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.

eyes.She only thought that she didn't sleep well

to make a cup of coffee.Do you need

stood up from the rattan

yourself, I'd like

all regard himself as an 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

"No problem, just wait."

listened to the man's hundreds of words with unprecedented patience.She

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

made was made with

temperature, the sugar, and the granularity all appealed to his taste, so she was confident that he would again be impressed by

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

different

a manual coffee grinder made of

coffee powder that was ground out could maintain the "original taste" that Braden had

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

ground out little by

the pain coming from her wrist

footsteps could

came was

wound on Shirley's wrist, she cried out in distress, "Shirley, what are

Mrs.Cara.I'm stronger than

pale.She smiled at Everett and continued to grind

is stained red with your blood.Do you have

Shirley's hand and sighed repeatedly, "You're so silly.How could you use

"No."

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

"This..."

said, "Even if we really need human blood

have

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

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 have no

always felt that she owed

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