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.

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

cup of

up from the rattan chair

yourself,

and did not at all regard himself as an outsider.He began to order in a fastidious way, "I'm quite picky

"No problem, just wait."

the man's hundreds of words

with! Yet, after all these years as Braden's wife,

so many years, the coffee she made was made

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

can of coffee beans,

machine was different from an

manual coffee grinder made

took a lot of effort to grind a bean, but the coffee powder that was

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out little

the pain coming from her wrist made her frown

her, footsteps could be

who came was

in distress, "Shirley, what

stronger

pale.She smiled at Everett and continued

stained red with your blood.Do

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 you

"No."

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

"This..."

it, so she frowned and said, "Even if we really need human

have told

blood? It's already hurting your body! How do Elvin and I explain

person he

always felt that

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