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.

thought that she didn't sleep

going to make a cup of coffee.Do you

up from the

make it yourself, I'd

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 flavor brought

"No problem, just wait."

listened to the man's hundreds of words with

deal with! Yet, after all these years as Braden's wife, she was excellent at making

for so many years, the coffee she made was

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

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

coffee machine was different

a manual coffee grinder made

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

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out

the pain coming from

footsteps could

who came was Everett

distress, "Shirley, what are you doing? Your hands are injured. Just let the staff do

stronger than you

were pale.She smiled at Everett

stained red with your blood.Do you

her own life.She snatched the coffee machine from Shirley's hand and sighed repeatedly,

"No."

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

"This..."

couldn't refute it, so she frowned and said, "Even if we really need human blood to

might have told

use your own blood? It's already hurting your body! How do Elvin and I explain to your Parents when we

the blood of the person he loves to be effective.This proves that it does work, so I have no regrets.On the contrary, I'm very

always felt that she

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