Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Quill frowned and looked at Vera in front of him. He didn't expect that she would eavesdrop on his phone call and now, he had to bring her along? He wanted to refuse her.

"Don't you want to stay by Minerva's side?" Vera was taken aback for a moment before biting her lower lip. "Right now, Minerva has Juliette by her side. I'm curious if they have really found Young Master Yardley." Quill licked his thin lips and after a moment he answered, "I got the information from a reliable source, but I'm not sure if he's alive or dead. You can't stick your nose into this." "Don't worry!" She quickly raised both of her hands as a sign of assurance. "I definitely won't tell anyone about this. I just want to follow you and take a look." "Let's go," he said indifferently as he walked in front of her.

Upon seeing this, she crept up to follow him.

She followed him and got into the car. Maybe because of nervousness, her head hit the door when she tried to get in the car.

It made a loud thud. She banged her head so hard that she was seeing stars. She took two to three steps back and fell onto the cold floor.

Quill looked back and saw this scene. He frowned and stared at her, but he still sat there like a statue.

She was embarrassed. She quickly got up from the ground, clapped her hands to remove the dust from her palm, and then got back into the car as if nothing had happened. "Ahem, well... I was just thinking about something. That's why..." She did not finish her sentence, as she realized that Quill was giving her an icy stare; there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Sit down. Be quiet." Vera didn't dare to say more; she didn't even dare to take a deep breath. She could only silently straighten her body and look forward. She was dumbfounded. This matter was very important to Quill, and it was also very important to her. She shouldn't behave so casually. All of a sudden, she felt that she was a little annoying.

After the car started, the atmosphere in the car fell into complete silence.

She had been thinking about the conversation between Quill and that person. She also wanted to know how Young Master Yardley was.

She really wanted to meet Maddox as soon as possible. If she could see that he was safe and sound, then Minerva would definitely be delighted. "Please ensure Maddox's safety. Minerva is so weak, and now, she is pregnant. She cannot withstand this kind of torment." Vera has been putting her hands together, praying all this while.

Not knowing how long the car had been driving, it finally stopped. She poked her head out and glanced around. Quill, who was behind her, said coldly.

"Get out of the car." She was so frightened that she trembled and quickly opened the door.

This time, she moved very carefully to ensure that she did not hit the car door. After her feet stepped on the ground safely, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

A man with a flat top haircut named Jerry, who was guarding at the door had been looking in their direction. When he saw Quill, he walked over quickly.

"Mr. Hanover, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." He frowned and asked indifferently, "Where is he?" Jerry glanced at Vera, who was behind him and quickly withdrew his eyes. He whispered, "Please cwith me." Quill walked up to him and Vera was following behind them.

"When we found him, his body was full of wounds, and his face was also bruised." Upon hearing this, Quill paused.

The reason why he didn't want to inform Minerva immediately was that he was afraid that they might get the wrong person, or that they would find a corpse, which would upset her.

Instead, it was better for him, as her older brother, to cand take a look first. Before coming here, he had been keeping silent. In fact, he was thinking that if they really found a corpse, then he would make a prompt decision and deal with it directly without Minerva's knowledge.

After that, he would pretend that nothing had happened. For his sister, he was willing to be the villain.

Now, hearing Jerry's words, Quill breathed a sigh of relief. The other party didn't stammer, indicating that he was alive.

As for the injuries on his face...

"Are the injuries serious?" "It's too serious. Perhaps when he landed on a remote island nearby, he was probably caught on the tree branches or injured by ssharp stones. There was a very deep wound on his face and his body is also covered in wounds. We saw that his injuries were too serious. We were afraid that he would die, so we sent him to the nearest clinic." "Great job." Quill nodded and gave Jerry an approving look.

He felt a little proud at Quill's praise.

"Thank you for your compliment. I was the one who gave the idea. He was really losing too much blood and I happened to know that there was a small clinic nearby, so I made the prompt decision to let them bring him here." "Alright," Quill responded.

However, Vera, who was following them, felt very uncomfortable. According to Jerry, wasn't Young Master Yardley's face severely hurt? Wouldn't that leave a scar in the future? Thinking of this, Vera forgot that he had warned her not to talk nonsense before coming here. She directly asked, "Is the injury on his face very serious? What did the doctor say? Will it leave scars or something?" This question actually made their hearts jolt. Just a moment ago, Jerry, who had been proud of himself, becdepressed after hearing Vera's words.

"The doctor had examined his face and he said that it would definitely leave a scar." "What?" Vera exclaimed: "How could this be? If there is a scar on his face, doesn't it mean..." Minerva would definitely die of heartache if she knew about it.

Her exclamation drew Jerry's attention. He responded to her with dissatisfaction, "There no other же way He is considered lucky to be шаупнелы alive with such a serious scar. It's not realistic to expect that it wouldn't leave a scar."

"But it shouldn't be on the face." Vera still felt sorry for Minerva. The scars on the body could be covered by clothes. How could he hide the scars if they were on his face? The more Vera thought about it, the more she felt sorry forthem.

Unknowingly, she lowered her head. She didn't even know that the people in front of her had stopped and she still kept walking. Thus, her head smashed into them. Thud! Vera's forehead ached, and she took two steps back. When she looked up, she saw Quill staring at her angrily.

He pursed his lips; his expression was one of extrdispleasure.

"What are you doing?" Vera shook her head and reached out her hand to cover her painful forehead.

"I'm sorry." He retracted his gaze.

"Sir, the man is inside. The hospital asked us not to send too many people in, so I won't go in with you. I will be guarding outside." said Jerry. "Alright." Quill nodded. He raised his head and pushed the door open.