Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1175

Vera was stuffed that meal.

Perhaps it was because of that kiss Vera felt as if she was in the clouds. When Quill asked her again, she admitted that she came before having her breakfast in a pitiful tone and face.

Then... Quill put a lot of food before her on the table and ordered her to finish them all.

"That's too much; how can I eat them all?" Vera complained secretly. If she had known this would happen, she would not have told him that she had not eaten breakfast.

"Finish them. I don't want you to pass out again later."

That left her with no choice. Vera dared not disobey his order and could only keep stuffing food into her mouth. But she was indeed starving. Besides, her Prince Charming prepared this lovely meal. He personally made them, so Vera ate quite satisfyingly.

After she was done, her stomach was a little bloated. She fell back on the seat and leaned on it. She touched her belly, and her expression looked a little painful.

"Are you too full?" Quill asked with a frown.

Vera was just about to say that she wasn't, but she burped just as she opened her mouth. She was shocked and stunned on the spot.

Just now... Had she made that sound? How could she make such a shameful sound in front of Quill?

When she realized what she had done, Vera quickly covered her mouth. Her eyes widened in disbelief, not wanting to look into his eyes.

But she slowly remembered what Quill said to her earlier and that kiss. He said that she needn't be so cautious in front of him; she had really listened.

Perhaps, she could try to make it less awkward?

As she thought about it, Vera coughed lightly and looked at Quill with an innocent look. "It's all your fault that I'm too full now."

In other words, if he hadn't made her eat that much, she wouldn't have burped.

Quill froze for a moment when he heard Vera blaming him, and he looked at her.

Vera was there sitting at the dining table, wearing his shirt. The shirt hung loosely on her. Her hands were flat on top of her thighs, and she nervously grabbed the hem of the shirt. The sun shone in from the windows, beaming on her. There was a touch of pink on her fair cheeks, and her eyes seemed to be shining when she looked at him.

Quill's lips inexplicably curled up into a smile. "Okay, it's all my fault. Shall we do some exercise then?"

Vera's mind was inexplicably filled with suggestive thoughts when she heard the word 'exercise', and her face immediately turned red. However, she knew that Quill's words were not like what she thought. It was just that the meaning became distorted somehow.

Thinking of this, Vera immediately shook her head, trying to shake off the weird thoughts in her mind, and then nodded firmly. "Sure."

The two of them then went out for a walk.

It was a prosperous piece of land; security facilities were set up after the land was built into a private villa area. Non-residents weren't allowed to roam around at will. The only reason Vera was able to come in was that the security guard recognized her.

Many people were still in bed since it was the weekend. There were plants on both sides of the quiet path, and the air was fresh. Then Vera found that people were running at all hours as she had originally thought that no one would run at that hour. She didn't expect to meet a few people coming back from their jog while a few prepared to leave their places.

Then, she began to wonder, shouldn't they get up earlier to jog? Wasn't it hot at this hour?

As she was thinking about it, a pudgy middle-aged man jogged in their direction. Vera saw him coming and subconsciously moved over to Quill's side, allowing him more space to pass. Unexpectedly, the man stopped not far from them, then walked toward them while wiping off his sweat with a towel draped around his neck.

"President Hanover."

"They know each other?" Vera thought. She silently moved a little further away from Quill. Just after she took two steps away, Quill immediately held her hand.

Vera was startled, and she instantly stopped moving.

Probably because they had walked for quite a distance, his palm was so warm that it almost scalded her.

Vera took a deep breath and suppressed her nonsensical thoughts deep down.

Quill looked at the man coming over and nodded faintly. "Mr. Clark, you're here for your morning jog?"

"Yeah, I'm getting old. My wife was complaining that I'm too fat. She asked me to go out for some exercise so that I won't fall ill easily from obesity." After that, he smiled and wiped his sweat, then turned his eyes to Vera. He looked at her and asked, 'And this is?"

Vera, who was suddenly getting the attention, became a little nervous. She subconsciously bit her lip, wondering how Quill would introduce her to others.

Would he introduce her as his girlfriend? Or would he introduce her as his friend?

But soon, Vera felt that the big hand holding herself tightened a little, then she heard Quill speak in a faint yet heart-pounding voice.

"She's my girlfriend. Vera, say hello to Mr. Clark."

Quill looked at his girlfriend as if he was protecting his baby and said softly.

Vera quickly came to her senses and squeezed a smile at the middle-aged man nervously. "Hello, Mr. Clark, I'm Vera Zais..."

Probably because of nervousness, she bowed a little after finishing her words.

Mr. Clark looked at her with an even wider smile. He then nodded approvingly and said, "President Hanover you sure have a good eye. This young lady seems quite lovely. We all thought that you wouldn't get a girlfriend; who would've thought you've secretly found one

Moreover, he looked to be protecting something precious from his posture. He saw from a distance that Quill, who usually wouldn't go close to women, actually took the initiative to hold the girl's hand and even introduced her.

After that, Mr. Clark looked at Vera again and smiled, "How rare. Young lady, you have to cherish it. Not just people in his company, even the employees in our company all fangirl over him." Vera's face was flushing as she nodded awkwardly.

Quill reminded him coldly, "Mr. Clark, should you continue with your jog? We're going for a walk after our meal, so excuse us for now."

He would always keep a distance from everyone. At first, there would be some people who were upset about it, but after seeing that he treated everyone like that, they naturally got used to it.

Besides, he was still polite. Although he gave people a cold impression, he would still greet back if people greeted him. Anyway, no one could replace fault with his manners or etiquette.

Therefore, Mr. Clark immediately nodded and said, "Okay, you two should go ahead. I'll go home first."

After walking for some distance,

Vera couldn't help but lower her

head and looked at how they held. hands. Just some time ago, she was still mad at him; she even went on a blind date. She didn't expect that they would be dating at this point.

She wondered if he would keep holding her hand for the rest of their lives.