Seize His Little Wife

“Off duty!” Baird Lane scanned her computer and spat out two words softly.

“What time is it?” Christine White froze, then hurriedly went to look at the time below the computer, only to realize that it was actually almost six o’clock.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

She had been so busy that she hadn’t even noticed it was that time of day.

“Just a minute, in a minute.” Christine White hurriedly saved the file.

When the computer was turned off, she scrambled to clean up her messy desk again, afraid to keep the man waiting.

In fact Baird Lane didn’t rush her at all, just stood there frowning as he watched her clean up.

“Okay.” Christine White breathed out and smiled back at Baird Lane.

Baird Lane hmmm’d and lifted his foot out the door.

Christine White followed him as soon as she removed her bag from the rack and slung it over her shoulder.

In the elevator, Christine White’s afterglow kept stealing glances at the man beside her.

She thought she was being stealthy with her eyes, not realizing that it was all in the man’s eyes.

“What’s the matter with you?” Baird Lane turned his face slightly sideways.

Stealing glances were caught on the spot, Christine White’s face was not thick, at this moment, she naturally reddened in embarrassment, “It’s fine, just a little curious.”

“Curious?” Baird Lane arched his eyebrows slightly.

Christine White squeezed her fingers, “Hmmm, curious as to why you didn’t go to the hospital to see Ms. Molly Bort today instead of leaving work with me.”

“Not today.”

“Why?” Christine White asked subconsciously.

Baird Lane turned his face back, staring coolly at the elevator door without answering.

Christine White smiled dryly and stopped asking questions.

Exiting the elevator, the pair made their way to the parking lot.

It was a good thing that Baird Lane’s car had its own exclusive parking area where no one would come by, and Christine White wouldn’t have to worry about anyone seeing her get into his car.

A quiet ride to the villa.

Aunt Lucy heard the sound of the car and came out from the villa to greet them, seeing the two of them coming down from the car together, she was pleasantly surprised, “Mr., Mrs., you’re back.”

“Aunt Lucy,” Christine White greeted.

Aunt Lucy took the bag from her shoulder, “You’re back just in time, Mr. and Mrs.”

“What’s wrong?” Baird Lane asked in a faint voice as he adjusted his wrist watch.

“It’s the Master who is here, waiting for you inside.” Aunt Lucy pointed inside the villa.

“Grandpa?” Christine White was slightly surprised, then looked at the man beside her.

It couldn’t be that he had known that the old man would be coming over, so he had waited for her to get off work with him and not go to the hospital.

Christine White’s eyes were watched by Baird Lane, and reading her meaning there was a slight anger in her heart.

What the hell is this woman thinking!

He had no idea that the old man would suddenly come over.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips in displeasure and turned his attention to Aunt Lucy, “What’s Grandpa doing here?”

“It seems in order to be an ancestor offering.” Aunt Lucy thought about it.

“Got it.” Baird Lane took long strides into the cottage.

Christine White saw this and hurriedly followed suit.

The old man was sitting on the sofa in the living room, seeing the two come in one after the other, his old face smiled, “That’s right, the young couple came back together after work how sentimental.”

Baird Lane frowned slightly at that, not much of a reaction.

It was Christine White who was a little embarrassed, “Grandpa you’re here.”

“Been here for a while, been waiting for you guys!” The old man said happily, then ordered Aunt Lucy, “Little Song ah, hurry up and bring the food up, it’s time to eat.”

“Yes Master.” Aunt Lucy wiped her hands on her apron and went quickly to the kitchen.

“Christine,” Baird Lane called out toward Christine White.

Christine White hadn’t reacted to the fact that he was calling her for a moment and stood still.

Baird Lane narrowed his eyes and took her hand to the old man, “You stay with Grandpa for a while and I’ll go upstairs and change.”

“Oh … good!” Christine White nodded her head, but her heart was rather unimpressed.

He really did only call her that when he was around her grandfather and her parents.

Usually it’s a Christine WhiteChristine White shout out.

She was really a bit uncomfortable with him calling her Christine all of a sudden.

Baird Lane didn’t have the heart to guess what was going on in Christine White’s mind, letting go of her hand and looking to the old man, “Grandpa, I’ll let Christine keep you company, I’ll go up and come down in a bit.”

“Go go go.” The old man waved his hand in disgust, as if he couldn’t wait for him to leave quickly.

As soon as Baird Lane left, the old man immediately transformed back into the kindly old man and patted the seat beside him, “Christine come here and sit beside grandpa.”

“Good.” Christine White obediently went over and sat down.

The old man immediately asked with a smile, “Christine ah, tell grandpa, have you heard anything recently?”

“What news, Grandpa?” Christine White cocked her head in bewilderment.

The old man glanced to her stomach.

Christine White understood immediately and fished for a pillow to shield her stomach, “Not yet …”

“Why is there no news yet?” The old man put away his smile and frowned a little.

Christine White lowered her head and didn’t say anything.

Why is there no news?

It wasn’t all about the short time frame, three years of marriage and it hadn’t even been a month since she’d first had actual sex with Baird Lane, so where could she have gotten pregnant so quickly.

“It’s been three years, I’ve been looking forward to holding my great-grandchildren, but you guys are good, you haven’t made a move.” The old man sighed as he mortared his cane.

Christine White understands that he wants to hold a great-grandson, but she can’t do anything about it. It’s not like she can conjure up a great-grandson for him right now.

“Sorry Grandpa …”

“Hey, Christine, tell grandpa honestly, is there something wrong with your and Baird’s body ah otherwise how come you haven’t been able to conceive?” The old man’s skeptical gaze sized her up.

Christine White quickly waved her hands, “No, no, Baird and I are both healthy.”

“So how do you …”

“Maybe it wasn’t meant to be.” Christine White smiled reluctantly.

The old man sighed again, “Maybe, but you two need to hurry up, Grandpa I don’t know how many years I have left to live.”

“Well, we will, don’t worry Grandpa.” Christine White poured a glass of water for the old man.

The old man took a sip, “By the way, I heard that your company is going abroad for a reunion?”

“How did you know, Grandpa?” Christine White was surprised.

The old man laughed, “That Baird kid allocated such a large sum of money, how could he hide it from me.”

“So it is.” Christine White lifted her chin in a daze.

The old man asked again, “What country are you planning to go to?”

“Don’t know yet, Baird didn’t say, just that we’re going skiing, but I can’t go.”

“What?”

Christine White glanced upstairs, “Baird won’t let me.”

“That kid, his own wife won’t even let him go, what’s he thinking!” The old man sank his old face.

Christine White’s eyes rolled, “Grandpa, why don’t you help me persuade him, I really want to go.”

She really didn’t want to miss out on this opportunity for a reunion abroad with Baird Lane.

“Okay, grandpa will help you persuade in a while.” The old man patted the back of her hand.

How are the youngest two going to give him great-grandchildren if they don’t stay together.

He had planned to ask which country they were going to and then have Old Fuzzy set them up with some of the young man’s favorite thrills so that they could have good news sooner rather than later.

Baird Lane won’t even let Christine go. It’s a real turnoff!

The grandparents and grandchildren were each playing their own game.

Baird Lane came down the stairs in just such a situation.

When the old man saw him, he didn’t give a good grunt and pulled Christine White toward the dining room.

Baird Lane watched the backs of an old man and a young woman, his deep pupils revealing a bit of doubt.

Christine White didn’t tell the old man anything, did she?

“Baird, you come with me to the study.” After the meal, the old man put down the napkin that wiped his mouth and coldly spoke to Baird Lane.