“Go back.” Baird Lane said, pulling her outside.
Christine White whipped her head around and waved at Ives Norton with her other hand.
Before she could say goodbye, however, her head was hooked back in Baird Lane’s big hand and she said, “Ignore him, let’s go.”
Watching the two leaving together, the smile on Ives Norton’s face slowly froze down, eventually turning into a touch of bitterness.
He never imagined that he, who was only intoxicated with his medical skills, would one day fall in love with someone, and a married woman at that.
This doomed fruitless bitter love, let him want to let go, but can not let go, really painful.
If, in the beginning, he could have met her earlier than Baird Lane, then would it be him who is with her now? Unfortunately, there is no if …
“Baird, be good to her, after all, she’s the one I want, but can’t have.” Ives Norton murmured emotionally as he covered his face with one hand.
And all this without Baird Lane’s knowledge; he just felt the tip of his nose tingle a little and couldn’t help but reach up and rub it.
Christine White saw it and stopped to ask him, “What’s wrong? Is something wrong?”
“It’s fine.” Baird Lane shook his head without saying much.
Christine White shrugged her shoulders and stopped asking questions, continuing to lift her feet and walk forward.
Just two steps away, an incredibly surprised exclamation suddenly sounded behind her, “Christine? is that you Christine?”
This voice …
Christine White’s form shook and she hastily shook Baird Lane’s hand away, her small face full of panic as she turned around, “Debby , what are you doing here?”
“It’s really you.” Debby York surprised sprinted forward and stopped in front of her, “Didn’t I say yesterday that my dad had an accident, so I’m at the hospital with him today, but it’s you, are you sick? Why are you with President Lane …”
Speaking of which, Debby York sneaks a glance at Baird Lane, who is blushing furiously.
Baird Lane is pissed off at Christine White for suddenly dumping him.
He just couldn’t understand what the hell she meant by the attitude that she hated to get rid of him right away when someone came along.
Christine White hears Debby York asking about her and Baird Lane, and says no, she’s been seen.
I just wonder if Debby York saw the scene where she was just holding hands with Baird Lane.
“That ….. … President Lane was a little unwell, and it just so happened that I also came to the hospital for a physical review, so I happened to meet him.” Christine White said with weak eyes, while secretly tugging Baird Lane’s sleeve, signaling him not to tear her apart.
Baird Lane glanced at her coldly, his thin lips pursed tightly, looking unhappy, but he really didn’t mean to tear her down.
This was a huge relief for Christine White.
“I see, so are you guys done with the doctor?” Debby York nodded and asked again.
“Finished watching, so I’m leaving right this minute.” Christine White returned, then waved a hand at her, “Then Debby , President Lane and I will leave and come over to see Uncle some other time.”
“Okay, bye.” Debby York hmmm’d.
Christine White hurriedly turned her body around and exhaled softly, then pretended to say out loud to Baird Lane, “President Lane, let’s go.”
Baird Lane, without a word and with a cold face, took long strides to be the first to leave.
Christine White sees this, squeezes her palms helplessly, and quickly chases after her.
In the back, Debby York looked in the direction the two had left, and all she could feel was weirdness in her heart.
These two, in any case, didn’t look like they had met at the hospital by chance, but rather like they had come here together on a date.
And if she hadn’t just looked at them correctly, they seemed to be holding hands.
Do normal men and women hold hands? So what’s their relationship?
At this moment, Debby York couldn’t help but begin to wonder.
Outside the hospital, Christine White finally caught up with the man in front of her and panted, “Baird…”
Baird Lane stopped in front of the car and ignored her, pulling out his car keys and holding them down before pulling the door open and getting in.
Not to be outdone, Christine White also pulled open the door and sat down in the passenger seat, asking him in disbelief as she buckled her seatbelt, “What the hell are you so mad about?”
Baird Lane’s grip on the steering wheel tightened sharply, and a few strands of cold light erupted from under his eyes.
Ask him what he’s mad about.
I can’t believe she doesn’t even know what he’s angry about!
Baird Lane laughed, exasperated, “Christine White, why did you brush off our relationship then, telling her we met by chance at the hospital? Is the fact that I’m your husband so unattainable that you can’t say it?”
Christine White froze for a moment before responding, “No … What makes you think that?”
“Is it that I think so? It’s what your behavior says, that’s all.” Baird Lane grimaced back.
Christine White bit her lip, “So, you’re blaming me for not being clear with Debby about our real relationship?”
Baird Lane grunted and said nothing.
Christine White realized she was right and sneered down, “Baird Lane, are you in a position to blame me?”
“What do you mean?” Baird Lane wrinkled his nose.
Christine White looked out the window, her eyes revealing a few moments of confusion, “In the beginning, it was you yourself who said that I wasn’t allowed to talk about our relationship outside, and now you’re blaming me …”
Hearing this, Baird Lane’s pupils contracted slightly.
He remembered, he did say something like that to her.
It was three years ago when this was first said.
I didn’t realize that she had remembered and kept fulfilling it!
“Sorry.” Baird Lane released one hand from the steering wheel and put it to his forehead and pressed it, “I forgot.”
Christine White’s eyes twinkled for a moment and she didn’t answer.
Baird Lane looked at her sideways, “In the future, you don’t need to keep these words in your heart anymore, the last time I took you to the charity gala, I was disclosing your identity to the people in the circle, and now the people in the circle basically know that you are my Baird Lane’s wife.”
“And then what?” Christine White asked him.
Baird Lane removed his hand from his forehead, “And then there’s no need for you to hold on to our relationship any longer.”
Christine White was silent for a few seconds, “That means I can tell Debby that we’re married?”
Baird Lane lifts his chin and hmmm’s.
Christine White laughed lowly, “I know, but let’s forget about it until we have a chance later, she’s that way, if she knew, she’d be shocked.”
“Whatever.” Baird Lane saw that she had taken her words to heart, and his face got much better, the coldness around him dissipating.
Christine White turned her head back from the window, “Let’s go back, I’m a little hungry.”
“I’ll drop you off first.” Baird Lane stepped on the gas and started the car.
Christine White blinked in confusion, “You’re not going back?”
“I’ve been traveling abroad for the past two days, and all the company paperwork is piling up and still to be processed.” Baird Lane explained.
Christine White nodded indistinctly, “So, I see.”
After that, there was no more talking.
Back at the cottage, Baird Lane left again without getting out of the car and didn’t stay much longer at all.
Christine White watched his car go away until it was out of sight before she turned and entered the villa gates.
Aunt Lucy poured her a glass of water, “How was the retest, ma’am?”
“Better than before.” Christine White sipped her water and smiled back.
Aunt Lucy was pleasantly surprised, “That’s great, another good tune up will make it better in the future.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White answered, then thought of something, her expression became serious, “Aunt Lucy, how is it on your side, did you get Hugh Dong’s DNA?”