I don’t think so, in the first place the ring was removed by her own hand, and when she saw it in the morning, she should have been surprised at most, but not delighted.
Not absolutely though, we’ll see how she reacts when tomorrow rolls around.
At the thought, Baird Lane pinched his brow and lifted the covers to lie down and snuggle up with Christine White.
The night, it always goes by fast.
Waking up the next day, Christine White subconsciously looked to her side position, which was empty, and the person was gone again.
But she wasn’t surprised; nine times out of ten Baird Lane wasn’t there every time she woke up anyway, and she was used to it.
He always woke up earlier than she did, and in contrast to him, she lived like a lazy person.
Yawning, Christine White slipped on her shoes and walked to the bathroom, ready to wash up.
However, just as she was washing her face, she suddenly felt something on her fingers rubbing her cheeks uncomfortably, she hurriedly caught two handfuls of water, rinsed off the foam on her face and fished out a towel to dry her face, then raised her hand to her heel to take a look, and her eyes suddenly glared at her.
“This …”
Christine White was dumbfounded and frozen.
She didn’t understand how the ring got on her hand.
She clearly remembers that when she had to divorce Baird Lane, she took off the ring and left it at the villa, along with the jade pendant ah.
But how now …
Baird Lane?
Right!
Christine White clenched her palms, it was definitely him!
His ring was only put on yesterday, so it’s possible that he did this ring in her hand.
Thinking about this, Christine White dropped her towel and walked out of the bathroom to her room, ready to call and ask Baird Lane.
As a result, just as the call was dialed, Baird Lane’s voice rang back at the put door, “What’s up? Call me?”
He leaned against the doorframe with his cell phone and looked at her with a smirk.
Christine White opened her mouth, “You didn’t leave?”
“It’s the weekend.” Baird Lane said.
The corner of Christine White’s mouth twitched slightly, “I forgot.”
“Well, look out.” Baird Lane nodded.
Christine White rolled her eyes and didn’t bother.
But Baird Lane stood up straight and walked over, “What are you calling me for?”
He asked as he snuffed out the communication in his hand.
Christine White then reacted to the fact that she had almost gotten sidetracked by him, and with a light cough to straighten out her words, asked, “This, did you put this on me?”
She held up her left hand, revealing the ring on it for him to see.
Baird Lane hmmm’d, “It’s me, I specifically asked Aunt Lucy to find it last night and have the driver bring it here, but you didn’t know that when you were asleep. ”
“Why?” Christine White dropped her hand and looked at him with complexity.
Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “What why?”
“Why did you put this on me?” Christine White asked again.
Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, then smiled low, “Because you’re my wife.”
“But then, if we all wear them, you won’t be afraid …”
Before she could finish her sentence, a cell phone suddenly rang, blocking all her words in her throat at once.
She had no choice but to shut her mouth with a sigh.
“Hold on, I’ll take a call.” Baird Lane said an apology to Christine White before pulling out his cell phone.
This time he didn’t go behind her back either, and answered the cell phone directly to his ear, “What is it?”
“President Lane, there’s news on the second youngest.” Gates’ excited voice came through.
Baird Lane’s pupils constricted and he couldn’t hide a slight tremor in his voice, “What do you mean, Nigel found it?”
“Not found, just a few clues.” Gates corrected.
Baird Lane closed his breath, then forced himself to calm down, “I see, where did you find the clue, send me the information and coordinates, I’ll be right over.”
“Yes.” Gates responded, speaking the phone and hanging up.
Baird Lane puts down his cell phone and pockets it before turning to Christine White, “What did you just say about not being afraid?”
Christine White shook her head, “Nothing, I assume you have something urgent to attend to?”
“Nigel’s got a clue.” Baird Lane replied.
“Nigel?” said Christine White, feeling a little familiar with the name at first, thinking about it for a few seconds, and coming to a sudden realization, “Is that your brother?”
“Yes.” Baird Lane nodded.
Christine White swallowed, “No wonder you were so excited just now, so what are you still standing there for, don’t go yet, just in case you can find someone this time.”
“Are you coming with me?” Baird Lane inquired of her.
Christine White flinched for a moment, then waved her hand, “Or no, I can’t help much if I go, I’d better not go to slow you down, you go by yourself, be careful on the way.”
She straightened his tie.
Baird Lane rubbed her head, “I know, I’ve put breakfast on the table, remember to eat it, I’ll leave you to it.”
With that, he lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead before turning to leave.
Christine White watched him walk away before slowly withdrawing her gaze and would the bathroom to continue washing.
By the time she came out of the wash, it was ten minutes later, and she couldn’t help but sigh as she looked at the ring on her finger.
In fact, she was just about to tell him that they were both wearing rings, wasn’t he afraid that people would see their relationship?
After all, she’d always remembered that he was sick of their relationship coming to light.
Even now not many people in the circle know that he is married.
But before she could finish, she was interrupted by that phone call, and though he re-asked later, she didn’t want to talk about it.
As for the ring …
Christine White pondered for a moment, then suddenly removed the ring, then pulled out her suitcase and found a necklace without a pendant in her box of jewelry, then threaded the ring as a pendant into the chain and wore it around her neck.
That way, no one should notice she’s wearing the same wedding ring as Baird Lane, right?
Slightly relieved at the thought, Christine White hid the necklace in her dress and went to the living room for breakfast.
Breakfast is supposed to be made by Baird Lane himself, and it tastes pretty much like last night’s spaghetti.
She ate half of it, and there was half left, supposedly prepared by Baird Lane for himself, but before he could eat it, he was called away by a phone call.
I wonder if he’s hungry now.
But he shouldn’t be hungry either, he had Gates by his side, who went back to prepare at his command.
So she’d better not worry about it; her worrying now is like a poor person who doesn’t have enough to eat or wear, worrying about whether a rich person is having a good time or not.
Collecting her thoughts, Christine White stopped thinking and shook her head as she began to clear the table.
Debby York’s call came as soon as she finished packing, “Christine, what’s going on today?”
“No, why?” Christine White asked as she read her book and clipped her cell phone to her ear.
Debby York hemmed and hawed twice, “How about coming out for a cup of coffee?”
“Coffee?” Christine White raised an eyebrow, “Why are you suddenly thinking of drinking coffee, I thought you hated bitter things.”
“Oops, a blind date, but not my mom, and arranged a blind date for me, so I’m in desperate need of a teammate who can help me mess up this blind date.”
“Are you kidding?” Christine White’s hand shook in fear and the book in her hand fell to the floor, “You’re asking me to help you mess up this blind date, and Auntie still doesn’t hate me.”
“But …”
“There’s no buts, I’m not going to help you in any way this time, so deal with it yourself.” Christine White said expressionlessly, then made a gesture to hang up the phone.
Debby York called out to her in a huff, “Wait wait wait, so I don’t want you to help me mess up, how about you go shopping with me?”
“Shopping?” Christine White’s mind wandered.
There’s exactly one thing she wants to buy yet.