Chapter 551 First Love is Less Sweeter

Braden spoke, "You even have children?"

Braden's heart was full of mixed feelings, and the expression on his beautiful face became more and more serious.

It was reasonable for Braden to be sad. After all, a couple would always have children. So it had nothing to do with Braden.

Braden thought, "Please be normal. It's ridiculous for you to pay so much attention to a woman you don’t even know what she looks like. This is an insult to Alina and yourself!"

"Well, although Antwan is quite a scumbag, but our child is very cute. So I don't really regret falling in love with him.”

Nonsense was nonsense, but these words came from the heart of Shirley.

Shirley could clearly feel that Braden's face was as green as the green grassland. It was so green that it glowed. But Braden still couldn't bear it. He said coldly, "Then you are lucky, and you can bring your children to play some other day."

Shirley spoke, "Well, of course! Speaking of it, you are still my child’s uncle. Don't you have to pack a big red envelope?"

Shirley held back her laughter and continued to challenge the man's endurance limit.

She wanted to see how long Braden could pretend.

Braden was obviously about to die of anger, but he was still pretending to be elegant, calm, and dignified here. Wasn't he tired?

"Uncle..."

Braden's thin lips moved, chewing the 'uncle' between his lips and teeth, wanting to hit someone for some reason.

Braden thought, "Huh, Antwan is a psychopath and also has children?"

Shirley endured the heartache and persuaded Braden rationally. Shirley said, "Okay, don’t be too envious. When your eyes are healed, spend time with Ms. Alina. I believe that within a year, you will also have a litter of cubs."

Shirley thought, "When Braden's eyes are healed, he will continue to return to his position and become the high-spirited king. The Gilmore family will be his best support.

Braden will marry Alina Gilmore, have children, and reach the double pinnacles of his career. And Shirley will disappear from his world and live a life of her own. They are Intersecting parallel lines, and such a plot line is to everyone's satisfaction."

right that we’re a perfect match.

They stayed silent.

broken heart and could only bite her lip and bow

Shirley to be

result

stopped talking, and the atmosphere was a

say it, don't say it. Anyway, we wont help each other. And there is nothing good to say in their mouths. It's better to shut the microphone so as

there seem to be ripe, I'll go pick

order to escape the awkward and suffocating atmosphere, Shirley found an excuse and ran toward the center of

was full of flowers and fruit trees. The pipa and mulberries just matured a while ago, and now the

as big as an egg, densely hung on the branches. It could be said that there were so many fruits that it was

carelessly tied his long hair into a bun with a tree branch, then lifted his

plump apricots. Under the mottled shadows of the trees, Shirley's fair cheeks were flushed red by the

picked the biggest one, wiped it with the corner of

sour, and my

instantly wrinkled into a

at Yellow Apricot filling fully in her pockets, and smiled wickedly, "Huh, how can Shirley enjoy this kind of good thing alone? Of course, she has to share

"Braden!"

yellow apricots with her, Shirley ran from in the beautiful sunshine to the handsome man standing in the gazebo. Her voice was as light as a bird, "I picked a lot of

was bathed in the soft sunshine, and listening to the woman's warm voice. His heart was inexplicably warm and at ease, and he said softly, "Is it

it's sweeter than

handed it to Braden

camera of her mobile phone, ready to capture the moment when Braden tasted

was like a cancer patient who knew

'cancer*. If it was destined to be incurable, then leave as much beauty as

"Thanks.”

took a bite gracefully, and

said, "How

hands were almost

"Not bad."

it, and took another bite. His handsome face was

"Not bad?"

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