When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 513 Ridiculous and Pathetic

The woman in his arms moved uncomfortably and said cautiously, “Mr. Stewart, you misunderstood me. I’m not Ms. Wilson.”

Braden’s body immediately froze, and his handsome and cold face was full of gloominess. He said coldly, “Who are you?”

“I, I am Pamela Jonathan, the nurse sent by Mrs. Stewart to take care of you.”

Pamela had an oval face and fair skin. It seemed that she was good- natured and pure.

Braden’s face darkened. He pushed the woman away and questioned in a displeased tone, “How long have you been here?”

“l-lt’s been a while.”

“So, you’ve always been the one who poured me coffee and chatted with me in the night breeze?”

“Yes, yes.”

In order to win Braden’s affection, she completely concealed the fact that Shirley had been there and instead said, “You are in a bad mood and need quiet companionship, so I just wanted to listen to you. I didn’t expect you to mistakenly think it was Ms. Wilson. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.”

laughed self-deprecatingly. “I was too naive and underestimated the

I can see that you can’t let go of Ms. Wilson. If you trust me, I can

all her courage and feigned to

perfect face and natural noble aura

heart because of this, she would wake

“No need.”

over. I want to thank her for her indifference so that I can completely

you willing to start a new

“I have no parents, and I grew up with my adoptive father. My adoptive father is the famous doctor, Pranav Jonathan. I also learned a lot of medical

can be infertile without marriage for the rest of my life. I’ll always be by your side, taking care of you,

“Get lost!”

sympathizing with me? I could not

not qualified to approach you. Even if I become your nurse this time, I have gone through a lot of

first condition I have to meet is not to get married or have children, and once I begin to take care of you, it is to take care of you for the rest of my life. I am willing to do

daydream. The only thing she wanted was to stay by the man’s side, just like a maid in ancient times who never wanted a

can do those things myself. I don’t need anyone to take care of me. Get lost!” Braden knocked over the coffee cup on the table with a wave

the woman he loved didn’t care about his life at all. She didn’t even want to look at him. Instead, a housekeeper who knew where she came from, would rather not get married and not

ironic that it made him and