Seize His Little Wife

Ives Norton pulled over a chair and sat down, “Tell me honestly, how much alcohol, cigarettes, and coffee have you been drinking in the time you’ve been back in the country?”

“I …” Hearing these consecutive questions from him, Christine White’s mouth dropped open, suddenly unable to speak.

Looking at her like that, where Ives Norton didn’t understand, both angry and heartbroken, “I knew you weren’t doing what I told you to do.”

“I’m sorry Ives.”

“What’s the point of telling me you’re sorry? It’s your own body you’re hurting by doing this.” Ives Norton pointed at her.

Christine White lowered her head, “I can’t help it, I want to take revenge, I hate it too much, the day I can’t take revenge, the day I can’t live a good life, as long as I think of Molly Bort, as long as I think of Baird Lane, every time I can’t sleep, I can’t calm down, the only thing I can do is to rely on cigarettes and booze to keep myself calm, you understand Do you?”

“I understand, but your body …”

“It’s okay, there’s not another kidney.” Christine White forced a disinterested smile.

Ives Norton, however, couldn’t laugh, “You do still have a kidney, it’s true that people don’t die with only one kidney, but their bodies decay down to the point where they can’t even do work that requires even the slightest bit of strength, not to mention, that kidney of yours isn’t even the original, and your body will only decay even more.”

Christine White paled slightly for a split second, “So tell me what to do now. My kidneys are terminal.”

“Just get a new kidney.” Ives Norton looked at her gravely.

Christine White flinched, then laughed, “Where to get a kidney? It’s not like you don’t know …”

“Leo Bort, or Molly Bort,” Ives Norton narrowed his eyes.

Christine White was stunned, “What did you say?”

“Organ transplants between direct blood lines have less rejection and a high fit rate, Leo Bort and Molly Bort are related to you, so maybe their kidneys, could be a match.” Ives Norton said.

Christine White’s teeth gnawed on her lower lip for a long time.

How could she not have expected Ives Norton to hit on those two?

“You don’t want to?” Ives Norton asked as he willed Christine White not to speak.

Christine White’s mouth twitched, “No, I was just thinking that they don’t necessarily match, and in my case, I’ve completely inherited it from my real mother, so Leo Bort isn’t really going to be able to help me in that regard, and as for Molly Bort, I’m half-siblings with her, so it’s even less likely.”

“That’s true, but there are no absolutes, here’s the deal, we’ll do a match for Leo Bort first, and as for Molly Bort, when she’s caught, she can’t escape the death penalty, we can do the match before her execution, and if she’s a successful match, the organs of a death row inmate, legally, can be donated by default.”

Ives Norton finished, his gaze going to her for her meaning.

Christine White was silent for a long time, “If I don’t get a new kidney, how many years will I live after my body decays down?”

“No more than ten years at the most, and you’re living in agony.” Ives Norton replied seriously.

Christine White closed her eyes and took another deep breath, “I know, just do what you want.”

It wouldn’t have mattered if she’d lived a decade or so, if she’d done the matching or not, because by that time, Bo would have grown up and become an adult.

But ten years wouldn’t do, after ten years, little baby would only be fifteen, and she wasn’t comfortable with that.

What if Baird Lane marries another woman later and has other children?

She wanted to live and give little baby a backing, she would never allow anyone, to infringe on little baby’s interests.

“It’s good that you think so, you have someone bring Leo Bort here in secret.” Ives Norton smiled reassuringly as he saw that Christine White had figured it out.

Christine White hmmm’d and pulled out her cell phone, telling the two men guarding Leo Bort to pack Leo Bort up properly and bring him over.

“Okay.” Finishing the call, Christine White put down her cell phone.

Ives Norton opened his chart binder and wrote something down as he barked, “No more smoking or drinking, much less coffee, you’ve been, for a while now, ingesting too much caffeine and your stomach has suffered.”

“I know.” Christine White nods her head a few times.

“Good to know, and I’ve instructed Lisa to keep an eye on you from now on.” Ives Norton closed the medical records folder.

Christine White smiled, “By the way, when can I get out of the hospital? I can’t stay in the hospital.”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“I know why you don’t want to stay in the hospital, and I don’t intend to force you to stay, and even if I did, you wouldn’t be able to, so get out first thing in the morning, and go back to the hospital for good when you’re done with your revenge.” Ives Norton looked at her.

Christine White rubbed her nose, “Sure enough, you still know me best.”

“That’s good to know, get some rest, I’m going to walk over to Hugh Dong’s, Dr. Tom came over today and is trying to wake Hugh Dong up, I’m going to go see what’s going on.”

Ives Norton said, clipping on his chart binder and exiting the room, hurrying upstairs to one of the wards.

Arrived just in time to catch Dr. Tom treating Hugh Dong.

He softened his footsteps and headed for Baird Lane on the corner.

“Why are you here too? Were you told to bring it with you at the old mansion to properly drain the clot fragments from your brain?” Ives Norton frowned, somewhat irritated.

Baird Lane is sitting in a wheelchair with a little one in his arms.

He slightly lowered his head, playing with the little one’s fleshy little hands while faintly picking up, “This little bit of time doesn’t bother me, I want to see Hugh Dong’s treatment, but it’s you, as Hugh Dong’s responsible physician, what took you so long to come.”

“Just went to see a very important patient.” Ives Norton returned vaguely before dropping his gaze to Po.

The sight of Bo with his two big eyes open and letting Baird Lane play with his hands made the look of surprise.

“It’s only been two days, and Po has changed so much at your place?”

His could tell that Po’s eyes were much brighter, and he was sure that in a short time, he would be back to the way he was before he was bullied by Ann Lane.

“Little Treasure is improving quickly.” Baird Lane’s thin lips hooked slightly when he heard Ives Norton speak of the changes in Po.

Ives Norton, of course, could hear the undisguised pride in his voice and couldn’t help but roll his eyes, “I’m complimenting Bao, not you, what are you so proud of?”

“Bo is my son, don’t you think?” Baird Lane gave Ives Norton a faint sweeping glance.

It was a glance that made Ives Norton’s heart feel as if it had been struck with a sword.

This man, clearly, was mocking him for not having children!

“Christine …” At that moment, a raspy male voice suddenly sounded in the hospital room.

The baritone voice instantly made Baird Lane and Ives Norton look different.

Ives Norton went straight up to Hugh Dong’s bedside.

Baird Lane was in a wheelchair and in a sling, with a baby in his arms, so naturally it was inconvenient to go over there.

But he went to be able to see, clearly see, Hugh Dong’s lips move, really move.

That Christine sound just now was shouted by Hugh Dong.

“Dr. Tom!” Baird Lane suppressed his inner emotions and dialed up the volume to call out to Dr. Tom.

Dr. Tom looked back at him and congratulated President Lane, your brother is showing signs of waking up.”

Hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Baird Lane clenched the back of his teeth and forced down his inner ecstasy, nodding heavily, “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, this is the patient’s own consciousness, even without me, the patient will wake up one day, just now when I entered his consciousness, I found that his consciousness is very active, I think that he is also looking for the way to wake up.” Dr. Tom said with high words.

Baird Lane barely caught on, the hand on the IV clenched, “So Dr. Tom why don’t you channel his consciousness, maybe he’ll wake up when he hears you calling?”