When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden) novel Chapter 547

Chapter 547 It Was Strange, Except for You

As Shirley arrived at the West Wing, she could hear the sound of shattered glassware from inside.

"Get out of here! I don't need your pity!"

Two female nurses then walked out with a gloomy demeanor and red eyes, clearly having cried due to feeling wronged.

"What happened to you both?" Shirley asked the nurses.

"Ms. Wilson, are you awake? That's great..."

The female nurse spoke as if seeing a savior, "Please go and persuade Mr. Stewart. He's in bad condition, refusing to eat or drink, and won't let us care for him. He chased us all out, and if he goes on like this, he'll die of thirst or starvation, even if he's not sick."

"He’s not eating or drinking?"

Shirley furrowed her brows and muttered, ’He acts like a child throwing a tantrum again. He is too childish.’

She turned to the two female nurses and said, "Alright, you can go now. I'll take care of it.’

"Thank you so much, Ms. Wilson. Please be careful, though. Mr. Stewart has been temperamental these past few days," the female nurse warned gratefully.

Shirley walked through the comfortable garden and arrived at the door of Braden's room. She pushed the door open gently but was met with an inkstone hurled at her.

"Don't you understand what I said? I told you to leave me alone!’ With a pale face, Braden was leaning on the bed and shouted in the direction of the door in a bad tone.

She had never seen him so irritable and out of control before, and while others may have been afraid, she only felt worried.

How could he let himself go like this if he wasn't so desperate? Especially when he was Braden, the favored son of heaven.

"Do you think you're being too wasteful? It's such a shame that you smashed this good inkstone to pieces," Shirley said.

Shirley bent down calmly and threw the broken inkstone into the trash. She walked over to Braden and lightly covered his hand with her slender, pale fingers.

This touch was like a shot of tranquilizer and immediately calmed Braden down.

"Are you... okay?"

Braden felt his heart tighten.

That day, Shirley suddenly fainted, and he was so useless that he couldn't do anything.

For the next three days, time seemed to drag on endlessly. Although he was constantly worried about her, he was too stubborn to show it and refused to visit her.

He had heard someone say, "Shirley has Antwan taking care of her, so she'll be fine.’

Well, if she had Antwan taking care of her, then she was sure to be fine. But what about him? Even taking one step required someone else to take care of him. If he went to see her, wouldn't he just be a burden?

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I stayed up late every day playing games, and my blood sugar level dropped slightly. I'll be as good as new after a few days of rest," Shirley said in a relaxed tone, afraid that Braden would worry about her.

Braden finally relaxed and said indifferently, "Right, with Antwan taking care of you, how could you not be okay?"

Shirley couldn't help but smile. He had forgotten about her and was now acting all petty again. He was such a jealous person!

"Yes, I'm being taken care of very well. My face is clean, and my stomach is full. Unlike you... You don't eat or drink, and your stubble is growing out. The CEO has turned into a rough man, making all your fangirls feel worried."

Shirley finished speaking and touched the stubble around his mouth. In her words and actions, she couldn't help but pamper him.

At this moment, in her eyes, Braden was like a fragile baby, even more, fragile than Ben and Ally. No matter how unreasonable he was, she was willing to pamper, hold, and even keep him in her mouth for fear of melting away.

"I don't like people touching me."