When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 539

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.

was back. The decadent and lonely feeling in his body was gradually disappearing, and she felt particularly

day passed as

tired and couldn't open her eyes. She only

going to make a cup of

up from the rattan

you make it yourself.

at 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

"No problem, just wait."

listened to the man's hundreds of words with

couldn't help but sigh inside. Braden, as always, was

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

coffee she made was made with the same kind of coffee beans. The temperature, the sugar, and the granularity all appealed to his taste, so she was

room, opened the drawer, took out the cherished small can of coffee beans, then opened the lid

wood. It took a lot of effort to

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

little by little. Shirley was satisfied, but the

her, footsteps

Everett Cara. When she saw the wound on Shirley's wrist, she cried out in distress,

Mrs. Cara. I'm

smiled at Everett and continued to grind

with your blood. Do you have a death

as gentle as a spring breeze, but at this moment she was furious with Shirley, who did

use your own blood as medicine for him? If

"No."

Mom will also

"This..."

and said, 'Even if we really need human blood to do the medicine, we have enough blood bank in the nursing home. You might have told me sooner. Why do you have to use your

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