When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden) novel Chapter 554

Chapter 554 Shirley, You Deceiver

“Because I’m conflicted,” Shirley gazed at Antwan and said softly.

“Conflicted about what? Tell me, make me happy,” Antwan grinned mischievously as always, “Even though my wrist got cut today and it hurt like hell, I’m genuinely happy! The goddess cares about me, the goddess pities me, the goddess is willing to talk to me, and we even enjoyed the moon together… It’s worth the blood!”

“May said that Braden doesn’t reject your blood. She found a way to cure Braden,” Shirley’s gaze was profound.

Antwan’s puppy-like expression immediately dropped, and he coldly asked, “What way?”

Shirley relayed May’s words to Antwan.

After listening, Antwan fell silent for a long time. Then he sneered, “It sounds like using my bone marrow to save Braden’s life, exchanging my eyes for Braden’s eyes.”

“In theory, yes,’ Shirley nodded.

Antwan was as intelligent as her. Just by hearing the name of this treatment, he knew what it entailed.

“Ridiculous!” Antwan’s face turned ugly, filled with mockery, coldness, and disappointment, “Shirley, why are you telling me all this? Do you think I can be so noble? Braden is the person I’ve always wanted to defeat. I’ve been waiting for this day for so long. Do you think I would give him a chance to live or sacrifice myself to give him a chance?”

“I know you won’t, that’s why I told you,” Shirley calmly replied.

She didn’t expect Antwan to agree. She just didn’t know why she had honestly told him all this. Perhaps, since the moment Antwan was willing to use his blood as medicine for Braden, she had concluded that this madman wasn’t as bad as she had imagined.

At this moment, they weren’t enemies; they were comrades standing on the same side. He had the right to know.

“Shirley, I advise you not to have wishful thinking. Although I’m fond of you, I haven’t reached that level of fondness. It would be best for you not to test my patience. Submit to me sooner, or else… don’t blame me for being ruthless!” Antwan spoke as if deliberately reminding Shirley how cruel he could be, his words icy and heartless.

“That’s good. Don’t have a change of heart. If you do, I won’t be able to pay back the debt,” Shirley replied strangely. She smiled at the man with red eyes, her usual anger absent.

“Don’t worry, I absolutely won’t have a change of heart. Even if we sever ties, I won’t have a change of heart!” Antwan raised two fingers and solemnly swore.

Half a month later…

Braden slightly opened his eyes and saw the vast expanse of the ceiling.

“Am… Am I dreaming?” His pale lips quivered; his voice weak.

He thought, “It’s like I’ve had a long, long dream. In the dream, it felt as if my bones were being stripped and reassembled, the pain corroding me to the core. That near-death feeling seems to have been etched into my very being. I’m afraid I won’t be able to forget it in my lifetime!”

“Braden, you’re awake. How… how do you feel?” Alina, Tracy, and the Stewart family surrounded his bedside, their faces filled with anticipation.

“Mom, when did you arrive?” Braden looked at Tracy, tears streaming down her face, and asked softly.