The woman in his arms moved uncomfortably and said cautiously, "Mr. Stewart, you misunderstood me. I'm not Ms. Wilson."
Braden's body immediately froze, and his handsome and cold face was full of gloominess. He said coldly, "Who are you?"
"I, I am Pamela Jonathan, the nurse sent by Mrs. Stewart to take care of you."
Pamela had an oval face and fair skin. It seemed that she was good-natured and pure.
Braden's face darkened. He pushed the woman away and questioned in a displeased tone, "How long have you been here?"
"I-It's been a while."
"So, you've always been the one who poured me coffee and chatted with me in the night breeze?"
"Yes, yes."
In order to win Braden's affection, she completely concealed the fact that Shirley had been there and instead said, "You are in a bad mood and need quiet companionship, so I just wanted to listen to you. I didn't expect you to mistakenly think it was Ms. Wilson. I'm really sorry."