When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 555 This Deal, No Loss!

Six months later…

In a small town in Northern Europe, the pointed-roofed wooden houses resembled something out of a fairy tale, scattered amidst the towering mountains in an orderly fashion.

The most beautiful wooden house was situated at the foot of the mountain, with a spacious courtyard filled with sun-loving flowers that swayed in the warm sunlight.

In the center of the flowerbeds, a handsome man sat in a wheelchair, tilting his head back, basking in the sensation of the sunlight on his cheeks. He breathed in the fragrance of the flowers, his face brimming with a contented expression of happiness.

“Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?” Shirley flicked the blanket on Antwan’s knee gently and asked tenderly.

“I want a cup of coffee made by you,” Antwan replied.

“Alright, enjoy the sun for a bit. I’ll go make you some coffee,” Shirley said before leaning down to place a kiss on his forehead as reassurance.

“You’ve worked hard, my dear,” Antwan held her hand and his voice overflowed with sweetness, mixed with a hint of playfulness.

Unbeknownst to them, half a year had already passed! When he cooperated with Antwan and finished the “Bloodletting and Bone-smoking Therapy, his legs could no longer support his body, his eyes could no longer see anything, and he even breathed harder than before, rendering him completely dependent on others. But he had never regretted it for a moment.

He sacrificed himself but gained the love of his heart. He believed it was a worthwhile transaction.

Shirley was grinding coffee beans in the kitchen with the same level of concentration as when she used to grind them for Braden. Half a year had passed, yet she still found herself trapped in deep self-reproach, never experiencing a day without regret.

She thought, “I am a selfish person, shamelessly putting Antwan at risk for the sake of making Braden better. I’ve ruined Antwan’s life, and no matter how much I serve him like a servant in this lifetime, I can never make amends!”

The television in the living room played international news.

Braden, along with his fiancee Alina, has embarked on a three-month honeymoon

a loud clatter, the coffee

it had been injected with a special hormone, pounding intensely. It had been so long since she had experienced the sensation of her heart racing, as she had suppressed

heard the sound of the cup shattering and asked

up, but as a useless person who couldn’t walk or see, he was powerless

fell on the floor!” Shirley took

expressionlessly, without even

she decided to leave with Antwan, she and that man were destined to be two parallel lines that

well,

well, as he had long forgotten about

keeping you waiting. How does it taste?” Shirley handed the freshly brewed coffee to

it’s definitely my favorite,” Antwan held the coffee

Shirley

bitter but authentic, while Antwan preferred

the flowers, they didn’t engage in many conversation, simply enjoying the

ran his finger along the rim of the coffee cup, feeling the warmth. Then, in a casual tone, he spoke, “I

a moment, then nodded after a

person, for the past six months has been hard on you. If seeing him can make you a little happier, I support you

cooperated with Braden for the “Bloodletting and Bone-smoking Therapy.” But

his body, which could be alleviated with

her mind, and suppressing it

decisively refused, “What’s the point of meeting him? We were never meant to be together. It would only bring more pain to

go?” Antwan asked, his

one. But when