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 trip. Their first stop is the picturesque

a loud clatter, the coffee cup

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

the courtyard, heard the sound of the cup

who couldn’t walk or see, he was powerless to do

fine. My hand slipped, and the cup fell on the floor!” Shirley took a deep breath, trying her best to calm

the television expressionlessly, without even glancing at the handsome

Antwan, she and that man were destined to be two parallel lines that would

as well,

well, as he had

How does it taste?” Shirley

it to know that it’s definitely my favorite,” Antwan held

so childish,” Shirley couldn’t help but

completely different tastes. Braden liked his latte bitter but authentic, while Antwan preferred

they didn’t engage in many conversation, simply

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

then

go see him, you can go. I know taking care of me, a useless person, for the past six months has been hard on you. If

willingly cooperated with Braden for the “Bloodletting and Bone-smoking Therapy.” But the ones being punished were not just

his body, which

from her mind, and suppressing it

meeting him? We were never meant to be together. It would only

Antwan asked,

generous person, perhaps even a hypocritically selfish one. But when he encountered Shirley, his destined “bane.”