Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Quill put away his phone and held her hand.

"Let's go, aren't you tired? Go get some rest."

Vera stood still and pushed him hard. "Answer me. You should be at work at this time. That was Secretary Sharpio, wasn't it? Did something happen in the company? I'm fine. You don't have to deliberately come here just to accompany me. You should go back. The company is more important..."

All of a sudden, everything went dark before her eyes, and her lips were sealed.

Vera tried to push him away, but Quill grabbed her wrists and clasped them behind her back. Then he bent down and kissed her more forcefully. One second, two seconds...

After God knows how long, Vera was dizzy, and she clung to Quill's arms feebly. Then, he carried her in his arms and walked toward the bedroom.

By the time Vera came back to her senses, she had been placed on the soft bed, and Quill was helping her take off her shoes.

As her snow-white feet were being held in his palm, Vera's face couldn't help but blush, and she

subconsciously wanted to pull back her feet.

Quill grabbed her foot and raised his eyebrows to look at her. "Are you afraid of me?"

Vera shrank a little and shook her head. Once again, she tried to withdraw her feet. Wasn't she kissing a while ago? How had she ended up on the bed... Did he want to do something here?

Just as Vera let her imaginations run wild, Quill had already let go of her, and then pulled the quilt aside to cover her.

"Sleep well," Quill said.

He placed his warm palm on her cheek. Then, he gently ruffled her hair.

For some reason, this action reminded Vera of her father.

Because her father liked to ruffle her head gently like this when she was little, with a kind expression and a loving smile on his face.

It didn't feel out of place when her father did it. But when she saw Quill pursing his lips and doing this expressionlessly.

It felt weird no matter what.

Cough, cough...

away and said with a red face, "What about you? Are you going back to the

on you,"

"Huh?" Vera asked.

want me

deliberately lowered his voice, making him sound seductive, as if he was

head and said, "No, you still have so many things to

say so much. Just close your eyes and

Vera replied, "Oh."

It made her felt uneasy, so she opened her eyes again, and as expected,

her

kept staring at her, she would definitely not be able to

also roughly understood her predicament but didn't express anything when she turned around. He sat quietly beside

noiseless in the room. At first, Vera could hear the sound of their breathing. Later,

were completely closed. She could not hear a single

vigil by her side. He

a while. After confirming she was fast asleep, he got up and tucked

sleep, Vera felt as if something soft had fallen on her forehead.

soon, that

didn't think about it, and soon

the quilt, and sat up. She saw that it was already dark out the window, and there was a conversation coming from the living room. She yawned as she got up, put on her slippers,

combing down her bed head, yawning as she went. Why was she still so sleepy?

because she saw a tall figure in the living room. That person was sitting on the sofa. His long

Quill!

finally regained her senses. She remembered Quill had come to her before she went to bed. She didn't expect that he would still

out looking like this. Even Vera needn't look in the mirror to know how sloppy she looked right

was fortunate that Quill was talking with David, and

into her room

are you standing there like a fool? Go and wash up

sneak into