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.

eyes.She only thought that she didn't sleep well last night, so she

going to make a cup of

stood up from the rattan chair and

it yourself, I'd like to

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 flavor brought

"No problem, just wait."

of words with unprecedented

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

many years, the coffee she made was made with the same kind

the granularity all appealed to his taste, so she was

cherished small can of coffee beans, then opened the lid of the coffee machine, put the coffee beans in, and began to

machine was different from an automatic coffee

manual coffee

bean, but the coffee powder that was ground out could maintain the "original taste" that

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

out

but the pain coming from her

her, footsteps could

person who came was

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

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

pale.She smiled at Everett and continued to grind

gauze is stained red with

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

"No."

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

"This..."

it, so she frowned and said, "Even if we really need human blood

might have told

do you have to use your own blood? It's already hurting your body! How do Elvin and I explain

needs the blood of the person he loves to be effective.This

always felt that