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.

be confident and noble, was back. The decadent and lonely feeling in his body was gradually

Half a day

only thought that

make a cup of coffee. Do you need

stood up from the rattan chair and asked

yourself. I'd like to

was pleased, and 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 of the coffee should not exceed

"No problem, just wait."

hundreds of

sigh inside. Braden, as always, was arrogant and

years as Braden's wife, she was excellent at making coffee for him, though her other skills might not have

the sugar, and the granularity all

came to the dining area of the west room, opened the drawer, took out the cherished small can of coffee beans, then

coffee machine was different from an automatic coffee machine. It was a manual coffee grinder made of wood. It took a lot of effort to grind a bean, but the coffee powder that was ground out could maintain the "original taste"

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

was satisfied, but the pain coming from her

footsteps could be

out in distress, "Shirley, what are you doing? Your hands are injured. Just let the staff

I'm stronger than

pale. She smiled at Everett

The gauze is stained red with your

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

could you use your own blood as medicine for him? If your mother knows that you hurt

"No."

Mom will also do it without hesitation. If Mr.

"This..."

'Even if we really need human blood to do the medicine, we have enough blood bank in the nursing home. You might have told

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