“Why?” Christine White choked out.
Baird Lane bit down on the back seat and didn’t say anything.
Christine White looked up at him with teary eyes, “Why didn’t you tell me I couldn’t get pregnant?”
If she hadn’t woken up suddenly wanting to go to the bathroom and heard him calling about her.
She may not know for the rest of her life that her body has long had problems getting pregnant easily.
The knot in Baird Lane’s throat slid slightly, “It’s not that you can’t get pregnant, it’s just that the chances of getting pregnant are very small, and I’m just afraid you won’t be able to handle it if I don’t tell you.”
“Can’t accept it?” Christine White laughed through her tears when she heard this, “So I can accept it if you keep it from me?”
Baird Lane drops his eyes, “Sometimes knowing less isn’t a bad thing.”
“I’m not listening!” Christine White emotionally covered her ears, “All I know is that you lied to me, you all lied to me, if I can’t get pregnant then why did you promise to give me another child, did you do it on purpose to see me laugh?”
“I just said that.” Baird Lane took her hand off, “It’s not that you can’t get pregnant, you just have a small chance of getting pregnant, it’s still a miracle.”
“But will this miracle happen?” Christine White smiled with bitterness.
Baird Lane took her into his arms, “It will, believe in yourself, miracles happen, we’re still young aren’t we?”
Christine White closed her eyes, “It’s young, but Grandpa is old.”
She wanted to have another one, not just for herself, but for the old man who treated her like a granddaughter.
She’d always known here that the old man would love to hold a great-grandchild.
Now that the old man was getting older and had just a few more years to go, she really wanted to fulfill the old man’s wish.
“You don’t have to worry about Grandpa, just let nature take its course with the baby, we’ll have a baby when you’re well adjusted.” Baird Lane touched her belly and comforted her.
Christine White shook her head, “Who knows when that will be, I really …”
She covered her face and cried again.
Baird Lane was a little heartbroken and didn’t even know what to say to calm her down.
“Come on, don’t think too much, rest.” Baird Lane let go of her and went for her hand instead.
As a result, before he could touch her, she suddenly took a step back and dodged him out of the way, “Baird, let’s get a divorce!”
Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed dangerously, “What did you say?”
Christine White closed her eyes and repeated, “Get a divorce.”
“Give me a reason!” Baird Lane said through clenched teeth, word for word, the cold air around him rising out of his body like it was no money.
This woman, for good reason, actually brought up the idea of divorce again.
What the hell was going on in her head?
Christine White deadpanned and bit her lower lip, “Because I don’t have the means to have children anymore, and Grandpa wants great-grandchildren, and The Lane Family needs an heir, and I’m not always able to do that, so …”
“Enough!” Baird Lane interrupted her with a grim, low growl, not letting her continue, “Christine White, in your opinion, am I, Baird Lane, such a low-life man that I married you so that you could have children?”
Christine White kept her head down and didn’t say anything.
Baird Lane clenched his fists, “If that’s what you think, then why do I have to marry you, women who can make babies are everywhere, I might as well just marry one.”
Christine White’s body tightened at her words and her head buried lower.
Baird Lane looked at her like that, and suddenly his heart, which was still angry, softened a fraction as well.
He rubbed his temples and suppressed his anger for the time being, “This matter, grandpa also knows about it, but he didn’t say anything either, so don’t you understand? Grandpa does want to hold his great-grandchildren very much, but he also still hasn’t asked me to divorce you, which shows that he genuinely recognizes you as a person, not your stomach.”
“Grandpa …” Christine White stared incredulously.
Baird Lane reached out and flicked her forehead, “You don’t need to posture yourself so low, you’re a human being, not a tool for making babies, if you can’t have them now, heal them well, there will always be babies later, go.”
He took her hand.
Christine White froze and looked at him, “Where to?”
“Don’t you want a child, the treatment is one thing and we need to work on the other, so carry on.” Baird Lane answered her.
Christine White’s little face instantly reddened again, “You … You want to … again”
Baird Lane didn’t pick up on that and just dumped her on the couch.
A new round of ennui began, and this time, it didn’t end until almost dawn.
Christine White’s whole body was about to fall apart from the man’s torture, her throat was mute, and her body was even so soft that she didn’t even have the strength to move a finger.
Instead, the man’s energy was still very much alive, and it was not at all obvious that he hadn’t slept a wink.
He carried Christine White back to her room and watched her fall asleep before he went to the bathroom to shower and change his clothes for work.
Christine White, on the other hand, slept right through the afternoon and woke up still hungry.
Aunt Lucy looked at her as she wolfed it down, surprised and a little amused at the same time.
“Ma’am, last night you and Mr. …”
“Ahem …” Christine White suddenly breaks into a giant cough.
Aunt Lucy was taken aback, “Ma’am are you okay?”
Christine White shook her head with a small red face, “I’m fine, I just suddenly choked.”
At that, Aunt Lucy breathed a sigh of relief, “I see, some water then.”
She hastily poured a glass of water for Christine White.
Christine White took a sip before the prickly feeling in her throat disappeared.
She breathed a sigh of relief and set her cup down, “Aunt Lucy, what were you going to say?”
She looked a little embarrassed and nervous.
Aunt Lucy didn’t notice her strangeness and said with a smile, “How did your discussion with Mr. yesterday go? It was the one I suggested.”
“So that’s it.” The corner of Christine White’s mouth twitched.
Aunt Lucy looked at her uncertainly, “What else do you think I’m talking about then ma’am?”
“Uh … Nothing.” Christine White snorted and waved her hand.
She’d thought that Aunt Lucy had just meant to say that she’d done it a couple of times with Baird Lane last night.
“Since it’s nothing, can you tell me now, ma’am?” Aunt Lucy asked.
Christine White nodded, her expression straightening, “I spoke to Baird and he agreed.”
“That’s great, I’ll go to the group in a few minutes and try to find that butler.” Aunt Lucy laughed.
Christine White mentions, “It’s okay to try, but Aunt Lucy, you don’t want to show your hand.”
“Don’t worry ma’am.” Aunt Lucy assured with a pat on the back.
Christine White hmmm’d and didn’t say anything, continuing to look down and eat her meal.
Since Aunt Lucy had said so, what was there for her to be uneasy about.
And she would have liked to see Baird Lane get Nigel Lane back sooner.
That way, the old man wouldn’t be able to hold his great-grandchildren, but he would at least be happy.
Thinking of her great-grandchildren, Christine White drifted to a halt in her eating and reached up to touch the small of her back.
Can she really still be pregnant?
“Ma’am?” Aunt Lucy glared at Christine White and couldn’t help but reach out and wave her hand in front of her face.
Christine White looked back and tugged at the corner of her mouth, “What’s wrong?”
“Your phone is ringing.” Aunt Lucy reminded, pointing to her pocket.
Christine White then felt her cell phone vibrate and took it out after an embarrassed smile.
The call was from Baird Lane, she looked at it without hesitation and put it straight to her ear to answer, “Hello.”
“Awake?” Baird Lane’s low voice came.
Christine White hmmm’d, “What can I do for you?”