When She Unveils Identities

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.

woman suddenly felt very tired and couldn't open her eyes.She only thought that she didn't sleep well last

to make a cup of coffee.Do

the rattan chair and asked

yourself, I'd

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 136.4 degrees, only two sugars, and the original

"No problem, just wait."

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

years as Braden's wife, she was excellent at making coffee for him, though her other skills might

many years, the coffee she made was made

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

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, put the coffee beans in, and

machine was different from

manual coffee

coffee powder that was ground

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

coffee ground out little

pain coming from her

footsteps

came

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

stronger

smiled at Everett and continued to grind the

is stained red with

value her own life.She 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 that

"No."

needs Mom's blood for medicine ta survive, Mom will also do it without hesitation.If Mr.Smith needs it, you will do

"This..."

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

have told me

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

blood of the person he loves to be effective.This proves that

had always felt that she owed