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.

and couldn't open her eyes.She only thought that

a cup of

up from the rattan

yourself, I'd like to taste

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 136.4 degrees,

"No problem, just wait."

man's hundreds of words with unprecedented patience.She couldn't help

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

the coffee she made was made with the same kind

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

to the dining area of the west room, opened the drawer, took out the cherished small can of coffee beans, then opened the lid of the coffee machine,

different

coffee grinder

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

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out little by

the pain coming from her

footsteps could be

came was Everett

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

stronger

at Everett and

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

with Shirley, who did not know how to value her own life.She snatched the coffee machine from Shirley's hand and sighed repeatedly,

"No."

medicine ta survive, Mom will also do it without hesitation.If Mr.Smith

"This..."

human

have told me

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

person he loves to be effective.This proves

always felt that she owed

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