When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden)
Chapter 417

Chapter 417 It's Good That It's Legal!

Shirley looked up at Braden, her expression turned to a sober one, but in the end, she couldn't resist the power of alcohol. She felt dizzy and confused.

She stumbled out her hand and pointed at Braden's nose. She turned to Ida and said,

"Ida, look, this ... this is Braden, my scumbag ex-husband. Look at his appearance, he is good-looking. In fact... in fact, he is not a good person. I have long wanted to kick him far away!" Shirley said intermittently and was really ready to kick Braden hard.

"Hey, Ms. Wilson, be careful!"

Ida hurriedly tried to pull her, but she couldn't. Shirley lost her balance and fell directly into Braden's arms.

"What? Are you using the alcohol to throw yourself into my arms?"

Braden seized the opportunity to wrap his arms around her slender waist, his thin lips curling into a faint smile as he teased.

"Of course not!"

Shirley's cheeks had been red because she was drunk. At this moment, she inexplicably felt her face hot. She wanted to break free from Braden's arms like a loach. "You are such a shameless jerk. I would be disgusted even if I touched you.

How could I throw myself into your arms? Let go of me!"

"You are so drunk, and you still talk like this. Are you tired, Yelrihs?"

"I'm not drunk. I'm very sober. Besides, not only do I talk like this, but I can also hit you. If you don't believe me, you can try!"

When Shirley said this, she punched and kicked Braden.

Just now, Nate and the others were weak. They looked tough, but in fact, they didn't even take a hit. At most, she only exercised her muscles and bones. She was disappointed that she had nowhere to use her strength. Since Braden now voluntarily sent himself to be a human sandbag, then don't blame her for being violent!

However, maybe because Braden had secretly learned from an expert, he cleverly avoided her several attacks, making their positions even more intimate.

In the end, Braden simply carried her up and walked out of the bar.

"If you're drunk, just calm down. I'll take you home."

Braden looked down at Shirley in his arms who looked unconvinced. His tone was strong but gentle.

"Braden, let me go. If you have the ability, fight me!"

Shirley stomped her feet like a duck, feeling very unconvinced.

She might lose in a quarrel, but she could not lose in a fight. There must be something wrong in the middle. She refused to accept it!

"Okay, go home and fight with me slowly. This place is not suitable for you to fight."

Braden was like coaxing a child, his eyes full of love.

"Okay, you said it. We will go home and fight..."

Shirley had drunk too many beers, and her head was dizzy. In addition, Braden's embrace was quite warm and strong, just like a cradle. It made her feel at ease. After a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in Braden's arms.

"Wait a minute!"

Ida stood at the side, as if she was watching a real-life romantic drama. Seeing that

Braden was about to take Shirley away, she came back to her senses and chased after him.

"What's the matter?"

Braden stopped his tall and handsome figure and asked coldly.

"Mr. Stewart, you... you can't take Ms. Wilson away!"

Ida mustered up her courage and said.

"Why cant I?"

"Because, because you are not supposed to be so close to each other. You took her away with ill intentions!"

"You are a good friend, but she should have told you about who I am."

"Ms. Wilson told me that you are her ex-husband, and... you are very scum. She will never forgive you."

"Is that so?"

Braden glanced coldly at Shirley in his arms. His eyes were full of oppression and pride of a winner. "That was in the past. Now... we are legal husband and wife."

"This..."

Ida was speechless for a moment and lowered her head silently.

It seemed to be like that. Just now, Shirley said that she and Braden had gotten their marriage certificate, although it was possible that Braden had used a one-sided plot.

But legally, the two of them were indeed husband and wife. As an outsider, she did not seem to have the right to interfere!

"So, can I take her away?"

"Yes!"

Ida nodded heavily.

Braden also nodded. On the surface, he looked cold and elegant, but in his heart, he was very proud.

Tsk, it was so good that they were a legal couple.

Braden carried Shirley all the way to his limited edition Rolls-Royce, and his assistant, Liam, had opened the back door.

"Mr. Stewart, is Mrs. Stewart alright?"

Liam asked nervously.

Because this place was the darkest and most dangerous area in Seatie City. He was afraid that something would happen to Shirley, so he had mobilized more than a hundred people to wait for Braden's order to flatten the entire dock.

"It's nothing. She is drunk and beat up a few strong men in passing, and almost tore down the bar."

Braden said seriously. He gently carried the sleeping Shirley into the back seat and put her in peace.

"Pfft!"

Liam was quite serious, but he couldn't hold back his laughter and said meaningfully,

"Mrs. Stewart doesn't change at all. She will never disappoint."

"Cut the crap and go back to the Stewart's house."

Braden glanced at Liam coldly and urged him in a low voice.

"Okay!"

Liam nodded immediately and went to the driver's seat to start the car.

The Sutor Wharf was rugged and the road was full of potholes. Even if it was a luxury car, it would be a little bumpy when driving.

Shirley slept soundly. When the car suddenly rolled over a stone, her head hit the car door due to inertia. It hurt so much that her tears almost came out.

"It hurts!"

She frowned and murmured pitifully.

"Sorry!"

Braden was full of self-blame. His slender fingers gently rubbed the place where she had been hit and he gently coaxed, "It's alright. It will be fine after gentle rubbing." "Oh, it really doesn't hurt anymore. You treat me so well!"

Shirley was half asleep and half awake. She treated Braden like a pillow, her head on his legs and her hands hugging his waist tightly.

Braden sat upright, as if someone had pressed a button on him. He didn't dare to move at all, fearing that he would disturb her if he moved. 'You... Do you really think that I treat you well?”

He asked the gentle and soft woman in his arms carefully.

"Yes, of course, you are good to me!"

Shirley buried her head in Braden's arms and nodded softly. "You can give me a feeling of family, so I am willing to marry you and become your wife."

"You are finally willing to face your true heart. In fact, I..."

Braden was about to reveal his true feelings to Shirley, but Shirley's next words almost made him spit blood.

"You are not like my slag ex-husband. He looked good on the surface but was bad in fact. Although you have an ugly face, you have a beautiful heart. I am very lucky to be your wife!" The shy confession of Shirley.