Novel Update
Chapter 25
Chapter 25
Chapter 25 Blocking the Gun for Love
“What happened?”
After hanging up on Liam, Braden rushed to the bathroom door.
When he was about to open the door and have a look, he heard Shirley’s flustered voice.
“No, I’m fine. I’m fine.”
“Don’t come in! Don’t come in!”
Then came the sound of “clang“.
It didn’t sound like she was fine…
After hesitating for a while, Braden pushed the door open and walked in.
“Ah, why did you come in?”
“You… Get out! Get out!”
Shirley was already out of the tub in the bathroom. She was naked, but when Braden barged in, she
quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her,
She was quick, but Braden saw everything.
There was silence in the room.
His tall body froze, he swallowed hard, and his thin lips somehow dried up.
He didn’t expect that her body looked so hot.
What had he been doing in the past four years? Why didn’t he know that until now?
It took Braden a long time to calm himself down.
Only then did he realize that the clothes rack above the bathtub had fallen.
Shirley’s clothes and bath towel fell into the bathtub filled with water and got wet.
So Shirley’s towel was wet and dripping.
“Do you need any help?”
He asked calmly.
Shirley, wrapped in a wet bath towel, stood in front of the man. Her beauty was so tempting.
“What do you think?”
The woman was so embarrassed that her cheeks and toes turned red.
Did he have a sense of boundaries? Were they familiar with each other? Was it really appropriate for
him to come in right now?
If she wasn’t wearing only a towel, she might have dug a hole in the ground and stayed there for a
hundred years!
“You look in trouble. How can I help you?”
Worried, Braden approached her.
“Don’t… Don’t come over. You can’t help me more than that!”
Shirley quickly retreated to the edge of the bathtub and was about to fall into it.
“Watch out!”
Braden reacted quickly and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
Then… Both of them fell into the bathtub, and the two were both wet.
The two bodies clung to each other, and the posture was extremely ambiguous.
She could even feel his hot body temperature and rapid heartbeat through the thin cloth.
Braden stared at the woman under him.
It was the first time that he had been so close to her and observed her so carefully.
She had a pair of amber–like bright eyes, seemingly gentle and sweet, but also with an elusive
tenacity of mystery.
Her fair face flushed like a newly blooming rose, delicate and charming.
“Well… How long do we have to keep doing this? My legs are numb!”
Shirley asked awkwardly, her arms around Braden’s neck.
Braden suddenly came to his senses.
His face was cold, but he gently pulled the woman out of the bathtub. Then he turned around and
said, “I’ll get your clothes.”
“No need…”
Before Shirley could finish her words, he had already left.
She thought, “Forget it. Anyway, we have been so close to each other. And I’m pregnant with his two
children, so there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
Shirley sat on the edge of the bathtub, wrapped in a wet towel, in a desperate mood, waiting for
Braden to return.
Braden came to Shirley’s bedroom. When he was about to leave with Shirley’s robe, his attention was
attracted by a jewelry box in the cloakroom.
The jewelry box could be opened automatically. There was not much jewelry in it. There were just a few
necklaces, earrings, and bracelets. They didn’t look very expensive.
The only one that stood out was a peach shaped crystal pendant, identical to the one Blaine had
donated for auction at the charity dinner.
Was this the real one?
But why was the customized pendant given by the king of Loria to his adopted daughter here?
Braden couldn’t help but become more curious about his lovely wife.
How many secrets did she have?
At the same time, Liam called him.
“So, did those guys talk?”
Braden asked in a low voice, impatient.
“No.”
Liam sighed, “The police said that they all committed suicide when they were in the bathroom!”
“Damn it!”
Braden frowned and cursed in a low voice.
The clue was about to show up, but it was interrupted.
He said coldly, “Keep investigating. Find the person who killed my brother!”
After giving the order, Braden paused for a moment and added, “Get me a copy of Shirley’s file,
public, private, all of it.”
“What, you want her information now?”
Liam was confused.
Braden and Shirley had been married for four years. Wouldn’t it be too late to ask for the information
about his wife now?
When Braden and Shirley changed their clothes, it was already late at night.
