When She Unveils Identities

Braden opened the car door and walked out.

“Stop messing around!”

His cold voice was like an imperial edict, instantly quieting the chaotic scene.

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The moment Shirley saw Braden, she was like a bullied child who finally saw her father. She felt a strong

sense of security and tears flowed out

“Why are you shouting at me? My things are still inside. They won’t let me in. I want to get my things!”

Shirley collapsed. She pounded Braden’s chest and vented her emotions without restraint.

Even though Shirley was strong, she was still a woman. When she encountered such dangerous and

terrible things,

she would be fragile.

Somehow, she only showed her weakness in front of him….

“It’s okay. It’s okay.”

Braden was like coaxing his daughter. He pulled Shirley into his arms and gently stroked her messy hair.

He wiped her face, which was full of dirt, and said softly, “Go to my car and sit down. If you want

anything, I’ll get it for you.”

It was rare for Shirley to be obedient. She said softly, “My father’s painting and the map my mother left

behind… It’s

in my bedroom on the second floor!”

“Got it.”

Braden ordered the medical staff beside him to watch over Shirley.

Then, he tied his nose and mouth with a wet towel, held the fire extinguisher, and rushed straight into the

fire….

Everyone present was frightened and shouted, “No, Mr. Stewart, it’s too dangerous. Come back quickly!”

Initially, Shirley was in a panic and only wanted to take back the things that were left by her parents. She

didn’t expect

that Braden would really take the risk of returning to the fire to get them for her.

Everyone’s shouts instantly woke her up. Shirley realized the seriousness of the situation and shouted at

the fire,

“Braden, are you crazy? Come back quickly. I don’t want those things anymore. Come back quickly!”

Braden naturally couldn’t hear it. He endured the thick smoke and blazed a trail all the way, looking for

the things that

Shirley had said.

Fortunately, Gustav’s painting was hanging high and had not been burned. Braden extinguished the fire

around him and took the painting down.

But the map that Shirley mentioned was in the bedroom upstairs. It was quite dangerous to get it…

“Come back, Braden. Don’t go crazy. Come back now!”

Shirley’s voice was almost hoarse.

She could no longer sit still and was ready to rush into the fire.

From afar, Shirley saw Braden walk out of the fire, protecting her father’s favorite painting.

Braden at that time was just like Shirley. His handsome face was blackened from the smoke and he was

in a very sorry state. There were all kinds of burns on his hands, and his clothes and pants were burned

to pieces.

He looked at Shirley, who was looking up at him, and carefully took the painting out of his arms. He said

helplessly, “Sorry, I tried my best. I really can’t find the map you mentioned.”

Shirley looked at Braden’s embarrassed but sincere face, and her tears fell down. She didn’t know what

to say.

“You fool, what if you are burned to death. If you die, I don’t want to live anymore. Do you know?”

She couldn’t care about anything else and directly flung her arms around Braden’s neck as if she had

found the lost treasure again, and she was unwilling to let go.

Braden didn’t say anything.

Braden’s body froze. He held the painting in his hand and didn’t dare to move at all.

He had felt hot in the fire field, but now he seemed to be hit by an electric current, and it quivered from

head to toe.

In his memory, this was the first time that Shirley threw herself at him so sincerely.

In the past, although Braden could feel her strong love for him, she was always timid and kept a distance

from him.

Rarely, Shirley’s passionate love was about to catch up with the fire behind him.

“Alright, stop crying. How can I, Braden, die so easily? I won’t be drowned, nor will I be burned to death.

Don’t

worry.”

Braden patiently comforted Shirley, who kept crying.

Shirley also suddenly realized that she seemed to be… too impulsive. She quickly let go of Braden.

Shirley sniffed and wiped her tears, saying, “Yes, you are like a monster, and you have many lives. You

won’t die… No, you are a cockroach running around everywhere. You can survive everywhere. I really

shouldn’t shed tears for you.”

“Is this the way you repay the kindness to me?” Braden asked with a dark face.

“What else can I do? Give myself to you?”

“I can consider it.”

An ambiguous feeling spread between them in an instant.

They had been married for four years, and it seemed that there had never been such a moment of

mutual affection. It

was also a little subtle.

Sitting in Braden’s car, Shirley frowned and carefully examined the painting.

The painting was still intact, just as vivid as before.

“This is the painting that my dad cherished the most when he was alive. It is Gustav’s ‘Portrait of Adele

Bloch–Bauer I‘ Many big shots in the artwork world are looking for this painting. Some of them even bid

tens of millions of dollars for it. At that time, the Wilson family had a hard time and we needed money.

Dad was not willing to sell this painting. If it was burned this time, I don’t know how regretful I would

be…”

When Shirley said this, she couldn’t help but cry again. She looked at Braden who was concentrating on

driving with

teary eyes and said from the bottom of her heart, “Braden, thank you. I didn’t expect you to be so loyal.”

Braden said coldly, “You call this ‘loyal‘?”

“If it isn’t loyalty, then what is it?”

At that moment, it was the red light.

Braden pulled the handbrake and turned to look at Shirley. His eyes were deep and burning as he asked,

“Do you really mean what you just said?”

“What did I say?” Shirley blushed.

“Tell me, if I die, you don’t want to live either?”

“Of course… Of course, it’s fake!”

Shirley said stubbornly, “The atmosphere was perfect. If I don’t say that, it would seem that I have no

conscience.”

“Is that so?”

Braden revealed a meaningful expression.

The green light lit up. Shirley thought that Braden was going to release the handbrake, but he held her

hand tightly. with his large palm…