When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 558 This World, So Warm

Antwan finally fell asleep, a faint smile lingering on his lips, peaceful and sweet. He regarded Shirley as his strong backing.

He thought, "With Shirley around, the sky is clear, the wind is gentle, and even the air tastes sweet. Without her, it would be the end of the world, the apocalypse. I wouldn't even have the desire to live. Although it's sick to think this way, I’ve gradually become addicted and can't break free."

Silently, Shirley watched the sleeping man, sighing softly. Is she tired? Of course, she is. How could she not be? It's not just physical exhaustion but also mental fatigue. Antwan has always been a fanatic, extreme in his actions. He used to proclaim the value of "if one dies, we die together," always disrupting orderly situations and turning them into chaos.

Now, he had become a well-behaved child, restraining all his aggression, arrogance, and madness. He treated her as his world as if he had become a different person. But the more he changed, the greater the psychological burden on Shirley. She felt he was too pitiful, and his cautiousness under suppression was heart-wrenching.

And all of this was caused by her!

Thoughts of encountering Braden during the day resurfaced in her mind, causing her to feel inexplicably irritated.

She thought, "Why did someone who shouldn't have crossed paths with me intrude upon my peaceful life and disturb the calm lake of my heart?

Ultimately, it's because I didn't sever my attachment completely... It's truly shameful, truly pathetic!"

Shirley stepped out of the hospital room and entered the dimly lit corridor, lighting a cigarette. The flickering flame and thin smoke scattered in the darkness. The taste of nicotine provided some relaxation to her mind.

In these past six months, perhaps due to the immense psychological pressure, she had started smoking. She knew it wasn't a good habit and would harm her health, but she couldn't resist it. It was like some emotions -knowing they shouldn't exist, but once they do, they become a disaster, impossible to control.

At that moment, two nurses arrived, each lighting a cigarette and engaging in casual conversation.

Alina, the heiress of the Gilmore Group. And the man who carried her into the hospital is none other than

the legendary Braden? He's so handsome, and his boyfriend

hit by a car while trying

precious that the heiress risks her life

maybe it was a gift from her lover, holding special

overhearing the conversation between the two nurses. Her heart tightened, filled with curiosity, and she asked, "How is the patient now?

make out Shirley's appearance, but one of the nurses honestly replied,

don't know her, I was just curious,"

in our hospital knows her. She has been taking care of Antwan all the time. There's

other nurse

clearly. You're Shirley, our old friend!" Both nurses became particularly friendly and enthusiastic toward Shirley. Almost everyone in the hospital knew Shirley because she had frequently brought Antwan for treatment in

operating room was, but

chatting. I'll go check on Antwan," Shirley said after finishing her cigarette. She

compelled by an unknown force, she found herself on the floor where Alina's operation was taking place. She hid at the corner of the corridor, cautiously peering out, and immediately spotted Braden

the day. The shirt was now stained with spotty bloodstains, and his hands were also stained with blood. It was evident that he had been standing there without a chance to clean up. It was clear that he was extremely worried about Alina, pacing back and forth anxiously with

been five to six hours since he brought Alina to the hospital. In other words, he hadn't rested or eaten anything for five to six hours... This guy, who had only just recovered a little over half a year ago, was now neglecting his health

her lip in contemplation, Shirley went downstairs and hurried to the nearby Chinese restaurant she often frequented. She packed a portion of seafood wontons. If she remembered correctly, although he didn't enjoy Chinese food, he

of the operating room. Time passed second by second, from dusk until dawn, but there was still no movement

it, it's all my fault, all my fault! If I hadn't brought Alina that cup, she wouldn't have been hit by

was supposed to be a sweet honeymoon trip, where they had agreed to choose

who would have thought that they would encounter trouble on the