It is said that you know your son like a father, and although the old man is not Baird Lane’s father, he is his father’s father and the one who knows Baird Lane best.
So it was an instant guess as to why.
Baird Lane wasn’t surprised that the old man would react so quickly, and remained nonchalant as he returned, “Not exactly a threat.”
He just gave Christine White a choice.
One that gave her the choice of the village or her own free choice, and she chose the former.
In fact, he also knew that his behavior was a bit despicable, but as long as he could bring her back, so what if the means were a bit despicable?
Even if she didn’t choose the village in the end, he had a way to bring her back.
“Not exactly a threat?” The old man sank into his old face, “Looks like you really did threaten Christine after all, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” Baird Lane admitted.
The old master glared in anger, ”Baird, what exactly do you want to do? You clearly know that Christine girl is disappointed in you, not only do you not divorce her, but you personally run over to pick her up, and after you pick her up? Are you going to cold-shoulder her again like before?”
“It won’t.” Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “Not this time.”
“Oh?” The old man was slightly surprised, “Why, have you figured something out?”
“Yes, I figured it out, I love her, that’s why I don’t want a divorce, and this time when I get her back, I will beg for her forgiveness and become a real couple with her.” Baird Lane said.
“Wait.” The old man was all a bit confused and even thought he heard wrong, “What did you just say, you love Christine?”
“Right.” Baird Lane nods.
The old man’s eyes were full of surprise, “Aren’t you still obsessed with that woman from The Bort Family, why are you suddenly in love with Christine?”
Baird Lane was silent for a few seconds before answering, “In fact, the answer to this question, I don’t know myself, I even noticed my feelings for Christine White because of Aunt Lucy’s and Ives Norton’s mention, otherwise I might not be able to notice it now, as for Molly’s side, it is already in the past. It’s over.”
“That’s so.” The old man stroked his white beard as if he was convinced, “I don’t know if what you said is true, but let me just ask you, are you sure that if you pick Christine up this time, you won’t treat her like you did before?”
“OK.” Baird Lane assured with a straight face.
The old man’s expression finally eased and he laughed twice, “Alright, old man I’ll trust you once more, since you’ve already decided, then old man I certainly hope that you and Christine will reconcile again, after all, Christine is the granddaughter-in-law I identify with.”
“I will.”
“That’s good, then old master I’ll wait to hear the good news that Christine forgave you, when you guys make up, you treat Christine well and don’t do these asshole things again, or else I’ll break one of your legs instead of a dozen or so lashes this time, remember?” The old man coldly warned.
Baird Lane hastily responded, “Don’t worry Grandpa, I won’t let you down this time.”
“Well, that’s more like it.” The old man nodded with satisfaction, then asked the first concern he’d had in a while, “How’s the injury on your back?”
Baird Lane touched up his back, “It’s okay.”
“It seems to be a good recovery then, well, I’ve asked what I needed to ask, and there’s one more thing you can pass on to Christine for me.”
“What’s the word?”
The old master spoke in a kind voice, “Let’s just say that the old man I’ve always only recognized her as a granddaughter-in-law, and I welcome her back.”
“Yes, I’ll pass it on to her.” Baird Lane obliged.
The call ended and he put away his cell phone and headed back to his apartment.
Christine White happened to be coming out of the restroom and when she saw him, she casually asked, “Finished your phone call?”
“After the fight, Grandpa knew you were back and asked me specifically what was going on.” Baird Lane said as he sat down.
Christine White was slightly startled, “It’s Grandpa on the phone?”
“Uh-huh.”
Christine White lowered her eyes, “How’s Grandpa doing these days?”
“He’s been in good health.” Baird Lane folded his legs.
Christine White’s heart settled as she sniffed, “That’s good, so did Grandpa say anything?”
“He asked me to pass on a message to you.” Baird Lane looked at her.
Christine White’s eyes blinked, “Grandpa has something to tell me? What kind of message?”
“Grandpa says he only recognizes you as his granddaughter-in-law and that you are welcome to come back with me.” Baird Lane answered her with a crooked smile.
Christine White sniffed and her heart was slammed as a huge wave of emotion hit her, “Grandpa …”
She had thought that the old man had shaken her extremely when he had said that she was welcome to remarry at any time while she was gone.
I didn’t expect this sentence, but it shocked her even more, only recognizing her as a grandson-in-law means that the old master doesn’t want any other woman to be his grandson-in-law either, such a great honor, how can she be so virtuous?
Thinking about this, Christine White’s nose flared up and she felt a little like crying.
Baird Lane saw her eyes redden and reached out to tap her forehead, “Touched?”
Christine White grunted softly and looked away, “Even if I’m moved, I’m moved for Grandpa, it has nothing to do with you.”
“I know.” Baird Lane nodded, “But Grandpa still wants us to make up, so what do you mean?”
Christine White dropped her little face and didn’t answer.
Baird Lane also knew why she didn’t answer, and with some guilt in his heart, he didn’t force that he must hear her answer, and obediently changed the subject, “The house was looked at, how did it feel?”
“Very good.” Christine White nodded.
Baird Lane looked at the time, “Since you think it’s nice, let’s stay here, it’s getting late, are you hungry?”
Christine White rubbed her stomach, “A little.”
“Come on then, I’ll buy you dinner.” Baird Lane picked up his jacket that was slung over the couch.
Christine White didn’t say no and followed him out of the apartment.
By the time we got back from dinner, it was two hours later and it was 5pm.
Christine White leaned against the kitchen doorway, looking at the man inside who was boiling water, and finally relented and asked, “Aren’t you going back yet?”
“Are you kicking me out?” Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.
Christine White spat out her tongue, “It’s your house, how do I have the right to kick you out, it’s just that I said I wanted to live alone, so …”
“I know, I’ll finish this cup of tea and go.” Baird Lane picked up the kettle and poured water into his cup.
Christine White was still a little surprised to hear him agree to leave so readily, but quickly, she gathered her expression again and turned to leave the kitchen.
Baird Lane did what he said he would do and was ready to leave after that cup of tea.
But before he left, he made a comment that she should go with him to the hospital tomorrow for a checkup.
Christine White also understood that her health was getting worse by the day and that she had to be examined, so she didn’t refuse him and agreed.
After Baird Lane left, Christine White closed the door, stretched and began to unpack her bags.
She didn’t have a lot of luggage, it was that one suitcase that came and went, and the boxes didn’t hold much, so she was organized in a few minutes.
Except that when she closed the suitcase, she saw a paper bag in the compartment.
She took the file bag out and opened it, which contained two real estate certificates and a ten million dollar bank card.
This is the old man to give her divorce compensation, she left the villa, casually put into the suitcase, so many days she forgot, if not just stumbled upon it, she probably can not even think of it.
“I should have returned it to Baird Lane earlier.” Christine White muttered as she reclosed the paper bag.