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.

open her eyes.She only thought that she didn't sleep well last

going to make a cup of coffee.Do

stood up from the rattan

make it yourself,

pleased, and did 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

"No problem, just wait."

to the man's hundreds of words with unprecedented patience.She

with! Yet, after all these years as Braden's wife, she was excellent at making coffee for him, though her other skills might not

coffee she made was

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

west room, opened the drawer, took out the cherished small can of coffee beans, then opened the

was different from an

manual coffee grinder made of

a bean, but the coffee powder that was ground

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

out little by

the pain coming from her wrist made her

footsteps could

person who came

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

Mrs.Cara.I'm stronger

lips were pale.She smiled at Everett and continued to grind the

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

snatched the coffee machine from Shirley's hand and sighed

"No."

if Dad needs Mom's blood for medicine ta survive, Mom will

"This..."

frowned and said, "Even if we really need human blood to do the

might have

your own blood? It's already hurting your body! How do Elvin

any blood can be used as medicine.It needs the blood of the person he loves to be

always felt that she

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