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.

woman suddenly felt very tired and couldn't open her eyes.She only thought that she didn't sleep well last night, so she was not

a cup of coffee.Do

stood up from the rattan chair and

yourself, I'd like to

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

"No problem, just wait."

to the man's hundreds of words with

Braden's wife, she was excellent at making coffee for

years, the coffee she made was made with

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

cherished small can of coffee

different from an automatic

manual coffee grinder made of

a bean, but the coffee powder that

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

out little

was satisfied, but the pain coming from her wrist made her

her, footsteps could be

who came was Everett

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

okay, Mrs.Cara.I'm stronger than you

Everett and continued

stained red with your blood.Do you have a death

value her own life.She snatched the coffee machine from Shirley's hand and sighed repeatedly, "You're so silly.How

"No."

blood for medicine ta survive, Mom will also do

"This..."

human blood to do the medicine, we have enough blood bank in the nursing

might have told me

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

I understand your concerns, but not any blood can be used as medicine.It needs the blood of the person he

felt that she owed

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