Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 549

Vera stopped and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

Did she hear it wrongly?

Prince Charming was actually asking her if she had woken up? Wasn't she dreaming? Why would Prince Charming ask her such a question?

Thinking of this, Vera blinked her eyes, but she still couldn't come back to her senses. Perhaps, she still had alcohol from the previous night in her system, thus she was confused.

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, Quill thought of what had happened the night before. He pursed his thin lips and closed the book with a snap.

With a bang, Vera sobered up quite a bit.

No, if it was a dream, how could it feel so vivid?

Besides, the look in Quill's eyes seemed to be a little cold.

What was going on?

Vera bit her lower lip and got up from the ground. She felt a little embarrassed when she got up. The night before, she fell asleep in her gown. At this time, when she got up, the strap fell, revealing her snow- white collarbone. Even the material on the front became a little loose, which made her skin below faintly visible.

Quill's face sank slightly and he looked away in time.

After standing up, Vera still felt dizzy. She held her temples and muttered to herself.

"Why do I feel... that my head is so heavy?"

"Where is this place? This is not my room..."

"Am I not dreaming?"

After talking to herself for a while, Quill suddenly scolded her in a cold tone, "Adjust your gown."

"Wear it properly."

Hearing this, Vera lowered her head subconsciously, only to replace that her dress was in a miserable state now. Her face changed dramatically and she quickly reached out to pull up the strap. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

It was not a dream, was it? Otherwise, why would my Prince Charming be so aloof?

Thinking of this, Vera placed her fingers on her arm and pinched herself hard.

She did not expect that it would hurt so much, thus she cried out.

"Ouch!"

It was indeed not a dream!

If so, with her gown in such a state, had Quill seen her exposed skin? Oh no, would Quill think that she was doing it on purpose?

Thinking of this, Vera's face turned pale and she bit her lower lip.

At this time, Quill had already come up to her.

She raised her head and looked at Quill with a slightly embarrassed look. Her feet, which were stepping on the cold floor, subconsciously retreated a few steps. "I'm sorry... Mr. Hanover, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to..."

Quill's eyes darkened and he glared at her.

"You didn't mean it?"

Vera was taken aback. After a long time, she finally said, "I have no intentions in seducing you."

Quill did not speak, but stared at her with his pair of dark eyes. There was no emotion in his eyes, which was a little scary. Vera did not have the courage to face him, thus she could only bow her head. However, just as she lowered her head, her chin was suddenly pinched by a pair of hands.

The next second, she was forced to raise her head.

Vera opened her eyes wide and she looked at Quill in front of her in disbelief.

Her heart began to beat wildly.

"Calm down. I have to be calm," she reminded herself.

Quill leaned forward slightly and Vera's eyes widened in an instant. What was going on?

Did Quill fall in love with her after being with her for one night? Was he going to kiss her?

Thinking of this, Vera was not only excited but also nervous. She slowly closed her eyes and then subconsciously pouted her lips.

However, the kiss she anticipated did not happen.

Vera felt a little disappointed, thus she opened her eyes and saw Quill staring at her expressionlessly.

Her lips twitched, only to replace that she had just done something stupid.

"Do you like me?" Quill asked while pinching her chin.

His voice was gentle and had the unique charm of a middle-aged man. She had always found his appearance very attractive, thus when she observed him closely at this time, Vera felt that her soul was going to be absorbed by his eyes.

"Just admit it!"

"If not now, then when will you get the chance to confess?"

It was as if there was someone shouting in Vera's heart. Just as she was about to call on courage to nod and admit it, Quill's voice suddenly became indifferent.

"Stop liking me."

"Huh, what?" Vera stuttered and asked.

Quill looked at her with a cold glare, pursed his lips together and let her go.

"Minerva is my long-lost sister whom I've finally found after much difficulty. All I need to do for the rest of my life is make up for her loss. Therefore, I won't waste my time on other women."

Vera was a little flabbergasted, but she felt that she could understand his thoughts. Nevertheless, she still swallowed a mouthful of saliva and explained, "But Minerva doesn't need you to take care of her all the time. She also wants to live her own life and she also hopes that you can start your own family."

"This doesn't mean that you can take advantage of such reasoning either."

The ruthless retort made Vera's face turn pale and her lips trembled. "I, I don't mean to take advantage of this reasoning. I just..."

"You should know what to do. I've made it very clear!"

Vera lowered her eyes. Her vision had already become blurred and her nose felt sour. She was resisting the urge to cry.

She was really ridiculous. What was she fantasizing about?

He was the mighty President Hanover. How could he be interested in such an ordinary woman like her?

Although she had a good relationship with Minerva, this did not mean that Quill would like her.

Thinking of this, Vera bit her lower lip stubbornly and clenched her fists angrily.

She suddenly raised her head and huffed, "So what? You are right. I do like you, but I absolutely have no intention of taking advantage of the situation to pursue you. Also, listen up clearly. Me liking you doesn't have anything to do with whether you like me or not. So, as long as you don't respond to my feelings, then you can't say that I'm taking advantage of the situation! What right do you have to say that?" Quill was speechless.

He frowned and looked at the lady in front of him, who was trying to argue with him. Her hair was in a mess because she had just woken up, but her eyes were surprisingly bright at this time.

How could she be so stubborn as to believe that what she had done was right?

In the past, he had been this stubborn before, but that was a long time ago.

Seeing that he did not speak, Vera gritted her teeth and said, "You don't have to refuse me now. Although I like you, I have never confessed to you, thus your refusal is invalid! I will pretend that I did not hear it today!"

Quill narrowed his eyes.

The more Vera spoke, the angrier she became. Her whole face was flushed and her eyes were wide open as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Humph, I haven't even confessed so how can you reject me?"

After that, she stretched out her hand and wiped her tears. She quickly cheered herself up.

"Thank you for taking me to the guest room last night. I'm going back now."

Quill retracted his gaze and said in a cold voice, "Go ahead."

Vera sniffed and suddenly glared at the suit on his body. "Take off your blazer and lend it to me."

"Why?"

Vera pointed to the clothes on her body. "Do you want me to leave this place in such a state?"

Her gown was in a terrible state after a rough night. She indeed couldn't leave the place like this. Quill thought for a while and said in a low voice, "I'll ask the servants to bring you some clothes." "No!" Vera suddenly lost her temper and pointed at him. "I want your blazer as compensation for hurting my feelings!"