Christine White rubbed her stomach, blushing and shaking her head, “Got out in a hurry and forgot.”
“Yeah.” Baird Lane trailed off, not sure what that meant.
Christine White got up, “You eat first then, I’ll head back.”
“Wait.” Baird Lane took her by the wrist and wouldn’t let her go.
Christine White craned her head to look at him, “Anything else?”
Baird Lane laughed softly and placed a pair of chopsticks in her hand, “Eat together.”
“Hey?” Christine White was startled, “Together?”
“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane nods.
Christine White looked at the chopsticks, “But this is what Aunt Lucy prepared for you.”
“Preparation’s said to be for the two of us.” Baird Lane corrected, then held up the lunchbox to show her.
Christine White then saw that the meal in the lunch box was far more than a person to eat, not to mention the location of the tableware, which was clearly placed two sets of tableware, so it can be seen that, as he said, the meal in this lunch box, is for two people.
“This …” Christine White is stunned.
Baird Lane pulled her back to sit down, “Aunt Lucy should have prepared for two with the idea of having you bring the food over in the first place.”
“So then, she was also lying when she said she had something to do back at the cottage?” Christine White scrunched up her little face.
A smirk crossed Baird Lane’s eyes, “Maybe, enough about that, dinner.”
He urged.
Christine White hmmm’d and put the rest aside for the moment and ate quietly.
Why wouldn’t she eat it if it was a meal with her share anyway?
And it’s a very different feeling to eat with him in company for the first time, which is both refreshing and exciting at the same time.
After eating, Christine White packed up her lunch box and went to the restroom in the Baird Lane lounge to clean it.
When she came out of the wash, she offered her farewells.
Baird Lane put down the papers in his hand to look at her, “That’s it?”
“Well, get back early.” Christine White returned as she wiped the water stains from her lunchbox.
“Not hanging around headquarters?” Baird Lane asked.
Christine White paused in her movements, “Strolling?”
“You’ll be working here soon, and I did say before I left this morning that I’d bring you to the headquarters in a couple of days to familiarize yourself with it, but since you’re here now, you can familiarize yourself with it ahead of time.” Baird Lane crossed his fingers and said in a lazy tone.
Christine White listened with some interest.
But quickly, she shook her head no, “Let’s talk about it in a couple of days, I’m just here to deliver food today, and how am I going to familiarize myself with it on my own when Assistant Gates isn’t here.”
“I’ll take you, or I’ll have someone take you.” Baird Lane replied.
Christine White still refused, “Forget about you taking me, it’s sure to cause a stir when the time comes, and as for letting someone else take it, whoever takes it in a couple of days will be the same.”
She was so insistent that Baird Lane, though somewhat displeased, went along with her.
“Then I’ll be on my way.” Christine White didn’t see what mood he was in either, picking up her lunchbox and walking toward the door.
“Wait a minute.” Baird Lane called out to her again.
Christine White paused, “What’s wrong?”
“I’ll walk you.” Baird Lane said, rising from his chair.
Christine White hurriedly shook her head and waved her hand, “No no no, you don’t have to send me.”
Seeing her look of avoidance, Baird Lane’s face darkened, “What? Did I embarrass you by giving you a ride?”
“No, you misunderstood.” Christine White hurriedly explained, “It’s just that I just said that you’d make waves by taking me to familiarize myself with the company, and you’d be doing the same thing by sending me away, so I’d better go on my own.”
“Are you that afraid of people saying that?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes.
Christine White tightened the lunchbox in her hand without explanation.
Is she the one who’s afraid of people talking?
No, she’s not afraid at all.
Rather, she remembered that he hadn’t wanted the outside world to know that he was married, which was why she hadn’t wanted him to give it away; if people saw it, and if they guessed something, he would be the one who would be angry again.
“All right.” Baird Lane assumed he’d hit the nail on the head when Christine White didn’t say anything, and blushed a little less than favorably, “Since you won’t let me drive you, you can go back on your own.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded, “I’m off then.”
She pulled the door open and smiled at him before walking out of the office to his unreadable gaze.
Outside, the smile on Christine White’s face slowly froze and finally disappeared.
She leaned against the metal door, closed her eyes, and let out another long sigh before she gathered herself and headed toward the elevator.
Leaving the headquarters of The Lane Family Group, Christine White stopped a car on the side of the road, but this side belonged to the busiest area, the car was not easy to stop at all, and it was hard for one to go over, and there was someone sitting on it.
Christine White waited for about half an hour without stopping the car and couldn’t help but get a little impatient.
In the end, she had no choice but to head forward to the next platform to see if she could stop a bus.
Before she could take more than a few steps, though, a black limousine suddenly pulled up and stopped beside her, barking twice at her.
Christine White also stopped and craned her head to see what she thought was Baird Lane, and was both surprised and delighted.
She said she wouldn’t let him send her, but she didn’t expect him to come after her at this time anyway.
At the thought, Christine White resisted the urge to laugh and raised her hand, ready to pull the car door.
But then the window of the car near her side was rolled down, and a face quite unlike Baird Lane’s was exposed.
The expression on Christine White’s face froze, and her raised hand, froze in mid-air, “It’s you?”
She looked at the man inside in surprise.
How could she not expect that the visitor was not Baird Lane, but actually Hugh Dong.
Also, Baird Lane was a man of his word, and since he’d already said he wouldn’t send her away, how could he possibly be chasing her out from behind?
She was the one who expected too much from him.
Thinking that way, Christine White lost her heart in a hard way.
“Am I the one who’s surprised?” Hugh Dong put his hand on the car window and pretended not to see the gloom in Christine White’s eyes, smiling seductively at her.
Christine White forced a smile, “It was quite a surprise, what are you doing here?”
“I just finished dropping off my father at the airport and passed by here, rather you …” He looked her up and down, “Why are you here, didn’t you go back to the countryside? It’s only been a few days and you’re up here? Just now I thought I was mistaken.”
“I’m here to bring him his food.” Christine White returned patting the lunchbox she carried.
Who this he refers to is self-evident.
This is near the headquarters of The Lane Family Group, and there is a god besides Baird Lane.
Hugh Dong raised both eyebrows, “Delivering food? You made up with President Lane?”
“Pretty much.” Christine White returned curtly.
Hugh Dong’s smile faded, “How was the reconciliation?”
“This …” Christine White hesitated, shaking her head, not about to say.
Hugh Dong also did not force himself, his tone was slightly mocking as he let out a heckle, “Christine, what on earth do you think? A man like Baird Lane, you actually made up with him, have you forgotten how he treated you, have you forgotten how the child in your belly is gone?”
“I know.” Christine White sank her small face, “But this is between me and him, it’s better for Mr. Dong to stay out of it.”
“I am not adulterating.” Hugh Dong held his forehead, “I’m heartbroken, I’m upset for you, such a man who hurt you, you so easily make up with him, aren’t you afraid that he’ll hurt you a second and third time?”
Christine White’s eyes twitched a few times and she didn’t answer.
To be honest, she’s afraid.
But she’s just so out of it, scared and at the same time, she still loves Baird Lane.
Love, it really does give you the courage to put out the fire.
“Hey.” Seeing that she didn’t say anything, Hugh Dong sighed, “Christine, what the hell are you thinking, it’s so hard to get out of the misery, and then you foolishly jumped in again, you really make me don’t know what to say, do you love him that much?”