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.

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

make a cup of

from the rattan chair and asked

make it yourself, I'd

did not at all regard himself as an outsider.He began to order in a fastidious way, "I'm quite picky about my taste.The temperature

"No problem, just wait."

listened to the man's hundreds of words with unprecedented patience.She couldn't help but

these years as Braden's wife, she was excellent at making coffee for him,

the coffee she made

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

out the cherished small can of coffee

machine was different from an automatic

manual coffee grinder made of

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

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

coffee ground out

satisfied, but the pain coming

her, footsteps

came was Everett

cried out in distress, "Shirley, what are

Mrs.Cara.I'm stronger

pale.She smiled at Everett and

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

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

"No."

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

"This..."

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

might have

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

blood of the person he

had always felt that she owed