Seize His Little Wife

By the time Christine White woke up, the sling had been removed from the back of her hand.

She rubbed her eyes just in time to see the doctor come in and asked in passing, “Doctor, I don’t think my stomach hurts anymore, when can I be discharged?”

“I’m afraid that’s not possible, Mr. Lane told me just now that he would like you to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation, Miss White, to make sure that your stomach problem is just a common one before you can be discharged.”

“Where is he now?”

Christine White sat up in surprise, if she had stayed in the hospital for observation, wouldn’t she have to take a leave of absence?

“Mr. Lane has gone back, he explained that he would be back tomorrow, Miss White, I think Mr. Lane’s concerns are warranted, stomach problems can be big or small, it’s better to get it checked out.”

The doctor persuaded him to go out first, just as the nurse was looking for him.

Christine White had no way of defying Baird Lane’s words, so she had to lie back down on the hospital bed and drift off to sleep again.

The next morning, she had just woken up before she had a chance to eat breakfast when a commotion came from outside, startling her into lifting the covers and lying back down.

She waited until the door to her room was pushed open before she deliberately pretended to be newly awakened and lifted the curtains of her eyes, only to realize that the person outside wasn’t Baird Lane at all, but his grandfather!

“Grandpa, what brings you over?”

Christine White, unable to keep up the act, then got up from the bed and watched as Lane Senior walked in with a couple of men, who had supplements in their hands.

“Grandpa, you sit here.”

Even though Master Lane had a kind smile on his face, she couldn’t help but feel nervous as she got up and pulled the chair next to the bed away.

“Oh, it’s fine, it’s fine, Christine you sit too.”

Elder Lane smiled and let someone help him sit down, “I heard last night that you were hospitalized, today I specially let the kitchen prepare tonic to bring along to see you, how do you feel now?”

“I’m fine, Grandpa, you didn’t have to make a special trip over to see me, a phone call would have been nice.”

“Which can ah.” Elder Lane said, his gaze falling to her stomach as he asked with concern, “How are you feeling after resting in the hospital for the night? Did you feel nauseous and want to vomit, or suddenly want to eat something else?”

“Sh, what?” Christine White’s whole body was confused, she was just admitted to the hospital with a stomach bug, why would the old man ask her these questions?

“Why are you still so confused, kid? You need to pay more attention to your diet at this time of the year!” The old man spoke at length, certain that Christine White must be pregnant after learning of her hospitalization last night.

Seeing that she still looked confused, the old man reminded again and again, “If there is any discomfort in your body, remember to talk to the doctor, you can’t suffer my little great-grandson ah.”

Great-grandson?

“This … grandpa, are you mistaken? I was only admitted to the hospital with a stomach ache, not pregnant.”

This is a big mess!

She only slept with Baird Lane once, how can she get pregnant so easily? Even if she was pregnant, she wouldn’t be able to have a pregnancy reaction so soon!

“Not pregnant?” The smile on the old man’s face then converged for a few moments, and he said unhappily, “You really went into the hospital because of a stomachache, not because you were pregnant?”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Grandpa?”

Just as Baird Lane came in from outside with the breakfast he had just purchased, he was a little surprised to see Master Lane here as well, “What are you doing here?”

“Why can’t I come over?!” The old man sank his face on the spot, “Look at the two of you, you’ve been married for three years and don’t even have a child! Are you planning to piss me off?”

Baird Lane’s parents died young and he is now left with only one grandchild, Baird Lane, so if they don’t have a baby soon, who is going to hand over the future of The Lane Family?

“Grandpa, there’s no hurry, we’ll make all the arrangements.” Baird Lane put his breakfast on the table and spoke in a hushed, soothing voice.

“Christine, don’t you think?” He looked over at Christine White, calling her name with rare intimacy.

“Huh? Yes … right, Grandpa, we’ve already arranged it.” Christine White cooperated stiffly, her cheeks tinged with some scarlet.

It was the first time he’d ever called her by her first name.

“Hmph!” Hale Lane saw through their little maneuver at a glance, “Fine! I’ll be waiting, if I don’t hear good news from you guys by then, you won’t be able to enter the gates of The Lane Family!”

“Grandpa, you can rest assured.” Baird Lane went forward to help the old man up, “Grandpa, you go back to rest first, the air in the hospital is not good for your old man.”

“Right, Master, let’s just go back first.” The old housekeeper of The Lane Family also went up to persuade, “Look, the young master has bought breakfast and is waiting to eat it with the young nurse, so let’s not disturb the young master here.”

“Okay.” Once the old man heard this, his face really eased a bit, and before he left, he urged, “You guys put this matter at ease for me, don’t want to be ambiguous!”

The door to the room was quickly reclosed and Christine White was relieved, but soon embarrassed.

If she can’t produce a child by then … will the old man make her divorce Baird Lane?