Seize His Little Wife

The room became quiet again.

Christine White blushed and pushed Baird Lane away, “It’s all you, making mom misunderstand.”

“A misunderstanding is a misunderstanding.” Baird Lane returned unimpressed.

Christine White didn’t bother with her and lifted her foot toward the door.

“What are you doing?” Baird Lane reached out and pulled her back.

Christine White looked back at him, “What else can we do, go downstairs of course, otherwise we’d really be here the whole time.”

When she finished, she resumed walking towards the door.

Baird Lane had no choice but to follow him down.

Mother Toki was drinking tea in the living room on the first floor of the manor, seeing the two come down, she was still a bit surprised, “Why did you guys come down so quickly, don’t you rest a bit?”

Christine White walked over a little embarrassed, “No more breaks, come down and talk to mom, mom, when did you get back?”

She asked as she sat down next to Timothy’s mother.

Tim’s mother touched her head, “I just came back not long ago, your father heard that you guys arrived, so he first asked me to come back to keep you company, right, have you guys eaten yet?”

Timothy’s mother looked again at Baird Lane on the couch across the room.

Baird Lane is pouring water, hears this and hands it to Christine White.

Christine White replied, “Not yet, just got off the plane.”

“That’s just right, let Uncle Wang go and order the kitchen, what do you want to eat?” Timemother asked again.

Christine White looked over at Baird Lane, “Honey what are you having?”

“Whatever.” Baird Lane returned with thin lips.

Christine White looked at Uncle Wang again, “Then, Uncle Wang, put it on as I like it.”

“Okay miss.” Uncle Wang nodded and went to the kitchen to do as he was told.

Tim’s mother knocked Christine White’s head, “You, just serve what you love, and you’re not afraid Baird won’t like it?”

“He won’t, he’s not a picky eater, is he husband?” Christine White looked at Baird Lane with a smirk.

Baird Lane sipped his tea bashfully, “Mom, she’s right.”

“Just spoil her, in case she gets spoiled one day, you won’t be able to regret it.” Timemother snapped.

Yet despite her words, joy showed in her eyes.

Apparently Timothy’s mother was happy to see Baird Lane spoiling Christine White so much.

Soon the meal came up.

Christine White and Baird Lane both go to a restaurant to eat while Timothy’s mother goes outside to prune the flowers she has planted in the garden.

After the meal, Baird Lane went out, and Uncle Wang took him to The Camp Family Group to talk to Father Tim about the partnership.

After all, the cooperation had just been finalized a short while ago, and there were still a lot of subsequent areas to discuss and negotiate, which could be accomplished by the way since they were here.

Christine White then stayed at the estate to chat with Timothy’s mother.

Timothy’s mother was interested in their honeymoon trip and asked Christine White to tell her about it.

Christine White picked out some of the more interesting ones to tell Timothy’s mother.

Tim’s mother was envious after hearing this, “Back then, when your father and I first got married, we didn’t have a honeymoon.”

“Why?” Christine White asked as she peeled an apple.

Timemother took a sip of black tea, “Because at that time your father just took over the group, the group was in civil unrest, The Camp Family those relatives want to come and get a piece of the pie, so your father was busy stabilizing the group, so he didn’t have the time to accompany me to the honeymoon, to the back of the group stabilized well, your brother is two years old, so the honeymoon was called off. ”

“It’s okay, in the future, when brother inherits the group, mom, you can go out for a trip with dad, also as a honeymoon.” Christine White cut the apple into small pieces and put it into a small plate, then pushed it in front of Timothy’s mother.

Mother Toki forked a piece into her mouth, “What’s a honeymoon for a big old man.”

She smiled and shook her head.

“Why can’t we have a honeymoon, mom you and dad are so close, according to me, you should give it a try, not to mention, you’re still so young, where are you old?” Christine White said as she took her hand.

Mother Toki was amused by Christine White’s words and couldn’t help but nod her forehead, “You, you have such a sweet mouth, it seems that after getting married, your personality has become much more lively and cheerful.”

Hearing this household, Christine White lowered her eyelids and smiled, “This is my original character, right? Before, because I was bent on revenge, my true character was suppressed, and I looked very low, and now that the hatred is gone, I have naturally recovered.”

“It’s good that you’ve recovered, you’re still young and shouldn’t be blinded by hatred all the time, mom wants you to be happy in the future.” Tim’s mother said with emotion.

Christine White leaned her head on her shoulder, “I know, thanks mom.”

“What are you thanking me for, I’m your mother, of course I want you to have a good life, by the way, why don’t you make a trip to Dr. Pitre’s tomorrow.” Tim’s mother suddenly thought of something and patted her on the shoulder and said.

“What’s wrong?” Christine White looked up.

Tim’s mother shrugged her shoulders, “I’m not sure exactly, but Dr. Pitre called two days ago and asked us to tell you to come over, but you weren’t over here, and I didn’t tell you because I thought that you and Baird would be coming over anyway, and it just so happens that you’re all better now, so I’ll just let you know.”

“Okay, I know, I’ll go over with Baird tomorrow then.” Christine White smiled.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Okay, go, accompany mom out for a while.” Timemother got up.

Christine White hmmm’d, “Yeah.”

Mother and daughter drove out to go shopping and stayed out until dark in the evening before returning with a large bag of things.

Baird Lane heard the car and came to meet it along with Timothy’s father.

See Christine White get off, but also take the initiative to go over to help lift things, full of a good husband image, completely can not see usually a little bit of the appearance of the overbearing president.

If those employees of The Lane Family Group had seen it, they would have been so shocked that their jaws would have dropped to the floor.

Along with Baird Lane, so did Father Time.

However, Timothy’s father was much more familiar with doing it, clearly indicating that Timothy often helped Timothy’s mother carry things.

“You guys are back just in time for dinner.” Tim’s father looked at Tim’s mother and Christine White with a smile.

Baird Lane led Christine White into the manor with several bags in one hand and Christine White’s hand in the other.

Tonight’s dinner atmosphere, extraordinarily warm and lively, was a rare occasion for Tim’s father and mother.

But there are regrets that Bess Camp and Bo are not there.

After dinner, Christine White and Baird Lane went upstairs.

Christine White throws the loot she bought this afternoon on the bed.

Baird Lane walks over, “What all did you get?”

“That’s a lot, it’s all for you and Bo.” Christine White said as she pounded her somewhat sore shoulders.

“For me and Bo?” Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.

Christine White hmmm’d, “Yeah, look at that, tie, cufflinks, tie clip, that’s all for you.”

Baird Lane looked at those with some tears in his eyes, “Why are you buying me so much stuff all of a sudden?”

“Because Mom said she wanted to give some to Dad, and then I simply got you a set too, so you can’t be outdone by Dad.” Christine White said as she gestured the tie clip cufflinks and whatnot towards Baird Lane.

Baird Lane’s heart warmed as he held her close in his arms.

Christine White was taken aback, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing, just want to hug you, don’t move, let me hug you.” Baird Lane buried his head in the crook of her neck.

Christine White didn’t move at his words and dutifully leaned into his arms, “Okay?”

“No.” Baird Lane sucked in the crook of her neck.

Christine White felt a little tickle in her neck and couldn’t help but scrunch up twice, “That’s okay, it tickles ugh.”

Baird Lane let go of her this time, “That’ll do.”

Christine White picked up the tie again, “Here, let me tie one for you and see if it fits.”

“Appropriate.” Baird Lane glanced at it and immediately returned.

Christine White undoubtedly drawled, “Why do I get the feeling you’re being perfunctory when you say that without even trying?”