Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

He didn't look good, and he looked even bedraggled after being drenched in the rain. However, he stood stock still, composed. The corner of his lips twitched when he saw Vera coming out. Then, he took a step forward, but she subconsciously took a step back.

Hence, Quill's footsteps cto a halt.

"Vivy." He called out to her in a hoarse voice, with anguish in his eyes.

What was the meaning of this? Vera hadn't a clue, but she didn't want to know at the moment either. Only one thing mattered to her.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Quill thought Vera was referring to the birthday celebration earlier, so the fact that someone had told Vera Yulia was his fiancee did not cross his mind.

Thus, his mind was only focused on that, and there was a long period of silence before he replied, "I didn't know how to tell you." After all, it was his most traumatic memory.

No matter who, no one would be willing to relive their past trauma.

The swent for Quill. However, everything that day happened too quickly for him to react.

Nevertheless, he regretted it after he left, but Vera was no longer in the restaurant when he went back for her.

It wasn't until he heard the staff talking about the effort Vera expended that Quill realized how much she wanted to celebrate his birthday.

Unfortunately, she didn't know about his past, and Quill never expected his past trauma to resurface. However, he had to grab the bull by the horns now.

If so, he was willing to be completely honest with her, but that was a tall order indeed.

First of all, he didn't want to rehash the trauma.

Second, he didn't like bringing up his past for no reason.

However, this time, he was here to make it clear, once and for all.

As luck would have it, Vera was asking Quill about Yulia. Did he mean it was hard for him to tell her he had a fiancee? What an amazing excuse...

Vera sniffled and heard her heart shattered to pieces.

"You didn't know how to tell me? So... It's true then." Was Yulia really Quill's fiancee? Then... Was she really a homewrecker? If even the receptionist knew about this, that wouldn't that have meant... the company was privy to this? She was the only one kept in the dark.

At the thought of her constantly visiting Quill at his office and even taking Yuila to the hospital with him, Vera found it ridiculous while everyone else looked at her like she was a mistress. However, Quill did not say a word in reply to her question but remained silent.

Most times, silence was a terrible thing.

Because it would mean a tacit admission.

Under that circumstance, his silence meant the vindication of her doubts.

Boiling it down, Quill and Yulia's engagement was real, and she was a bona fide homewrecker! Vera started to retreat; her gaze at Quill faded into nothingness.

"I see. You can leave now." As they weren't far from each other, Quill witnessed the hope in Vera's eyes flicker out.

Panic well up in his chest without reason, and he subconsciously grabbed her wrist.

"It happened so suddenly, so I didn't have a chance to explain. I know you're mad, but please givestime." Vera shook her head in reply. "No, there's no need forthat. Just leave." Quill frowned deeply upon hearing Vera's reply. "Why not?" Was she not willing to listen to his explanation? "No reason. Let go of me." Ashen- faced, Vera struggled to break free of Quill's grip as she forcibly stepped back. Quill was pushed further into his guilt trip when he saw Vera's swollen eyes, so he let go of her. "If you don't want to listen totoday, I'll cback tomorrow." For sreason, Vera's anger flared when he said he was coming back. She immediately forcefully flung his hand away.

"Don't ever cnearagain. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other! We're over!" What did he take her for? A fool? He still wanted to cback the next day?! This was the first tVera had been so mad in front of Quill, shucking off any semblance of propriety. Her eyes widened with fury, bloodshot as well.

Seeing her like this, Quill needn't anymore proof Vera was infuriated.

If he'd known she would react so tically, he would have controlled himself better.

"Vivy, can we give it a rest?" Although he was at fault as well, Quill did not think it was serious enough to lead to a breakup.

"Don't callthat." Vera took a few steps back. Grim, her gaze aimed straight at the floor, ruthlessness enveloping her as she said, "Hearing it from you makessick." From the moment Quill admitted he had a fiancee, Vera had slotted herself into the role of the mistress and lost every bit of respect she had for him.

Her anger completely robbed her of her verbal filter.

Quill didn't expect her to speak so harshly; he stood there with a deep frown on his face.

"You're going to break up withjust because of this? You won't even hearout?" Just because of this? Vera latched onto those words keenly, and she shot an incredulous look at Quill. Well, of course, he'd think that this wasn't a big deal as he wouldn't be the subject of vicious gossip.

Either way, she was adamant on breaking up with him, so Vera did not spare Quill any mercy.

"You're right, I'm going to break up with you because of that. You don't om think it's serious, bux! do! So much so that I never want to see you again! I'm done with you, President Hanover, so please leave!" Meanwhile, Mabie and David were eavesdropping behind the door. They exchanged glances, their breath on hold.

As they never expected Vera to lash out at Quill, so harsh and flinty.

Quill stood as still as a statue as he looked at Vera, and he could see the flames of fury in her eyes.

However, he couldn't wrap his head around it. He was indeed at fault, but it didn't warrant a breakup, did it?

"Leave!" Vera shooed him away, "I don't want to see you ever again. Why are you stiff standing here like a bad penny?" Quill's mood wasn't great, to begin with, and it only got worse after

Vera's words. "Are you sure you want to do this?" "One hundred percent. Get the kielbout of my face." In truth, Quill was so mad that he face." really considered leaving right away, but he decided to walk closer to her after a moment's thought.

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