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.

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

make a cup of

up from the rattan chair and asked

you make it yourself,

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,

"No problem, just wait."

of words with

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

years, the coffee she made was made

his taste, so she was confident that he would again

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

machine was different from an automatic

was a manual coffee

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

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out little by

pain coming

her, footsteps

came was Everett

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

stronger than you

at Everett and continued

red with your blood.Do you have

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 so silly.How could you use your own blood as medicine for him? If your mother knows that

"No."

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

"This..."

human blood to do the medicine,

have

How do Elvin and I explain to your Parents when we get

the person he loves to be effective.This proves that it does work, so I have no

felt that