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.

man, who used to be confident and noble, was back. The decadent

a day passed as the

She only thought that she didn't sleep well last night, so she was

a cup

stood up from the

yourself. I'd like to taste

fastidious way, "I'm quite picky about my taste. The temperature of

"No problem, just wait."

man's hundreds of words with

but sigh inside. Braden, as always, was arrogant and

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

sugar, and the granularity all appealed to his taste,

of coffee beans, then opened the lid of the coffee

was a manual coffee grinder made of wood. It took a lot of effort to grind a bean, but the coffee powder that

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

satisfied, but the pain coming

her, footsteps could be

Shirley's wrist, she cried out in distress, "Shirley, what are you doing? Your

I'm stronger than you

were pale. She smiled at Everett and continued

with your blood. Do you have

breeze, but at this moment she was furious with Shirley, who did not know how to

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

"No."

"I believe that if Dad needs Mom's blood for medicine to survive, Mom will

"This..."

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 own blood? It's already hurting your body! How do Elvin and I explain to your

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