Chapter 539 Do You Have a Death Wish?

"You are quiet these days, more like a lady." Braden said slightly.

Though he had not yet spent much time with her, the image of her nagging like a chatterbox had long since taken root in his heart.

But for some reason, in the past few days, the woman has been surprisingly quiet.

Many a time the two of them would simply sit quietly and say nothing.

Her voice, too, gave him the faint sensation of a sapling swaying in the wind.

Unusual, very unusual! "That's because I am a lady." Shirley said in a very soft voice.

"Yes, a lady who hit the black bear with her bare hands.I’m really curious about what you look like."

Braden smiled, and his eyes were gentle, which he did not even notice himself.He had no idea why.He made no impression upon her, but he enjoyed the time they spent together, and found it as natural to do those things with her as if they had known each other a long time.

This kind of feeling made him feel more pleasant than being with Alina.

At first, he stayed to find the "answer", but now he didn't have any purpose.

All he wanted was to stay, to "obey his heart".

"You'll see what I look like soon."

Shirley stared at his increasingly charming and energetic aura, full of hope for everything.It was really good.

The man, who used to be confident and noble, was back.

The decadent and lonely feeling in his body was gradually disappearing, and she felt particularly relieved.

The sun was warm.

Half a day passed as the clouds changed and shifted.

only thought that she didn't sleep well last night, so she was not

make a cup of coffee.Do you need

up from the rattan chair and asked

you make it yourself, I'd like to taste

way, "I'm quite picky about my taste.The temperature of the coffee should not exceed 136.4 degrees, only two sugars,

"No problem, just wait."

hundreds of words

wife, she was excellent at making coffee

coffee she made

the granularity all appealed to his taste, so she was confident that he would again be impressed

small can of coffee beans, then opened the lid

different from an automatic

a manual coffee grinder made

grind a bean, but the coffee powder that

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out

was satisfied, but the pain coming from her

footsteps

person who came was

distress, "Shirley, what are you doing? Your hands are injured. Just let

stronger than you

Everett and continued to

okay? The gauze is stained red with your blood.Do you have a death

snatched the coffee machine from Shirley's hand and sighed repeatedly, "You're so silly.How could you use your own blood as medicine for him? If your mother knows

"No."

needs Mom's blood for medicine ta survive, Mom

"This..."

need human blood to do the medicine, we have enough blood

might have

you have to use your own blood? It's already hurting your body! How do

be used as medicine.It needs the blood of the person he loves to be effective.This proves that it does work, so I have no regrets.On the contrary, I'm

always felt that she

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