Seize His Little Wife

Christine White frowned, “This Ms. Jagu, right?”

Cici Jagu nodded, “Yes.”

“You’ve just been humbled, why do you need to do it again?” Christine White wrapped her arms around her and looked at her with a smirk.

Cici Jagu looks up at Baird Lane beside her, lowers her head, and bites her lip as she returns, “Because I don’t think it was sincere of me to just apologize, so …”

“Okay, it doesn’t matter if it’s sincere or not, there’s no way I’m not going to let you pay for my dress just because you apologized for being sincere… This dress on me isn’t expensive, but it’s still money bought, so it can’t possibly go to waste… Do you think I’m right?” Christine White lifted the hem of her skirt.

Cici Jagu’s hands shook on both sides, “Ms. Camp …”

“Call me Mrs. Lane.” Christine White pursed her lips to correct her.

Baird Lane’s thin lips hooked at that, clearly in a good mood.

Cici Jagu, however, turned a little pale, as if she had been wronged in some way, and gave Christine White an accusatory look, “Yes, Mrs. Lane!”

She shouted the word Mrs. Lane, extra heavy.

How could Christine White not hear her shouting unwillingly and not care, ruffling her hair, “What were you going to say?”

Cici Jagu took a deep breath, “Mrs. Lane, the price of this dress is a little too high for me, I just wet your dress a little, can you ask me for less …”

“No!” Christine White interrupted her, “I’ve just made it clear that I’m not a philanthropist so I won’t be soft, not to mention that Ms. Jagu is obviously worth a lot of money for coming to tonight’s party, so she won’t be able to afford to pay for it, will she?”

“Of course not …”

“Since it won’t, no.” Christine White spread her hands.

Cici Jagu was trembling slightly and looked at Baird Lane with red eyes, as if she had something to say to him.

Christine White’s eyes went cold, “Miss Jagu , why are you looking at my husband like that?”

Cici Jagu’s eyes flashed and she hurriedly retracted her gaze and shook her head, “No, I was just thinking, my parents are both abroad, I came here alone, and the money I brought with me is only a million or so, so I won’t have any more money left after I’ve compensated Mrs. Lane, so Mrs. Lane, can I work at your house as a way to cover my debt? ”

She would do anything if she could just get close to this man.

When she had made this man fall in love with her, she would drive this wicked woman away.

This woman is really too vicious, obviously wet so little, but also have to be compensated, washed is not just good, said what washed can not wear, itself this skirt is a one-time, so pretentious why?

Christine White didn’t know what was going on in Cici Jagu’s mind, but the whole thing was stunned and gasped with laughter when she heard her say she was going to work from home.

“Honey, this young lady says she’s going to work at home, what do you think?” Christine White looked at Baird Lane, revealing the slightest hint of coldness in the depths of her eyes.

Cici Jagu also looks at Baird Lane with hope in her eyes.

She expected him to agree.

Then Baird Lane didn’t even look at her, his eyes gazed tenderly at Christine White and stroked her hair, “There are enough servants in the house, no need to hire more.”

Christine White collected the coldness under her eyes and looked at Cici Jagu, “Ms. Jagu , did you hear that, my husband said there is no shortage of people, so I’m sorry about the job, as for you not having any money it doesn’t matter, I’ll give you a period of three months, and during that time, whether you go to work elsewhere or call your parents, that should be enough for you to pay back the money up.”

“But …” Cici Jagu was going to say something else.

Christine White narrowed her eyes, “Ms. Jagu better not be shirking her debt by saying something about not being able to, or not having enough time to call, or I’ll call the police.”

When she finished, she bent Baird Lane’s arm and left.

Cici Jagu stood still, biting her lip and looking in the direction the two had left with red eyes, her heart full of resentment.

Why, why should she be pushed so hard!

She did stain her dress, but she didn’t do it on purpose, so why be so aggressive.

Christine White didn’t bother with what the woman would think after she left.

She’s on the bus back with Baird Lane at the moment.

Baird Lane put his jacket on her and asked, “What the hell happened, how did your dress get splashed?”

“Say it like this.” Christine White told the story as it happened, without a drop of water.

Baird Lane listened and nodded in understanding.

Christine White propped her hands on her knees and looked at him and asked, “Honey, would you think that it’s too much for me to ask that woman to pay for it, huh?”

“No way.” Baird Lane shook his head, “She soiled her clothes, it’s only right to pay for it.”

“Really, but she didn’t seem to think so, she felt as if I had done something evil by asking her to pay for her clothes, look at her aggravated look at that time, she was about to cry.” Christine White said and couldn’t help but snicker.

It wasn’t like she couldn’t see that the woman, from the start, had no intention of compensating her, and the apology wasn’t sincere.

The reason for the triple apology was just to get closer to Baird Lane, after all, it was so obvious at the time that the woman was looking at Baird Lane aggressively.

“What’s wrong?” Baird Lane raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Christine White staring at him.

Christine White hooked her lips, “Nothing, I just think my husband is so peachy.”

Baird Lane thought she was talking about Nana Dodge and took her hand and kissed it, “Don’t worry, I’ll always be yours and will only love you.”

Christine White could hear that he meant what he said and smiled a little before resting her head on his shoulder, “I know, so do I. As long as you don’t betray me, I won’t fail you either.”

Baird Lane broke her face, “It won’t come to that.”

Christine White smiled and didn’t say anything more.

Let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that.

After all she’d been through, she was long gone from that simple woman who only believed in promises.

So for Baird Lane’s words, she would not believe all of them, but only half of them, and leave the other half to time, and use time to prove that his promises are credible or not.

Baird Lane saw what was going through Christine White’s mind and sighed darkly.

He didn’t say anything though he was also a little lost that she didn’t trust him with her whole heart and soul, only stroking her hair and saying, “Tired?”

“Kind of.” Christine White nodded.

“Then go to sleep and I’ll call you when you get there.” Baird Lane gathered the coat around her.

Christine White hmmmed and rubbed his shoulder, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Soon the old mansion arrived.

Baird Lane, however, instead of waking Christine White up as he said he would, simply carries her out of the car and into the front door of the old mansion.

“Sir, you are back, Mrs. This matter …” Aunt Lucy was shocked to see Baird Lane returning with Christine White still in his arms.

Baird Lane returned as he walked, “It’s okay, she’s just asleep.”

“So, that scared me.” Aunt Lucy patted her chest.

Baird Lane continued on, “Bo’s asleep?”

“Sleeping, on the second youngest’s side.” Aunt Lucy, who was following him, replied.

Baird Lane paused slightly in his steps, “Over at Nigel’s?”

“Yes, Ershao said he missed little baby, so he carried little baby over to sleep with him.” Aunt Lucy covered her lips and smiled.

Baird Lane resumed his stride, “No wonder he wasn’t at the party tonight.”

“The second youngest says he doesn’t know any of The Dodge Family, and that it’s the same whether he goes or not, and that if you’re going anyway, sir, he might as well stay.”

“He’s just making excuses for being lazy.” Baird Lane pursed his lips and grimaced.