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.

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

Half a day passed as the

her eyes. She only thought that

going to make a cup of coffee. Do you

from the

yourself. I'd like

picky about my taste. The temperature of the coffee should not exceed 136.4 degrees, only

"No problem, just wait."

listened to the man's hundreds of words with unprecedented

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

these years as Braden's wife, she was excellent at making

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

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

made of wood. It took a lot of effort to grind a

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

satisfied, but the pain

footsteps

cried out in distress,

Mrs. Cara. I'm stronger than you

at Everett and

gauze is stained red with your blood. Do you

this moment she was furious with Shirley, who

the coffee machine from Shirley's hand and sighed repeatedly, "You're so silly. How could you use your own blood as medicine for him? If your mother knows that you hurt yourself like this for a man, she will be

"No."

for medicine to survive, Mom will also do

"This..."

have told me sooner. Why do you have to use your own blood? It's already hurting your body! How do Elvin and I explain to your parents when we

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