When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 559 "Are You Addicted to Eating?"

Shirley, standing at the corner of the corridor, watched as Braden happily finished the wontons, and she couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

That was right, people were made of iron and rice was made of steel. No matter how anxious the situation is, one mustn't go hungry!

Several more hours passed like this, and finally, the door of the operating room opened. The doctor came out, and Braden hurried over.

"Don't worry, she's still alive. However, her waist and legs have suffered serious injuries and will require bed rest for some time.’ The doctor said to Braden, "During this time, it will be the family's responsibility to take good care of her."

"As long as she's okay, as long as she's okay," Braden instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and the weight on his heart finally lifted.

In a corner, Shirley couldn't help but swallow her saliva, “Wow, Alina also suffered injuries to her waist?! That's too coincidental!”

Little did she know, what was even more coincidental was that the orthopedic wards were all on the same floor, which meant... Antwan and Alina's rooms were on the same floor.

In that case, with heads held high or lowered, she and Braden would inevitably cross paths sooner or later!

Shirley didn't want to encounter such an awkward situation, so she chose to come and go early and late, staying by Antwan's side throughout. If there were any needs, she would reluctantly ask the nurses for help.

And so, two or three days passed, and despite her deliberate avoidance, she and Braden somehow never bumped into each other.

On this day, in Alina's room.

Braden was attentively peeling an apple for Alina. Despite being in pain all over her body, she felt a sense of sweetness.

A nurse came over to change Alina's IV drip. She saw Braden feeding Alina the apple and couldn't help but sigh, “Mr. Stewart, you're fairly good to Ms. Gilmore. Is this how love is for all Easterners, warm and sweet?"

warm and sweet for everyone? Does it really matter if it's Eastern or

defined by Eastern or Western. However, recently we've seen another loving couple, also of Eastern origin,

can be called a model couple. The woman's name is Shirley, and the man's name is Antwan. Their story is very touching. Antwan is a handsome man, but he has physical disabilities with his

cake that can bring joy to people and fed it to Antwan bit by bit. The male doctors and male nurses in our hospital envy them to no end and dream of finding a

story, her expression

Alina became interested and enthusiastically said, "If they're also from the East,

memory, and he quickly remembered the name. It was the woman he briefly crossed paths with at the stall, and an inexplicable

Do you

mood and asked tentatively, "Don't you

shook his head, "I just find the name quite

of my life," Alina coquettishly teased the man and then asked

you like taking care of a child. After all, when I

in such an

nurse brought in a fragrant bowl of seafood wontons. These past few days, the seafood wontons

them while they're hot!" The nurse placed the steaming wontons on the

already drooling. Habits are a magical thing-it only took

crisis. She coldly said, "Where did these wontons come from? I thought they were Chinese food. Can I

nurse firmly refused. After all, these wontons were specially prepared for Mr. Stewart by Shirley. If she were to request

this specially made for my

nurse stammered, feeling embarrassed

in to defuse the situation, "Because you're still in the recovery period, you can't eat seafood. It may cause infection and

still healing. Eating seafood can easily cause inflammation and scarring." The nurse sighed in relief, thinking that

tell me where these wontons come from?’ Alina persisted. Now, every woman appearing by Braden's side could be her