Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1126

She did not quite understand the rules of these upper-class people.

She just saw the man drink three glasses. If she didn't respect him, she might make things difficult for Quill, so she also drank as the other party did.

"No, you're doing great." Quill glanced at her indifferently. "However, don't drink too much."

She was speechless.

"Hey, President Hanover, are you worried about Miss Zais?"

"How rare. President Hanover never brought women to attend banquets before. Now, he will get worried about women. He doesn't even let her take a sip of wine."

Everyone teased Quill. The people present were all worldly-wise men. How could they not see that he was different from before? If it was in the past, they would not dare to make fun of him like this. They were afraid that he would stare at them coldly and leave them alone before they could finish their words.

However, that night, probably because there was a female companion with him, Quill would not get angry no matter how everyone made fun of him.

There was even a faint smile in his dark eyes.

"Mr. Hanover is not willing to let Miss Zais drink it. Why not... you drink it for her?"

What? Quill was drinking for her? How could this be possible?

Vera was about to say something, but Quill just smiled faintly and then really drank up her wine in front of everyone. Originally, she wanted to say something, but seeing this scene, she couldn't say anything. She stood in place and looked at his profile, unable to say a word.

She was shocked in her heart.

Obviously, everyone was deliberately making fun of him to let him drink the glass of wine. He could have refused it with his status. Even with just a look, everyone's disturbance would not continue. But he...

Her heart stirred, and the light in her eyes trembled slightly.

Although she didn't know what was going on and why he suddenly became like this, she... she didn't want to ask why, as long as he was willing to accept her.

Next, after everyone was sure that Quill would really drink the wine for her, they began to toast him crazily. However, he did not refuse and drank a lot.

It was not until later that Vera finally realized that he had drunk too much. She wanted to go forward to stop him, but she was a little scared.

However, he seemed drunk already. She had no choice but to brace herself to go forward.

"Don't drink anymore. It hurts your stomach if you drink too much."

"Oh..."

When the people around heard this sentence, they all followed and teased her.

"You are worried..."

"Then let's not get Mr. Hanover drunk."

"How can that be? It's a rare day. How often do you guys get the chance?"

Vera said, "Don't drink anymore!" Her tone became a little harsh, and her little face was full of worry as she looked at Quill. He tilted her head to look at her and nodded after thinking for a moment, he spoke. "Alright."

"I won't drink."

When Vera heard the last sentence, she breathed a sigh of relief and finally relaxed.

However, the others looked disappointed. Some of them still wanted to go forward and propose another toast, but Quill's gaze stopped them. It was only half way through the banquet.

Despite this, because Quill had drunk too much, Vera asked to leave in advance.

When she was about to go up to help him, he whispered, "I'm fine."

"Is it really okay? Then can you walk on your own?"

"Yes."

His steps were really steady, but the smell of alcohol on him was particularly heavy. His eyes were not as calm as before. Vera followed him and saw him accidentally hit his head. There was a loud bang!

It was only then that she suddenly realized that he might really have drunk too much!

He wasn't drunk! It was just that he had drunk too much! His brain was not clear!

Although his steps were very steady, he still hit the door of the car. If it was the usual Quill, he would not make this mistake.

Vera wanted to run forward but couldn't because of her high heels. She simply took off the shoes and carried them in her hand. "Are you alright?"

He leaned against the car. He must have felt a little pain from the collision, so he leaned on the car to rest.

When she came to his side to ask, he looked up at her, and his eyes were deep and bright.

"I'm fine. I just have a headache," he said.

"You are already looking like this. Why would you still say you're fine? Let me take a look at it for you?"

He pursed his thin lips and opened the door. "Get in the car first."

He didn

want her to see era had to get in the car. As she clim

the car and put her shoes dow he had already gotten in.

It was Nash who was driving the car. Once he saw that both of them were seated, he did not speak a word and drove the car.

After getting into the car, Quill leaned against the back of the seat and closed his eyes. His handsome face was expressionless. His aura was a little cold, and he smelt like alcohol.

Vera tried to hold back her worry, but she couldn't control herself and asked in the end.

"Where did you hit just now? I'll check it out for you."

He remained motionless in his original position, sitting there in a cold manner.

It was silent in the car.

Vera thought, d*mn it, at least reply to her. Even if he didn't need to, just said it. If he didn't say a word, it would make her feel awkward.

However, thinking of the wine he had

drunk at the banquet, she let it slide.

Since he was willing to kiss her indirectly, why would she mind about this? Who cares if he's aloof, why not take the initiative. Content.

Thinking of this, she lifted her legs into the seat and sat cross-legged. Then, she slowly supported her body and leaned toward Quill's direction.

The smell of alcohol on him got heavier as she got closer to him. When she saw him drink glass after glass, it didn't seem to be much. However, many people toasted him.

He drank a lot.

No wonder he would hit his head and sit here motionlessly. He must be dizzy.

After getting close to Quill, she saw that his forehead was red. His eyes were shut and his breathing was heavy. She did not wake him up but reached out her hand to touch the wound on his forehead.

When her fingers gently touched the wound, he suddenly opened his eyes, and came eye to eye with Vera, who was inches away from his face.

She was shocked and lost control of her hand that she pressed hard on his forehead.

Before he could respond, she got

scared and quickly lifted her hand and explained nervously, "Well... I just wanted to check on the wound for you because you hit your forehead. If you don't rub it, could..."

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The more she said, the brighter his eyes were. She was frightened when being stared at by his piercing eyes, so she quietly withdrew her hand back. "Well, since you don't want to, then let's... Ah!"