When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 555 This Deal, No Loss!

Six months later...

In a small town in Northern Europe, the pointed-roofed wooden houses resembled something out of a fairy tale, scattered amidst the towering mountains in an orderly fashion.

The most beautiful wooden house was situated at the foot of the mountain, with a spacious courtyard filled with sun-loving flowers that swayed in the warm sunlight.

In the center of the flowerbeds, a handsome man sat in a wheelchair, tilting his head back, basking in the sensation of the sunlight on his cheeks. He breathed in the fragrance of the flowers, his face brimming with a contented expression of happiness.

"Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?" Shirley flicked the blanket on Antwan's knee gently and asked tenderly.

"I want a cup of coffee made by you," Antwan replied.

"Alright, enjoy the sun for a bit. I'll go make you some coffee," Shirley said before leaning down to place a kiss on his forehead as reassurance.

"You've worked hard, my dear," Antwan held her hand and his voice overflowed with sweetness, mixed with a hint of playfulness.

Unbeknownst to them, half a year had already passed! When he cooperated with Antwan and finished the "Bloodletting and Bone-smoking Therapy, his legs could no longer support his body, his eyes could no longer see anything, and he even breathed harder than before, rendering him completely dependent on others. But he had never regretted it for a moment.

He sacrificed himself but gained the love of his heart. He believed it was a worthwhile transaction.

Shirley was grinding coffee beans in the kitchen with the same level of concentration as when she used to grind them for Braden. Half a year had passed, yet she still found herself trapped in deep self-reproach, never experiencing a day without regret.

She thought, "I am a selfish person, shamelessly putting Antwan at risk for the sake of making Braden better. I've ruined Antwan's life, and no matter how much I serve him like a servant in this lifetime, I can never make amends!"

The television in the living room played international news.

his fiancee Alina, has embarked on a three-month honeymoon trip. Their first stop is

loud clatter, the coffee cup dropped to

it had been injected with a special hormone, pounding intensely. It had been so long since she had experienced the

okay?" Antwan, in the courtyard, heard the sound of the

useless person who couldn't walk or see, he was powerless to

hand slipped, and the cup fell on the floor!" Shirley took

television expressionlessly, without even glancing at the handsome and carefree man on the

she and

as well, as he deeply loved

well, as he

How does it taste?" Shirley handed the freshly brewed

that it's definitely my favorite," Antwan held the coffee cup and took a

childish," Shirley couldn't help

Braden liked his latte bitter but authentic, while Antwan preferred caramel

they didn't engage in many conversation, simply enjoying the

the coffee cup, feeling the warmth. Then, in a casual tone, he spoke, "I heard that Braden

then

can go. I know taking care of me, a useless person, for the past six months has been hard on you. If seeing him can make you a little happier, I support you going to see him,’

with Braden for the "Bloodletting and Bone-smoking Therapy." But the ones being punished were not just

pain originated from his body, which could be alleviated

her mind, and suppressing it for a long time would

"What's the point of meeting him? We were

to let you go?" Antwan asked, his heart clenching as

had never been a generous person, perhaps even a hypocritically selfish one. But when he