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 well

make a cup of coffee.Do

the rattan chair and

make it yourself, I'd

way, "I'm quite picky about my taste.The temperature of

"No problem, just wait."

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

years as Braden's wife, she

years, the coffee she made

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

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 began

different from

was a manual coffee grinder

coffee powder that was ground out could maintain

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

coffee ground out little by

coming from her wrist made

footsteps

who came was

Shirley's wrist, she cried out in distress, "Shirley, what are you doing? Your hands are injured. Just let the staff do

Mrs.Cara.I'm stronger

were pale.She smiled at Everett

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

been as gentle as a spring breeze, but at this moment she was furious with Shirley, who did not know how to value her own life.She snatched the coffee machine from Shirley's hand and sighed repeatedly, "You're

"No."

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

"This..."

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

might have told me

How

not any 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

had always felt

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