Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Forty minutes later.

Everyone involved was brought to the police station. A few drunks kept mumbling for more alcohol while those who assaulted Vera were questioned separately.

Vera had completed her report with the police. She sat on a bench alone, and her face was burning in pain. A kind policewoman wrapped sice with a towel and gave it to Vera to soothe her pain. Vera thanked her and quietly nursed her wound as she sat there.

Although she had been saved, she was still traumatized. The incident earlier was truly horrifying.

If... Ernest hadn't arrived, she would probably...

Thinking of this, Vera closed her eyes and didn't dare to imagine further.

Suddenly, her phone rang, and it frightened her. She pulled it out and saw that it was a call from the restaurant.

She had been gone for so long and hadn't return, they must be worried sick about her.

Vera took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"Hello?" Vivy? Are you all right? Why haven't you cback from the delivery yet? Did something happen?" Mabie stood by the phone and hurriedly asked Vera a few questions. David was beside them and urged her, "Ask Vera where is she right now!" "Yes, yes, Vivy, where are you right now?" Vera shot a glance around her and prepared to sound calm.

"Mum, I'm fine. I'll be back soon. You're in the restaurant with Dad, aren't you? There's nothing to worry about." Vera held back her tears and tried to speak in her usual tone. It didn't sound troubled, but she did tremble on swords.

"Are you really okay?" Vera knew that her parents couldn't see her right now but she still forced a smile on her face and said, "I'm really okay, Mom. You guys don't have to worry about me. I just passed by a jewelry shop and the jewelry looked nice, so I decided to do a little shopping. Don't blme for being lazy, all right? I'll talk to you guys later." Vera quickly hung up the phone, fearing that she would be exposed if she spoke further.

Not long after hanging up, she heard a rush of footsteps approaching her direction. Vera didn't think much of it and continued to apply ice to her face. She looked down and stared at her toes. Suddenly, a pair of shoes appeared in front of her. She was stunned for a split second, and just as she raised her head, the person placed their hand on her shoulder.

The man's scent shrouded her. Vera absentmindedly looked at the man who leaned over as he placed his hand on her shoulder, scrutinizing her.

"Are you all right?" She didn't speak.

Vera's pale lips trembled, and she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

He was very handsome, and his usually calm eyes were now looking anxious. It was obvious that his breath was unstable as he spoke to her, and she could feel his warm breath on her cheeks. Quill.

Vera called out his nin her heart and it took her a bit of tto react. She opened her lips and asked, "You... Why are you here?" Was she dreaming? Was she hallucinating? Quill, whom she hadn't seen for several months, actually... appeared in front of her eyes? Quill frowned. Seeing she wasn't answering his question, he pursed his lips unhappily and grabbed her wrist, leading her outside. Vera reeled her head in shock and looked at her wrist. She was being strung along by Quill like a puppet.

As they walked out, they happened to run into Ernest, who was walking towards them.

When Ernest saw his usually calm friend gripping onto a girl's wrist and pulling her out of the police station, he couldn't help but smile.

It seemed that the things Quill told him before simply weren't true.

He merely casually told Quill about the incident, and he already showed up within ten minutes. Ernest wanted to greet him, but the look on Quill's face clearly showed he wasn't in the mood for pleasantries.

Ernest didn't mind that. Seeing that Quill ignored him, he spoke to Vera instead.

"Since you're done with your police report, you are free to leave now. I have something to attend to; President Hanover will see you home." Vera opened her mouth to say something, but she hadn't a clue on what.

An idea then cto her mind, and she stopped walking. She would not go any further.

Quill felt her hesitance and turned around with a frown.

"You should go to the hospital now." Vera shook her head and pulled her hand away inch by inch. "I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm fine." Her wounds weren't serious. She only felt dizzy from the slap earlier. Other than the swelling on her face, she was fine.

Quill was speechless.

He took a deep breath and patiently explained to Vera, "Let the doctor have a look and let them decide if you're alright." Hethen took a step toward her and went to grab her hand again.

Vera took a few steps back reflexively and avoided Quill's touch.

Ernest, who was watching from the side, raised his eyebrows at the scene. He was planning to leave, but now it seemed that things were about to get heated, and he wanted to see things play out.

Vera was already traumatized from the incident earlier, and now Quill had shown up. She found that very strange but she quickly put two and two together.

The reason Quill was here was because of Ernest; they knew each other.

"Do you know Mr. Lowell?" She looked up at Quill's face, making eye contact with him.

Quill stayed silent. This was the first tshe looked at him directly after she said she wouldn't bother him anymore.

Seeing that he remained silent as if he planned on staying so, she asked, "Say something. You guys know each other, don't you?" She was determined to get sanswers. She turned to look at Ernest. He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment and turned away. "Mm." Quill admitted it.

Vera was stunned on the spot.

He had admitted? Her eyelashes trembled. "Why?" "Is it because I'm your sister's best friend? Or was it because you rejectedand thought I looked pitiful, so...

you wanted to show skindness to me?" It was clear that Vera was referring to the restaurant.

Ernest had stayed to watch the scene unfold, but now he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He didn't expect Vera to ask about the restaurant. He should've left.

Facing Vera's questioning, Quill

pinched the space between his eyebrows and took two steps toward her. He said in a spix voice, "Don't do any more deliveries. You're a woman and it's dangerous for you to do deliveries." Was he choosing to avoid the question?

Vera sneered and said, "Who are you to even say those things, President Hanover? How am supposed to survive without doing deliveries? Not everyone is lucky to be born wealthy like you!" X