When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden)

Chapter 212 What's His Purpose?

"What?"

In the dim moonlight, Shirley looked at Braden's broad back and hesitated, "I'm afraid that's not good, is it?"

"Hurry up. If you didn't come up, I would leave you here alone."

Braden urged with a cold face.

He knew that he couldn't stand for too long with his dislocated leg. If Shirley continued to stand still, he wouldn't be able to carry her even if he wanted to.

"Okay, then I'm coming. Since you're not bothered to do it, I won't say anything else."

After saying this, Shirley threw her slender arms around Braden's neck and lay on his back.

"Hold me tightly."

Braden reminded in a low voice and tried his best to stand up. He was tall and couldn't help but shake slightly because of the weight.

Shirley held her breath and didn't dare to move. She asked softly, "Well, are you okay? Why do I feel that it's very difficult for you to carry me? It seems that you're going to fall to the ground." "I... I'm okay!"

Braden gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

The bones in his left leg seemed to be broken. When he took a step, his bones and flesh seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, which was extremely painful.

His forehead, back, and palms were all covered in a cold sweat because of the pain.

But he couldn't stop and let Shirley find out about it. He climbed step by step in the direction of the road as if he was being tortured...

"Braden, are you really alright? Why do I feel like you're trembling?"

Shirley lay on Braden's back and held her breath, asking carefully.

She felt that something was wrong with him but didn't dare to ask too much in case he would think she was worried about him.

"What can happen to me? Do you think I'm as weak as you?"

Braden used all his strength and pretended to be calm. He even joked, "I was wrong. You can't be weak. You're as heavy as a pig!"

"You are talking nonsense. I weigh less than 110 pounds. You are too weak and even sweat heavily for carrying a woman. Being so tall is useless!"

Shirley was so angry that she punched Braden twice.

She thought she shouldn't have worried about him. Braden was an egoist and wouldn't care about her if anything was wrong with him. He even said Shirley was as heavy as a pig, which meant he was

fine!

The two of them stopped bickering. Braden held his breath, endured the pain, and finally climbed

onto the road.

He fumbled for the car door, opened it, and slowly placed Shirley in the back seat, saying, "Sit in the car and see if there are signals. Call someone to save you right now... You're so heavy. I don't know how much you've eaten in the past four years. I just don't want to waste time here."

"What are you talking about? If I get someone here, I won't ask for your help even if you want to help me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shirley quickly took out her phone to check. Seeing the signal bars, she shouted excitedly at Braden, "There're signals! What's your passcode? I'll get someone here immediately!"

Braden didn't say anything. He covered his left leg with his hand, looking very miserable.

His fingers had been drenched in blood.

"Why don't you speak? What's your phone passcode?"

Shirley looked at Braden and urged him anxiously.

Braden had wanted to grab the phone and unlock it himself, but afraid that Shirley would find out that he was injured, he paused for a while and then said in a light voice, "000809.” "000809, right? Okay!"

Shirley quickly entered the passcode to unlock the phone but soon found that the numbers were a little familiar. "Well, does the passcode have any special meaning? Why do I feel it's a little familiar?"

"There's no special meaning. Hurry up and make a call!"

Braden was about to break down. He broke out in a cold sweat with pale lips because of the intense

pain.

"Oh!"

Shirley could not figure out why the passcode looked familiar. With no time to think about it, she quickly dialed a number.

The phone was quickly connected.

"Ewan, it's Shirley. Are you free now? Come to Ebonwood Forest Cemetery to pick me up."

On the other end of the line, Ewan was looking for Shirley anxiously and almost went to the

Stewart's place. Receiving the call of Shirley, he became extremely excited.

Ewan and Shirley talked happily over the phone, but Braden couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed the phone and shouted, "Cut the crap. She's injured. Come quickly!"

Only then did Shirley realize that Braden's hands were covered in blood.

She suddenly became nervous and rushed over to ask, "Braden, you... why are you bleeding? Are you injured too?"

"I'm fine."

Braden quickly withdrew his hands.

"How could you say that you're fine with so much blood? Tell me where the injury is!"

Shirley turned on the flashlight on the phone and checked Braden's body. She found that his left leg had been soaked in blood with dislocated bones and an obvious wound... "Your leg!"

Shirley covered her mouth, unable to believe her eyes.

It was a shocking scene. She couldn't imagine how he climbed up step by step with her on his back and a broken leg. She thought he must have endured great pain when taking each step! "I've said I'm fine. Stop looking!"

Braden snatched the phone back again.

He had been hiding the injury all the way because he didn't want her to see him in such a sorry state.

But she still saw it, which embarrassed him a lot!

"I'm afraid the dislocation is not just caused by a sprain. The bones might be broken, and I must fix

your leg immediately. Otherwise, you would be disabled... Let me fix it for you first!"

Shirley immediately took off her clothes and wanted to help Braden with a simple treatment. "Ouch!"

But she forgot that she was also injured and could not move at all.

"You should treat your leg first!"

Braden tottered and held Shirley's injured leg in his hand. Then he took her clothes and fixed them

simply.

"Don't worry about me. Your injury is much more serious than mine. You..."

"Shut up!"

Braden prevented Shirley from moving. He had experience in dressing a wound and helped her bind up her leg.

But as he looked at the bright red blood with a fishy smell, he began to feel dizzy again and felt like throwing up...

"Braden, you won't faint again, will you? Wake up!"

Shirley shook Braden who lay on her legs with worry, feeling helpless.

She thought, hasn't his blood phobia been cured yet? How could he faint at this critical moment?

But thinking that he had suffered so much pain all the way by carrying her on his back, Shirley had mixed feelings.

She wondered, why couldn't he be ruthless? Why did he save me with no thought of his safety? What's his purpose for doing that?

When Shirley was lost in thought, Ewan rushed over as fast as he could.

"You two..."

Seeing Shirley and Braden, Ewan immediately felt a little displeased.