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.

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

cup of coffee.Do

stood up from the rattan chair

yourself, I'd like to

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 flavor brought

"No problem, just wait."

to the man's hundreds of words

arrogant and difficult to deal with! Yet, after all these years as Braden's wife, she was excellent at

so many years, the coffee she made was

taste, so she was confident that he

the cherished small can of coffee beans, then opened the lid of the coffee machine, put the

was different from an automatic coffee

coffee grinder

powder that was

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out

coming from

footsteps could be

came was

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

okay, Mrs.Cara.I'm stronger

smiled at Everett and continued to

gauze is stained red with your

not know how to 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

"No."

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

"This..."

if we really need human blood

have told me

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

blood can 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

had always felt

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