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.

tired and couldn't open her eyes.She only thought that she didn't sleep well last night, so she was

make a cup of

from the rattan chair

you make it yourself, I'd like to taste

not at all regard himself as an outsider.He began to order in a fastidious way, "I'm quite picky about my taste.The temperature of the coffee should not exceed

"No problem, just wait."

words with unprecedented patience.She couldn't help but

these years as Braden's wife,

many years, the coffee she made was made with the

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

of coffee

machine was different from an automatic

was a manual coffee

a lot of effort to grind a bean, but the coffee powder that was ground out could maintain the "original taste" that

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out little

was satisfied, but the pain coming from

her, footsteps could be

who came was Everett

saw the wound on Shirley's wrist, she cried out in distress, "Shirley, what are you doing? Your hands are

okay, Mrs.Cara.I'm stronger

smiled at Everett and continued to grind

red with your blood.Do you

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 that you hurt yourself like this for

"No."

survive, Mom will also do

"This..."

so she frowned and said, "Even if we really need human blood to do the medicine, we have enough blood bank in the

might have told me

How do Elvin and

needs the blood of the person he loves to be effective.This proves that it does work, so I have no

had always felt that she owed

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