Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1151

Vera looked very pitiful at that moment.

His jacket hung on her shoulders; her hair was a mess, her face was swollen on one side, and tear-streaked; she looked very grievous.

"You don't want to go to the hospital. What if you're hurt?" Quill tried to lower his voice and asked softly.

"I don't want to go to the hospital, and I don't want to go home either." Vera shrank into her knees and said in a muffled voice, "You can send me to a hotel."

Quill was speechless.

What was this girl saying? Even if they didn't go to the hospital at this time, there was no way he would take her to a hotel either.

After thinking for a while, Quill took her to his house. However, this was his private place. Unlike the usual Hanover family's house that he lived in, there was no servant. Therefore, Vera looked confused when she got out of the car.

"Where is this?"

"My home."

He then stepped forward, carried her in his arms, and walked inside. Vera let him do as he pleased; she was surrounded by his distinct scent. It was just the day before that she decided to never see him again.

But this man saved her during her most hopeless moment; she felt that he was reliable and trustworthy. She couldn't help but sink further into his embrace.

Quill paused and looked down slightly. He obviously felt the change in her as well, but he only thought that she was afraid, so he tightened his arms and said in a low, tender voice. "Don't be afraid. This sort of thing will never happen again."

Vera felt a wave of fear, remembering what had just happened. If Quill had not come to save her, what would have happened to her?

When she was thinking of the possible outcomes, her body trembled unconsciously.

Quill carried her upstairs and placed her on the soft sofa. His movements were careful as he said, "Wait for me here."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Vera suddenly grabbed onto his sleeve.

"Don't go."

The room was so spacious that it was terrifying.

When Quill saw her like this, his eyes dimmed. He said softly, "I m just going to get the first aid kit. I'll be back in a minute."

One minute?

Vera looked at him with doubt. It seemed she was asking, "really?"

Quill nodded.

"I'll be quick."

"Then, then you come back quickly..." After Vera finished, she reluctantly let go of her hand and let Quill get the first aid kit.

When Quill left, Vera looked down and found that her white shoes were stained with black dots. It stood out and made her think of what had happened to her.

Just like these white shoes, she was tarnished by Sheridan.

She must be very dirty at this moment. She remembered him grabbing her arm, tore her clothes, and touched her shoulder and skin.

Images kept appearing in her mind, more and more surfaced. Vera couldn't take it anymore. She let out a scream, and as soon as she got up and wanted to run out, she bumped into Quill. "What's wrong..."

Before he could say anything, Vera took a few steps back and avoided him as if he was a plague.

Quill had the first aid kit in his hand to treat her wounds. He was quick and came back very soon.

But when he came back, he noticed that something wasn't right with the look in Vera's eyes and her expressions.

He was away for only a short while, and she had become like this?

He tentatively took a small step forward.

"Don't come near me!"

As expected, Vera screamed and took a big step back, staring at him with resentment. "Why did you save me? Didn't I say that I would no longer pester you? Didn't I say that you should never appear again? Why did you still save me?"

Quill pursed his thin lips, and the look in his eyes became colder.

"If I didn't save you, who would?"

She lowered her eyes. "Anyone... but why did it have to be you? Why did you have to see me in such a miserable state... I... I'm so dirty now..."

She bit her lower lip, trying hard to block out those disgusting images in her mind, but the more she tried, the more stuck she felt and couldn't get rid of them.

Quill frowned and looked at Vera. Was it because she was emotionally unstable? If he had known that she would become like this the moment he left her side, he would have kept her with him at all times.

"I am so filthy now... You didn't like me before, and now... you must feel that I am disgusting, right?" At this point, Vera gave a depressing smile as she said, "If I had known this earlier, I would have rather lost my virginity than having you to save me."

At first, Quill's heart ached for her, but when he heard her last words, he almost choked.

He squinted his eyes and looked at her dangerously.

What did she mean? Quill was enraged by her stupid words. However, Vera was crying sadly, her mouth was all red, and she looked very pitiful.

Quill shut his eye briefly and looked like he had decided to do something when he opened his eyes again.

"By my character, I wouldn't want to do something like this at a time like this, but..."

As soon as he said that, Quill strode forward, held Vera's chin with his fingers lifting it up with a little force and kissed her.

"Mm..."

Vera was completely frozen on the spot, and her eyes were wide open in astonishment.

In that instance, the disgusting images in her mind vanished, and then her mind became blank. She couldn't think of anything else and focused on the feelings of the moment. That was the warmth of his lips.

Quill's lips were chilly when he kissed her, and it gradually became warm. Then, it became hot like fire; she was almost burned.

She was so shocked that her body trembled, and she fell back feebly. But Quill caught her by her waist and smoothly pulled her into his embrace.

The kiss didn't end; it was deepened instead.

Vera's head was spinning. It was an unforgettable night.

Time passed by, but Vera did not close her eyes the entire time. Even when Quill let her go, she was still stunned and stared at him blankly.

Quill moved his forehead away for a moment before he leaned his forehead into her again.

Probably because he had just kissed her, his voice sounded very hoarse and mixed with desire. His breath gently landed on her face, but it hit heavily into her heart. "Do you still feel filthy?"

What she could see now was only his handsome face and the warmth of his lips. How could she still cared if she was filthy or not?

Quill knew he made the right decision when he saw the look on her face. Moreover, he had realized something crucial; he couldn't stop himself from kissing her for a long time.

He initially wanted to just give her a peck to calm her down and prove to her.

She was not filthy.

But after kissing her, he lost control.

And he was completely out of control that he kissed a frightened girl forthat long.

This gave Quill a headache.

He pursed his lips and spoke slowly again.

"Why don't you take a shower first?"