Seize His Little Wife

Christine White still doesn’t know what Molly Bort means by this move, Ives Norton knows perfectly well.

He took off his glasses, revealing a pair of stern, icy eyes, “What did you shoot?”

His appearance fell in Molly Bort’s eyes, making her feel a little frightened in her heart, but on her face she pretended not to be afraid of anything, and said with a hook of her lips, “I’ve photographed everything that should and shouldn’t be photographed.”

“Delete!” Ives Norton stepped in front of her and stared down at her.

Molly Bort hid her phone behind her back, “I’m not deleting it, it’s evidence.”

“Do you want to threaten me with it or your sister-in-law?” Ives Norton clenched his fists, with the intent to punch her in the face if she said one wrong thing.

Molly Bort calmly straightened her wig, “I wouldn’t dare threaten you, after all, my life is still in your hands, as for Ms. White …”

She gave a cold smile and changed the subject without finishing the words that followed, “Ives, I came over here to show you what’s going on with my itchy wound, but you’re not available right now, so I’ll go back to the ward.”

When she finished, she turned her wheelchair around and walked straight away.

From start to finish, Christine White was so confused that she couldn’t understand what the hell Molly Bort meant by what she said.

“What were you guys talking about?” She whipped her head around to look at Ives Norton.

Ives Norton put his glasses back on, “Sister-in-law, you really don’t know?”

Christine White shrugged it off.

If she knew, she wouldn’t have asked.

“Ignorance can be a blessing sometimes.” Ives Norton smiled helplessly and explained, “The scene where you touched my chin just now, she caught it on camera.”

“So?” Christine White cocked her head.

If you’re photographed, you’re photographed.

She didn’t see the big deal.

“How?” Ives Norton couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, “Sister-in-law, aren’t you afraid she’ll show Baird what she captured and make Baird misunderstand you?”

Christine White now understood completely.

“So that’s what you meant when you said Molly Bort threatened us.”

“Good.” Ives Norton nodded, “She’s filmed that content, and there’s a good chance she’ll give it to Baird and make Baird misunderstand what we have.”

“Just give it.” Christine White shrugged her shoulders indifferently.

Ives Norton looked at her in surprise, “Sister-in-law are you really not afraid of Baird getting the wrong idea?”

“A clean slate, I’m fine with a clear conscience, and since you’ve been friends with him for so many years, if he doesn’t even trust you, I think he might need to get you to look at his eyes.” Christine White had an expression of looking away.

Ives Norton laughed at her words, “Sister-in-law, when you talk about Baird like that, aren’t you worried I’ll tell Baird?”

Christine White’s expression froze, then she begged pitifully, “Dr. Norton I was wrong, I shouldn’t have said that, just pretend you didn’t hear it okay, and don’t ever tell Baird, please.”

“It’s fine if you don’t tell him, but you have to promise me one condition, sister-in-law.” Ives Norton’s eyes tailed off, a glint crossing his eyes.

Christine White looked at him blearily, “What are the terms, if I can’t do it …”

“Don’t worry, you can do it, trust me!”

“Really?” Christine White pouted a little skeptically, “So tell me, what are the terms.”

Ives Norton gave two low chuckles, “On the condition that from now on, you don’t call me Dr. Norton, you call me by my first name!”

“Huh?” Christine White’s mouth opened in dismay, “That simple?”

“That’s right, it’s as simple as that, sister-in-law, you can do it, can’t you?”

Christine White nodded, “Can.”

It’s not easy to call him by his first name!

“Then, sister-in-law, let’s hear you scream.” Ives Norton’s glasses reflected the light slightly.

Christine White obediently called out, “Ives Norton.”

Ives Norton frowned, “That’s a bit polite, sister-in-law you might as well call me Ives.”

“That’s not very nice.” Christine White was a little reluctant.

Ives Norton looked at her, “Why not?”

“A little too intimate, we don’t seem to know each other that well …” Christine White whispered into her fingers.

Ives Norton let out a light heave, his tone sounding with a wisp of self-deprecation, “Sister-in-law is really outgoing, we have at least gotten along for so many days, I thought our relationship was close enough, but I didn’t realize that sister-in-law wouldn’t even be willing to call me by my first name, it seems that sister-in-law doesn’t treat me as a friend.”

A friend?

Christine White froze.

“You consider me a friend?” She asked, pointing at herself with some uncertainty.

Ives Norton curbed the strange color in his eyes, “Yeah, didn’t you notice that, sister-in-law?”

Christine White rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment, “No, because we didn’t know each other well before and I never thought we’d be friends.”

“And would sister-in-law like me to be your friend?”

“Willing to be willing.” Christine White answered back and forth, fearing that if he slowed down he would backtrack.

Does being accepted by Baird Lane’s best friend mean that, well, she’s recognized?

Did he approve of her marrying Baird Lane and accept the fact that she was Baird Lane’s wife?

Thinking about it brought a joyful smile to Christine White’s face.

Ives Norton’s eyes became obscure, “Since we’re friends now, it’s not too much for you to call me Ives, sister-in-law, is it?”

“Not too much.” Christine White shook her head, then took a soft breath and blushed as she called out, “Division ….. … Ives?”

The first time she called out to a man other than her brother Mick White and her husband Baird Lane so affectionately, she was more than a little uncomfortable and a little shy.

So as soon as she’d finished shouting, she quickly put her head down, and didn’t see the curl of Ives Norton’s lips as his ruse succeeded.

“My sister-in-law calls me Ives, so it’s a bit inappropriate for me to call my sister-in-law, how about this, I’ll call you Christine.” Ives Norton narrowed his eyes.

“Yeah.” Christine White had little objection.

Whatever it was called was nothing more than a name to her.

It’s the same for anyone who calls!

“Christine it is then.” Ives Norton clapped his hands together and then turned the conversation back to what had just happened.

“Christine you were right about something earlier, if Baird really looked at what Molly Bort filmed and still thinks there’s something wrong between us then he really needs to look at his eyes.”

“I don’t think he’ll get the wrong idea though, after all you’ve been friends for so many years, he should believe you once you explain yourself, but I’m not so sure about me, he’ll only believe Molly Bort,” Christine White said with downcast eyes and a moody voice.

She has not a shred of trust in Baird Lane’s heart, just as Molly Bort was wronged twice before.

He didn’t even listen to her explanations, he was indiscriminately mean to her and questioned her.

Every time she thought about it, she felt bad inside.

“Don’t feel bad.” Ives Norton patted Christine White on the shoulder, “Baird he doesn’t believe you because you’re not as good at pretending to be soft as Molly Bort is, and the weak will always get some preferential treatment, but too many times the horse’s tail will show.”

“Maybe, but as long as he doesn’t let go of Molly Bort, even if Molly Bort’s ponytail is showing, what’s the point?” Christine White smiled bitterly,

“Actually, Molly Bort isn’t the only person who matters in Baird’s mind anymore.” Ives Norton snapped.

“I know, the other one is Grandpa!”

Ives Norton’s mouth twitched, “What makes you think that?”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

“Isn’t it?” Christine White cocked her head.

Ives Norton’s gaze sank, “Maybe so, well enough of that, I’ll take you for a checkup.”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White responded.

Ives Norton crossed over to lead the way, explaining to her what to look for during the inspection as he went.

By the time the check was done, it was four in the afternoon.

Christine White returned to the office with a large bag of medication, and as soon as she opened the door to her office, she immediately stopped in her tracks.

“Baird?” she asked, looking in surprise at the man sitting behind her desk.