“You …” Molly Bort huffed, pointing at Christine White, “Don’t you dare call me gracious?”
“Am I wrong?” Christine White glanced at her coldly.
Molly Bort clenched her fists in a death grip, “Christine White, you think too highly of yourself, it was Baird who saved me last night, what’s it to you?”
“So you know that Baird Lane saved you last night?” Christine White narrowed her eyes, “So you were faking unconsciousness for a while last night?”
Molly Bort’s pretense of unconsciousness was exposed, and other than a moment of stunned silence, Molly Bort didn’t have even a hint of weakness; instead, there was a hint of smugness in the bottom of her eyes, “If I hadn’t pretended, would Baird have come down here? Would I know he still cared about me?”
“So what if I care about you, but I care for no other reason than you think it’s a good thing?” Christine White said rolling her eyes.
Molly Bort took it as she was jealous of herself and grunted coldly, “No matter what the reason is, as long as Baird still cares about me, I still have the capital to turn over a new leaf, Christine White, you’re going to be pulled down from the position of The Lane Family’s young lady by me sooner or later.”
“Then I’ll wait to see if you can do it, but until then, it’s time for you to go.” Christine White wrapped her arms around her and gave her expulsion order.
Molly Bort grimaced, “You kicked me out?”
“Or what?” The corners of Christine White’s mouth quirked.
Molly Bort simply headed for the couch, “I’m not leaving, I’m staying here from today.”
“What do you mean?” Christine White froze for a split second, “You’re staying here?”
“Nice!” Molly Bort lifted her chin.
Christine White’s small face darkened as she looked at her coldly, “Did you ask my permission to stay here.”
“Ask you? This is Baird’s villa, I’d ask him if I wanted to, what are you?” Molly Bort sneered unabashedly.
Christine White’s small mouth tightened, “What am I? I’m the mistress of this place, without my consent, you don’t want to stay here, get the hell out of here or don’t blame me for having security come in and throw you out like I did yesterday.”
“How dare you?” Molly Bort pranced to her feet, “Do you think I’m still threatened by you?”
“I’m not threatening you, and I don’t care to use that kind of tactic, I’m just informing you again that you’re not welcome here, and if you’re going to pull some kind of self-inflicted wound routine like you did yesterday, then I’ll tell you what, you’re on your own!” Christine White raised her hand and pointed to the fruit knife on the table.
Molly Bort looked at her incredulously, “Christine White you’re crazy, aren’t you afraid that if I do do this, you won’t be able to afford to pay the blame when the time comes?”
“Afraid?” Christine White laughed, but it was a cold laugh, “That’s right, at first I was indeed afraid, but I suddenly figured out later that the more I was afraid, the easier it would be for me to be led by the nose by you, so I simply went out on a limb, and anyway, because of you, I lost my healthy body and lost my child, so I have nothing to be afraid of anymore. ”
Speaking of which, she suddenly picked up a fruit knife and pulled a few knife blossoms like Molly Bort did yesterday, “Since you want to use the self-harming thing to coerce me in order to get what you want, it’s just as well, then you’re going to self-harm, and anyway, if you die, it’s just as well you go down there and bury my children with me, so what are you waiting for now, bring the knife over there. ”
Christine White said as she passed the knife towards Molly Bort, “I thought you were going to cut yourself, go ahead, cut yourself for me!”
Molly Bort’s pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks as she watched the knife close at hand.
She backed away pale, looking at Christine White like she was crazy as she did so, “You’re crazy, you’re really crazy, just take it away, take it away! Aren’t you afraid Baird will find out if you do that?”
“Baird is out of the country, he won’t know, even if you tell him now, will he believe that I forced you to hurt yourself with a knife? No, he won’t believe it, because in his view, I, Christine White, am still the same weak natured woman from the past, so he doesn’t believe that I would do such a thing.” Christine White said with a few moments of morose smile on the corner of her mouth.
The reason she’s so sure Baird Lane won’t believe it is because Baird Lane doesn’t know her thoroughly enough.
He also didn’t realize that she had long been different from what she used to be.
From the moment her child was gone, her heart was washed with hate, she was no longer the simple white-like Christine White she once was, and now she was a person who had learned to use disguise to protect herself.
Molly Bort was startled by the coldness in Christine White’s eyes and she swallowed hard and asked, “Christine White, what do you mean, Baird’s out of the country?”
“Yeah, he’s out of the country so there’s no one to help you, you’ve got two choices right now, either get out of here or hurt yourself, and maybe if you do, I’ll allow you to stay here and recuperate, so take your pick!” Christine White threw the knife directly on the ground in front of her and made a crisp sound.
Molly Bort, however, her heart fluttered and her body shook at the sound, and for a moment she couldn’t even speak.
Christine White saw her like this and smiled contemptuously, “Is Ms. Molly Bort unable to make a choice? Since she can’t, I’ll choose for Ms. Molly Bort, how about self-mutilation?”
With that, he was about to bend down and pick the knife up.
Seeing this, Molly Bort hurriedly kicked the knife away, and said in a grim voice, “Christine White, count on it, I’ll go okay!”
The corner of Christine White’s mouth slightly hooked, “So, Miss Molly Bort doesn’t self-harm, huh? That’s right, if Ms. Molly Bort really wanted to self-harm, she would have done it long ago, and she wouldn’t just talk about it and never really do it, after all, Ms. Molly Bort wouldn’t dare to do it at all, am I right?”
Molly Bort grimaced and put her head away without speaking.
Christine White didn’t intend to give her face, directly ripped off her hypocritical face, “It seems that I was right, Miss Molly Bort turned out to be afraid of death, otherwise she wouldn’t have been so eager to kidnap me for a second surgery, so how could you who are so afraid of death really self-mutilate, it seems that in the future Miss Molly Bort will no longer be able to threaten others with self-mutilation.”
“Christine White!” said Molly Bort, glaring with scarlet eyes that gouged out Christine White as if she wanted to eat someone, “There are some things that you just know in your heart, and there’s no point in saying them out loud, it’ll just get you in trouble. ”
“I’m going to say it.” Christine White locked eyes with her without fear, “I’m going to poke you and I’m going to make you look bad.”
“Then you can go to hell!” Molly Bort couldn’t hold back any longer and hissed before showing a grimace and lunging towards Christine White.
Christine White had been prepared in her mind after the first two times, so she narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched Molly Bort’s teeth and claws open up, then unhurriedly reached out her hand, grabbed Molly Bort’s collar, and yanked her towards the villa’s front door.
How can Molly Bort’s body be a match for Christine White after multiple chemo treatments multiple surgeries and last night’s high fever.
So she was easily thrown out of the villa’s front door by Christine White and fell to the carpet at the front door.
“Just you want to beat me, I’ve had my guard up against you.” Christine White stood on the steps of the doorway, condescendingly looking at Molly Bort on the ground with undisguised disdain in her eyes.
Molly Bort was irritated by this look she gave her like she was looking at trash and growled like a trapped animal, “Christine White, I’ll mark this shame today, just you wait, if you dare to do this to me, you’re going to regret it.”
“Really, I’ll wait then!” Christine White swept past her coldly, then slammed the door and went inside.
Aunt Lucy came down the stairs holding a large clothes basket, “Ma’am, what just happened?”