Chapter1117 Willing to wait


    Mrs. Knight and Myra were stunned.


    What the hell was this kid smoking, why did he say such a borderline word in the cold.


    "Franklin, what are you talking about, hurry up and eat." Myra kicked the child under the table.


    The child knew she had said the wrong thing and immediately lowered her head, picking at the rice in


    her bowl.


    "I don''t mind if your mommy wants to." Suddenly, Brayden replied in a low voice, ncing across at


    Myra.


    Myra was not Franklin''s real mother, but a child picked up by Mrs. Knight. And he was also


    overwhelmed by anger at the time. When I thought about it, the child was so old, how could it be Dolly''s


    own.


    "Uncle, are you serious?" Franklin suddenly lifted his head and looked straight at Brayden.


    Suddenly, Mrs. Knight also stopped her chopsticks, waiting for Brayden''s answer. Myra, on the other


    hand, had an embarrassed and expectant look on her face.


    Brayden was silent, because he knew that it would take some time for this woman to ept him.


    He was supposed to be joking, right? It was just to liven up the atmosphere.


    When Brayden didn''t say anything, Myra''s eyes shed with a hint of sadness.


    Goodness, what the hell was she expecting, what sparks coulde from someone she had only met


    twice?


    Myra shook her head and continued eating her food, pretending that nothing was happening.


    "It''s true, it''s just that your mother won''t marry me." Brayden looked at Myra, his eyes a little bleak.


    He didn''t know why Dolly had suddenly lost her memory, but he was willing to wait it out until she got it


    back.


    "Poof!"


    Instantly, all the rice in Myra''s mouth spurted out, just in time, and sprayed on Brayden''s face. Mrs.


    Knight and Franklin were both stunned.


    "Well, I''m done eating, so I''m going to my room." Mrs. Knight said suddenly.


    "I''ve finished eating, too." Franklin rushed to escape.


    At the table, Brayden and Myra were the only two people left.


    "That, sorry, I didn''t mean to." Myra rushed to Brayden''s side, picked up the napkin next to him and


    wiped the man''s face.


    Brayden looked at the woman in front of him, full of affection, Myra suddenly felt a little embarrassed,


    and her hand unconsciously shook a little.


    "That, Mr. Kirnd, I''m sorry, why don''t you go wash your face." Myra hurriedly said.


    If he continued to look at her, her whole face would have to be red outside the universe.


    "Okay, then you can wash it for me." Brayden whispered.


    Instantly, Myra was confused. What kind of reasoning is that? What''s the point of having someone else


    help him wash his face? Just when Myra was still hesitating how to refuse him, Brayden made a strong


    effort, pulled Myra up and walked to the bathroom.


    "Help me wash my face." Brayden repeated.


    Myra was a little hesitant and embarrassed, but looking at the dirty face, or her own work, Myra finally


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    picked up the towel next to her, dipped it in some water, approached Brayden, stood on her tiptoes, and


    wiped the man''s face.


    Brayden half-crouched, trying to level with the woman to make it easier for her.


    Myra scrubbed very carefully, from lips to nose, to eyes, and forehead, every ce several times.


    People in the city are not like people in the mountain viges, they are very careful and clean. This is


    what Mrs. Knight told her before.


    Familiar eyes, familiar face, familiar smell, familiar feeling ......


    The woman in front of him, Brayden heart moved. He deliberately put his face close to the woman,


    Myra froze for a moment, then resumed his previous expression and continued to rub.


    Maybe it''s too long to smell the woman''s body, Brayden some impatience. Suddenly, he tightened his


    grip on the woman''s waist, and Myra looked up at the man, somewhat shyly.


    In an instant, a sloppy kissnded on Myra''s thin lips. brayden looked at Myra, somewhat lost in


    thought, Myra closed her eyes, somewhat enjoying herself.


    She herself did not know why she suddenly kissed this man.


    But Brayden tasted the love of a woman from this kiss.


    "Ding ding ding ......"


    Suddenly, Myra''s cell phone rang. The woman hurriedly opened her eyes and ran out.


    "Myra,e to work early tomorrow, there are more things to do." The supervisor''s voice, coldly.


    I wonder what kind of problem the supervisor is up to again.


    Myra''s eyes shed a hint of helplessness.


    "What''s wrong?" Brayden walked over slowly.


    "Nothing, I just have to go to work early tomorrow." Myra replied in a low voice.


    Brayden had heard Franklin say that Myra worked as a cashier in the supermarket, and, it seems, was


    often bullied by others.


    Brayden clenched his fist in his hand.


    The next morning, Myra was gone, Franklin went to school and Mrs. Knight went to the garden. Only


    Brayden was still at home, looking like he had nothing to do.


    After the dinnerst night, Mrs. Knight treated Brayden as her own family, she knew that he liked Myra,


    Myra also liked him, and Franklin was also very satisfied with the man''s presence.


    The man looked at his watch, and with a satisfied curve at the corner of his mouth, he went straight out


    the door.


    "Oh, if it isn''t Mr. Kirnd, you are here, sorry to wee you!" One of the leaders in the supermarket


    hurriedly greeted ingratiatingly.


    The store manager was not in, so Brayden had to go to these few remaining leaders.


    "This supermarket of yours, it''s quite hot." Brayden deliberately said.


    The leaders did not know what Brayden meant, so they could only go along with his words.


    "Okay okay." The leader nodded his head frequently.


    "I just don''t know, you leaders, how are you treating your employees? If not, I can manage for you, I


    have always advocated that management should be humane." Brayden deliberately said.


    A few leaders were frightened by his words. If this is really managed by him, then the whole


    supermarket, there are still what they have to do? Who does not know that Brayden''s resources are


    good as hell.


    "Mr. Kirnd, don''t worry, we''ve always been very humane to our employees, never harsh." The leader


    hurriedly exined.


    Brayden sneered.


    "Myra, what the hell is wrong with you? What happened to the things you were told to set out


    yesterday, why are they like this today?" The supervisor, who was not far away, started to find fault


    again.


    Myra lowered her head and helplessly listened to the supervisor''s count, with an unconvinced look on


    her face.


    "Is this what you call humane? In public, how can you call this humane?" Mr. Kirnd growled in a low


    voice.


    Several leaders next to him wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads, their bodies trembling


    continuously.


    "Mr. Kirnd, she just arrived, she doesn''t know what to do, I will definitely talk to herter." A leader''s


    voice, some fear.


    "No, I''ll handle it myself." Saying that, Brayden walked straight over.


    "Supervisor, Myra wasn''t the one who put it up yesterday."


    "Yeah, these things, you obviously put them up yourself."


    "Shut the hell up! And again, all of you, get the hell out of here!" The supervisor yelled.