Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1210

After all, it would be awkward if Dimitri kept calling her Mrs. Hanover the whole trip.

She was only Quill's girlfriend at that moment, and they hadn't even been together for long.

Besides, the two of them had never talked about this before, but it was now directly pointed out. It was really awkward.

Explain?

Quill lowered his head and glanced at the young girl beside him. There were uncertainty and caution in her eyes as if she was afraid that he would be angry.

Quill squinted and pulled her into his arms. He smiled faintly at Dimitri and said, "Everything's fine. Well let you take care of everything."

Vera was flabbergasted.

Quill, he actually... didn't explain. And he didn't deny either?

Not only that, he even pulled her into his arms. Was it... an indirect admission?

No, that's not right. He probably felt that it would be awkward if he denied it on a honeymoon trip. With that thought, the trace of joy in Vera's heart disappeared. "Okay," Dimitri replied happily.

Minerva had paid a lot for the trip and had given it to Vera and Quill. It was basically a one-to-one service. Dimitri would arrange everything and even act as a guide. But he was also witty; he would immediately disappear after he was done introducing the attractions and only reappear when it was time.

The rest of the time belonged to the young couple.

Of course, this was a story for later.

After they landed, they were brought to the hotel in a private vehicle.

Flying long distances was really tiring. At first, Vera was nervous and excited. But after the long journey, she was exhausted, so she had decided to take a shower and go to sleep immediately after arriving at the hotel.

No! She wouldn't shower. All she wanted to do was go to sleep immediately!

However...

Vera was completely dumbfounded when she entered the hotel room.

She stood there in a daze, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.

Quill walked over after changing his shoes and setting down their luggage. When he saw her rooted on the spot, he asked softly, "What's wrong? Didn't you say you were tired? Why aren't you resting?" Vera nearly cried out when she heard his voice.

There was only one bed in the room. Although it was large and could accommodate four to five people, what made it awkward was the big rose petal heart, and the pair of swans in the middle of it.

It was very romantic and would be really appropriate for newlyweds. But they were not. They were just a couple who hadn't been together for long, who happened to walk into such a room. Looking at such a bed, it was difficult not to fantasize.

Vera's fair face gradually turned rosy.

She looked at Quill awkwardly, and she spoke with difficulty. "But... there is only one bed..."

When Quill walked over, he naturally saw the same thing as Vera. A tinge of awkwardness flashed across his face, but it was barely noticeable and disappeared the next second.

Seeing that Vera's face was red, he knew she was obviously embarrassed. Quill smiled faintly, clasped the back of her head, and leaned in.

"What's wrong with one bed? This is a honeymoon trip for newlyweds. Do you think the staff will prepare two beds for you? Or two rooms?" Vera didn't know what to say.

Although he was right, Vera still felt extremely awkward. Seeing Quill was so close to her, she bit her lower lip lightly. "But..."

Quill patted her head. "Don't overthink. Aren't you tired? You can go to bed after you remove the roses."

He said it as if it was no big deal.

Vera thought about herself. She was already distressed before she left, and she even became embarrassed when she saw the bed. Compared to Quill's attitude, she felt a little uncomfortable and thought that she was a disappointment.

Why was she the only one who was nervous while he felt nothing? Did he... have no feelings for her at all?

After some thought, Vera's face turned red again.

She pushed his hand away and went to remove the roses, upsettingly.

Just like that, Vera threw the rose petals that the hotel staff had made into the trash can. She even threw the swans away as well.

While she was cleaning up, Quill said he was going to look at the surrounding environment, and she should take a good rest. Then he left.

Vera was a little unhappy. She wanted to follow, but she had said that she was tired. Quill must have realized that she wanted to rest, so he didn't take her with him.

After Vera took a shower, she laid on the bed and sighed as she looked at the ceiling.

Would anything change after this trip? Why did Quill seem so calm to her?

Countless questions ran through Vera's mind, and she gradually fell asleep.

Vera hadn't expected that she would

get

sleep until the next morning. Perhaps she had slept for so long that she started to feel restless, She would flip over and pull the quilt now and then. In the end, she wrapped herself in the quilt.

The air conditioning was on in the room, so Vera would wrap herself in the quilt when it was cold. After some tossing and turning, she fell onto the floor. Then, Vera woke up in pain.

She rubbed her aching body and got up. She was surprised to see the morning sunlight.

She was a little confused.

What was going on? It was already almost dusk when she went to sleep. Shouldn't it be nighttime when she woke up? Could it be... it was already the next day? Vera quickly looked around, only to replace that the room was empty, and so was the bed.

The pillow next to hers didn't look like it was used.

Vera jumped onto the bed and sat there in a daze.

She hadn't expected that she would sleep until the next morning, and Quill didn't seem to have slept here last night.

So where had he gone?

Vera was stunned for some time. She took out her phone and saw that Quill had sent her several messages.

One of them was, "I'm staying next door. Call me if you need anything."

Next door? Vera's expression changed slightly. The day before, he had asked if she thought that Dimitri would prepare two rooms for them. Who would've thought that he had gotten himself a separate room silently?

For some reason, Vera felt her heart slowly sink after knowing this.

It wasn't that she wanted to share a bed with Quill badly. But he was acting as if he didn't want to be in the same room with her...