stiffened.
Baird Lane was nice to her?
What a ridiculous statement.
He’s only been nice to her for the past two days now. Which of the things he’s done to her before has been nice to her?
“Auntie, you’re joking.” Christine White lowered her eyes and returned with a somewhat cold voice.
Baird Lane naturally sensed her difference and more or less understood the reason why she became like this, a wave of guilt rose in his heart, “Don’t worry Auntie, I will treat her better in the future.”
“Oh, look, the young couple is just in love, then in that case, our gang will not disturb your intimacy and leave first.” The older woman said and stood up.
The others saw this and one by one agreed that it was time to go.
Soon the parsonage was empty, but the older woman did not go, instead she looked hesitantly at Christine White and finally fixed her eyes on Baird Lane, “O Lane, come out here with me and I’ll tell you a secret.”