Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1377

Vera wanted to call an Uber for her?

Yulia's face turned grim in an instant. She gritted her teeth, unbuckled the seat belt, and got out of the car.

"Forget it. If you don't like me sitting here, I'll get out of the car."

Seeing that, Vera put away her phone and smiled, "Really? Okay, if you say so."

After that, she sat at the back of the car instead of the front passenger seat.

The atmosphere was tense.

At least Yulia thought so. She subconsciously glanced at Quill and thought he'd at least say something for their families' sake even though he didn't like her.

But she was let down because there was no pity in Quill's eyes when he looked at her. He just said lightly, "I've spoiled Vivy. Your place is not far from here. Just take a cab home. You can claim it from the company."

After that, Quill put the groceries away and left.

Yulia continued to stand on the pathway even after the car was gone.

At first, she tried her best to hold it back, but after a while, tears flowed down like a never-ending waterfall.

All her grievances poured out in that instant.

Yulia crouched down on the pathway as her whole body trembled.

Meanwhile, Vera looked out the window unhappily as she sat in the back seat, remaining silent.

The atmosphere in the car was suffocating.

Looking at her angry face from the rearview mirror, he was inexplicably pleased, not the slightest bit upset.

It was because she was jealous.

To Quill, any seats in the car were the same. He didn't have that kind of mindset.

Nor would he have the slightest idea that the front passenger seat could not be offered to anyone simply.

His thoughts would not alter regardless.

So he was surprised that Vera would be so upset that she refused to speak to him.

At a red light, Quill said, "I have something to tell you."

Hearing this, Vera's eyes moved. Her anger had not subside, so she said coldly.

"I don't want to hear it."

As soon as she said that, she thought of their latest fight. He had wanted to explain, but she wouldn't listen to him, leading to a misunderstanding between them. Her wilfulness nearly ruined this relationship.

Thinking of this, Vera changed her words, "I don't want to listen to what you have to say for now. You can only speak after three minutes!"

Quill held back his laughter, "Alright, let's start the countdown."

Vera didn't bother doing so. She had simply come up with this idea to avoid confrontations too soon.

She was truly angry, but she knew she couldn't be as willful as she was that time.

She had to, at least, replace out the whole story before she made any decisions.

Quill's words earlier showed that Yulia was the one who wanted to sit in the front passenger seat. Since she and Quill were friends, it would be awkward for him to reject her. She couldn't blame him for this. Perhaps she was a little petty.

She really didn't like Yulia now.

If Yulia had no relations with Quill, Vera could indeed be her friend. But if she also liked Quill, then the relationship between them would not be so simple. Regardless, it was better not to be friends.

Moreover, the words Yulia said, including that text, made Vera feel sick, to say the least.

Hence, Vera wouldn't force herself to accept Yulia.

Three minutes passed quickly. Quill only said to her after checking the time.

"Three minutes is up. Can I speak now?"

Vera snorted and said, "What do you want to say?

Just say it."

"I'm the one who asked her out."

Hearing this, Vera's eyes widened, "What?"

"But I just wanted to clarify some things with her. About my engagement with her."

Was that so? Vera pursed her lips. Then she thought of something.

"If there had never been an engagement, then why would she..."

"She was mistaken. She already apologized."

"She did?"

Vera didn't expect this but still felt something was wrong.

Why did she deny it so quickly? The rumor spread like wildfire in the company. There was no way Yulia hadn't heard about it. Why didn't she deny it at that time; why now? Moreover, she even asked that question as she sat in the front passenger seat.

All of that felt like Yulia was showing off.

Yes, that was for sure.

Yulia was showing off. Vera could see from her gaze that she didn't look the least remorseful but rather upset at her.

She was mad at her? But what for? Quill was the one who claimed he didn't know about the engagement. Their families never made it official nor exchanged any keepsakes. So that meant the engagement was not valid.

Then why was Yulia mad at her? Because she had stolen Quill away from her?

Thinking of this, Vera asked, "Do you

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think Yulia will really give you up? You two have known each other for so long, after all. If she likes you, she must have liked you from long ago." en.swhovels.net

Vera guessed correctly.

Two people who grew up together would either dislike each other.

Or developed feelings for each other as time went by. They may not have realized it when they were young, but what about when they had reached adulthood?

Quill did not answer Vera's question immediately.

Because he was not sure himself, therefore he just mumbled, "Whether she gives up or not, nothing will change."

Hearing that, Vera was stunned for a moment. Then she soon let it go.

Yeah, what mattered was Quill's feelings for her. Why should she care about other people?

Instead, Vera should be proud that someone fancied her man. It meant Quill was a capable man. Besides, she could not control other women's feelings but only how she perceived the matter. So, what was important was that they live blissfully together.

As the thought sank in, Vera no longer held on to it.

But one thing still lingered in her mind.

"If she wants to sit in your car in the future, you can't let her take the front passenger seat. Do you know it's reserved for your girlfriend?"

Ha... As expected, this was what bothered her.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Vera

tugged at his ear, "Did you hear me?"

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"Okay, got it, Quill helplessly grabbed her hand, "I'm driving. Don't do that." "Why didn't you answer me then? Be honest; you regret choosing me over her, don't you? She is the daughter of the Maxwell family and far more capable than I am. I don't have anything nor know anything."

"Vivy, love cannot be compared like this. Do you like me because of what I know and have?"