Chapter 25 Blocking the Gun for Love
Shirley leaned against the headboard of the bed and looked at the handsome man in the blue robe who
was sitting on the couch, flipping through a magazine.
“Well… I just got a bruise on my arm. You don’t have to stay with me all the time. You should go back
to your home and sleep. Let’s keep a distance as before, okay?”
“You got injured for saving me. It’s my responsibility to take care of you until you recover.”
Braden closed the magazine and stared coldly at the woman on the bed not far away. He said
seriously, “Or do you need me to coax you because you can’t sleep alone?”
“No!”
Shirley crossed her fingers and slid into bed with her back to him. She didn’t want to talk to him
anymore.
Well, he could keep her company if he wanted. Anyway, she was lying comfortably in bed, and it was
not her who was suffering!
As time passed, the lamp on the table gave out a dim light, and the room was quiet and peaceful.
Occasionally, the sound of Braden flipping through the magazine came.
Strangely enough, Shirley, who hadn’t been sleeping well recently, suddenly felt very stable. She had
never felt so relieved before and soon fell asleep.
Braden was a little tired. He put down the magazine, closed his eyes and rubbed between his
eyebrows. His handsome face was as cold as a sculpture, perfect in the soft light.
He looked at the woman in bed.
He could only see her back. She was curling up like a little rabbit, which made his heart soft.
How could such a weak little thing have the courage to protect him?
Braden stayed close to Shirley for fear that she would wake up in the middle of the night, thirsty,
hungry, and unattended, and that the forces that had assassinated him would retaliate.
The enemy tried to kill him again and again. He couldn’t let down his vigilance at all!
Braden took a deep breath, sipped his coffee and forced himself to cheer up.
He took out his phone and surfed the internet. Then for some reason, he clicked on the couple
group of him and Shirley.
The group was usually very lively. Because of the charity dinner, it was so active that it almost
ranked first on the forum.
In the group, there were countless posts, discussions and studies from different angles around the
pictures of Braden and Shirley.
Braden clicked on a random post.
“Cool! Let’s see how capable Shirley was of protecting her husband!”
The content of the post happened to be the video of Shirley kicking the gun, looking heroic.
“Shirley…”
Frowning, Braden focused on the video with a surprised look on his face.
Her neat fighting skills… It usually took ten years for people to reach this level.
Was this the weak and incompetent rabbit he knew?
He even felt that Shirley was possessed by something. Otherwise, how could she be so different?
Most of the followers felt the same as Braden.
“Waah… Waah… Shirley, you are so amazing. It’s so touching to block the gun for love!”
“I suddenly feel that Braden doesn’t deserve her. He’s so weak. Mr. Parker is better!”
“That’s right. I declare that the love between Braden and Shirley is fake, and the love between Ewan
and Shirley is real!”
“Yes!”
“I agree!”
“Right!”
Braden was rendered speechless.
Looking at these comments, Braden was suddenly angry.
He registered an ID at random and retorted, “Do you think a playboy like Ewan deserves her?”
As a result, he was scolded hard.
“You’re jealous!”
“Mr. Parker is different now. He only loves Shirley now!”
“You don’t even have a proper username. You must have registered this ID for insulting Mr. Parker!
Fuck off!”
Braden was so angry that he exited the post. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
In addition to that post, the whole group was filled with similar ones. They all supported Ewan and
Shirley.
It suddenly occurred to Braden that he had read fan fiction about himself and Shirley. It was very
interesting and attracted a lot of fans.
After that fan fiction was suddenly deleted, many people posted to ask for the original text. Braden also
wanted to read it, but he couldn’t find it.
He got impatient and called Liam again.
Braden asked, “Can you restore the posts you deleted when we were in crisis public relations?”
Liam said, “Huh?”
“There is an ID called ‘Summery‘, who wrote fan fiction for Shirley and me. Bring it back immediately.”
Liam asked, “Why?”
What was wrong with Mr. Stewart?
More than ten minutes later, Liam called back.
“Mr. Stewart, according to the technical investigation, we didn’t delete the post. The writer did it herself.
Besides, all the data has been erased and can’t be restored. It seems that someone doesn’t want you
to see it on purpose!”
“On purpose?”
Braden’s handsome face darkened and his desire to see the post grew stronger.