“Ma’am, there’s no use in being anxious.” Aunt Lucy shrugged her shoulders matter-of-factly, “All I know is that Mr. is definitely not going to let you go, and it’s a special time, so ma’am, you can just tell him that you can’t go, can’t you?”
“But that’s not very nice, I promised him in the first place and now I’ve broken my promise …”
“The first time is the first time, now is the present, Mrs., you have to understand the lightness of the environment ah, in case you go, in the event that something happens abroad, Mr. how worried he should be, and you do not forget, overseas The Camp Family and Owen Dong is related, in case they give you to Owen Dong how to do? ” Aunt Lucy said.
Christine White bit her lower lip, “I’m sure Bess Camp won’t.”
She has a soft spot for Bess Camp and believes he’s not that kind of guy.
“Oops ma’am.” Aunt Lucy stroked her hair, “Mr. Toki won’t, but the rest of The Camp Family, who can say? If there are really The Camp Family people who are towards Owen Dong, wouldn’t you be shooting yourself in the foot if you go, they will hand you over to Owen Dong to threaten Mr. Shi.”
“This …” Christine White’s heart tightened and she couldn’t speak.
Aunt Lucy looked at her and knew that she had listened to her words, and hurriedly added, “So ah ma’am, just in case, you’d better reject Mr. Shi first, and wait until you’ve settled Owen Dong once and for all, then you’ll go again as well.”
Christine White, now thoroughly spoken for, sighed softly, “Okay, I’ll talk to Bess Camp then.”
She picked up her cell phone, held it in both hands, and typed a text message back to Bess Camp, telling him she couldn’t go with him in five days and hoping he wouldn’t be mad.
Soon after, Bess Camp replied with a message.
Aunt Lucy probes, “What did he say?”
Christine White clicked on the missive and graciously showed her the contents, “He said it was okay and told me to get well, not to feel guilty, and to talk to him when I could go.”
“That’s pretty reasonable for a gentleman at this time.” Aunt Lucy laughed.
Christine White put away her cell phone, “Well, he’s a gentleman and has a gentle personality, it’s just that I feel more guilty inside when he’s like this.”
“There’s nothing to feel guilty about, it’s just the way things are.” Aunt Lucy patted her shoulder, “When everything falls into place, you talk to Mr. and ask him to accompany you, that’s all.”
“We’ll talk about it then.” Christine White smiled, not wanting to go on about it.
Aunt Lucy, seeing her lack of interest, walked over to the window and pulled the curtains back, “Ma’am, it’s not a bad day, would you like to go for a stroll in the garden?”
The garden?
Christine White’s back stiffened with some intent.
But in the next second, she thought of something and shook her head, “Forget it, I’ll go check on Hugh Dong.”
“Alright then, I’ll accompany you there.” Aunt Lucy grabbed a jacket and put it on her, helping her in the direction of the ICU ward.
Hugh Dong’s condition is the same as always, lying motionless on the hospital bed, without the slightest movement or reaction.
Christine White beats herself up inside every time she comes over.
Because she’s always believed that it’s her fault that Hugh Dong is the way he is.
“Ma’am, why don’t you go inside and I’ll wait outside.” Aunt Lucy let go of Christine White.
Christine White hmmm’d, put on her hazmat suit, and went into the ICU, where she stayed for almost two hours before she came out of it with red eyes.
When she came out, Aunt Lucy came over and handed her her cell phone, “Ma’am, your phone just rang.”
“Who hit it?” Christine White asked.
“It’s that brother of yours.”
“Mick ?” Christine White frowned.
Aunt Lucy nodded, “It’s him, he’s called several times, I don’t know if he’s here to ask for money again, I saw that you were talking to the second young master, so I didn’t bother you and turned my phone off.”
“Okay.” Christine White answered as she powered up her cell phone.
As soon as the machine was turned on, several missed calls popped up on the screen, with a text message mixed in.
Christine White had no intention of calling Mick White back, so those few missed calls she simply deleted before checking up on the missive: Sis, Mom heard you were pregnant and wanted to come over to see you.
“Strange!” Aunt Lucy muttered in her ear.
Christine White looked at her sideways, “What’s wrong?”
“Ma’am didn’t you notice?” Aunt Lucy pointed to her cell phone, “They actually knew you were pregnant, it’s something we didn’t make a big deal about, we’re the only ones who know about it, so how did they know and where did they hear about it?”
Hearing this, Christine White’s eyes narrowed, “Yeah, who told them?”
“Who knows, ma’am, just ignore them and don’t let them come over, what if they look and watch and ask for money?” Aunt Lucy said with a look of disgust.
Christine White turned off her cell phone and put it in the pocket of her hospital gown, “I know, I wasn’t planning on having them over.”
She hadn’t wanted to be involved with The White Family since she’d learned she wasn’t a daughter of The White Family.
She doesn’t owe The White Family , because she wants to cut all ties with The White Family and doesn’t feel wrong about it.
“It’s a good idea to talk to Mr. about this, so he can find out who told those people at The White Family about your pregnancy.” Aunt Lucy suggested.
Christine White nodded, “It’s to speak to Baird, and it just so happens that I’d like to take this opportunity to dissolve my relationship with The White Family once and for all.”
“Okay, then you talk to Mr. Later when he comes over.”
“Good.” Christine White answered.
In the evening, Baird Lane came to the hospital after a busy day.
Christine White then told him what happened during the day.
When he heard that, he told Gates to look into it, and I’m sure he’ll have the results soon.
“How’s Nigel?” Baird Lane asked as he took the water Aunt Lucy brought him and took a sip.
Christine White sat on the hospital bed, “You didn’t go see him?”
“No, came straight to you.” Baird Lane said, holding down his brow, his voice a touch husky.
Christine White looked at his tired face and was a little distressed, “He’s still like that, not responding, at this rate, he might actually …”
She didn’t go on with the latter words.
But the meaning, everyone understands.
Baird Lane closed his eyes, “I’ll have a hypnotist set up tomorrow.”
“A hypnotist?” Christine White blinked.
Baird Lane set the glass of water aside, “There are foreign examples of hypnotists entering the consciousness space of vegetative people and waking them up, not many, but it’s something to try.”
“That’s great.” Christine White clasped her palms together in excitement.
Baird Lane stood up, “Got any clothes?”
He asked Aunt Lucy.
Aunt Lucy nodded, “Yes. Considering that both Mrs. and the second young master are in the hospital and you will be coming over often, sir, I specially packed two sets of clothes and brought them over for you.”
With that, he went to rummage through his suitcase.
Christine White looked at the man, “You’re not going back to the cottage tonight?”
“Well, not back.” Baird Lane said back as he took the clothes Aunt Lucy handed him.
“So where do you sleep?”
Her ward was just two rooms, one of which was an escort room for Aunt Lucy.
We can’t let him sleep on the couch.
“Sir sleep in the escort room.” Aunt Lucy pointed to a door in the room, “I’ll take the couch.”
“No!” Baird Lane swept a glance at the couch, then lifted his feet and headed for the restroom, taking a shower.
Watching the restroom door close, Aunt Lucy asked, “What does this mean, sir?”
“He said Aunt Lucy you don’t have to give up your room to him.” Christine White explained.
Aunt Lucy was dismayed, “So … that he’s going to sleep on the couch?”
Christine White looked at the sofa and was silent for two seconds, “At his height, the sofa probably won’t fit, so let him sleep with me.”
“Is this okay?” Aunt Lucy was a little worried, “Ma’am, your fetus is unstable, what if something happens if you have sex with mister?”