Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Was Quill acting like this because she wanted to leave him? However, it wouldn't change the fact that Quill was engaged even if he had changed.

Vera closed her eyes and allowed the hot water to wash over her, letting her feel as if her troubles were far away.

Just as she was ready to leave the bathroom, she noticed the numerous hickeys Quill had left on her neck as she walked past the mirror.

Thinking of his actions earlier, Vera gnashed her teeth, infuriated.

That b*stard! Vera wondered if he would continue to kiss and hug her when she went out. How could he continue to be so intimate with her after they'd broken up? She couldn't even get over it just thinking about it.

Thus, she simply froze in place inside the bathroom.

After a while, a knock cat the door.

"Vivy." Quill's voice sounded through the door. "Cout when you're done. I'll help you dry your hair." He wanted to dry her hair for her? Vera waved her hands dismissively. Quill's precious hands were much more suited to signing billion-dollar contracts and drying his fiancee's hair.

Thus, Quill called out to her again when she did not reply. It was only then Vera reluctantly answered, "Wait, I'm not done." Then, she remained standing in the bathroom. Fixed on the hickeys on her neck, she wondered how to hide them. There was nothing in the bathroom, and none of her clothes were high collared.

Just as Vera was grappling with her thoughts, the door was pushed open. Startled, she never expected Quill to barge in.

She shouted, "How dare you barge in? What if I was showering? You can't just walk in as you please. What if you saw..." "So what if I saw?" Quill moved closer, grabbing her wrist. "I've already seen everything I should and shouldn't, so what's the big deal?" "You!" Vera was infuriated, wanting to fling his hand away.

"Since you're done, then go out and dry your hair lest you'll catch a cold." Vera wanted to refuse but swallowed her words at the sight of Quill's dominance. Then, she reluctantly followed Quill out of the bathroom. After that, Quill dried her hair with a towel before he blow-dried it. The sound of the hairdryer was comforting, and the air was warm.

As her hair progressively dried, Vera grew rather sleepy. As soon as Quill finished drying her hair, Vera laid her head on the pillow.

Quill put away the hair dryer only to find Vera had fallen into a deep slumber.

Quill was baffled at how worn out she looked despite sleeping a lot on the train.

However, he didn't think further but pulled the quilt over her and watched her in silence as he sat at the side of the bed.

After a while, he took out Vera's phone and scrolled through the call log and messages. It was all blank.

She'd silently changed the SIM card and erased everything on her phone. She sure was ruthless.

It seemed like she was determined to break up with him, but Quill wouldn't let her go no matter what.

She was the only love in his life, and he believed everything between them could be solved. So if anyone had to give in, he was more than willing to be the one.

With this thought in mind, Quill tucked an errant lock of hair on her forehead away with a gentle gaze.

"Sweet dreams." The next day.

Vera felt as if she had slept for a century. She turned over blearily and felt as if she was touching an arm. She slowly opened her eyes, only to be met with a closeup of Quill's face.

Asleep, his dashing face was indifferent, and his lips were pursed into a thin line. The top of his shirt was unbuttoned, giving Vera the feeling that she was looking at something deliciously forbidden. He was breathtaking.

Vera swallowed hard at the thought before she cback to her senses. How could she be distracted by his looks at this moment?! No! This was the best chance for her to escape.

"Quill!" "Quill Hanover!" Vera called to him while frantically waving her hands in front of his face. However, Quill did not respond, so Vera waved even harder.

Yet Quill remained fast asleep.

Then, Vera smirked. Perfect! She should hurriedly find her ID and purse while he was still asleep.

She would not let him find her so easily after she left this time.

With that thought, Vera snuck out of bed and tiptoed barefooted to the other side of the room.

Quill had put everything on the bedside table by his side before going to bed.

Vera glanced at him in surprise when she only spotted his phone and wallet on the table, but not hers.

Could it be that he'd hidden her purse and phone before he went to bed? Where could he have hidden them? Vera could only rummage through the drawer on the side, but that would make noise.

Vera kept an eye on Quill as she opened the drawer as gently as possible. After making sure he was e still dead asleep, Vera confidently continued her search. After searching through a couple of drawers, she still failed to find her belongings.

Reluctant to give up, she searched all the places she had did the night m before and even the bathroom, yet her belongings were still nowhere to be found. After searching high and low, Vera bec maddened.

Where had that a*shole hid her purse and ID? She had turned the room upside down, yet to her surprise, Quill was still dead asleep, so Vera felt that she couldn't let such a good opportunity slip.

After another bout of searching, her gaze fell on Quill's sleeping form.

She was even suspecting he could've hidden her belongings underneath his pillow or quilt.

After sthought, Vera climbed into the bed and used the flashlight on Quill's phone to searche upderneath the quilt. However, not only did she fail to find her belongings, but she was also captivated by the sight of his abs.

Vera stared at them, drooling for a while before she cback to her senses. How could she?! Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, a domineering force clasped her wrist. Startled, Vera wanted to pull her hand back, but the grip only tightened.

"Why did you stop?" X