He didn't look good, and he looked even bedraggled after being drenched in the rain. However, he stood stock still, composed. The corner of his lips twitched when he saw Vera coming out. Then, he took a step forward, but she subconsciously took a step back.

Hence, Quill's footsteps came to a halt.

"Vivy."

He called out to her in a hoarse voice, with anguish in his eyes.

What was the meaning of this?

Vera hadn't a clue, but she didn't want to know at the moment either. Only one thing mattered to her.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Quill thought Vera was referring to the birthday celebration earlier, so the fact that someone had told Vera Yulia was his fiancee did not cross his mind.

Thus, his mind was only focused on that, and there was a long period of silence before he replied, "I didn't know how to tell you."

After all, it was his most traumatic memory.

No matter who, no one would be willing to relive their past trauma.

The same went for Quill. However, everything that day happened too quickly for him to react.

Nevertheless, he regretted it after he left, but Vera was no longer in the restaurant when he went back for her.

It wasn't until he heard the staff talking about the effort Vera expended that Quill realized how much she wanted to celebrate his birthday.

Unfortunately, she didn't know about his past, and Quill never expected his past trauma to resurface. However, he had to grab the bull by the horns now.

If so, he was willing to be completely honest with her, but that was a tall order indeed.

First of all, he didn't want to rehash the trauma.

Second, he didn't like bringing up his past for no reason.

However, this time, he was here to make it clear, once and for all.

Quill about Yulia. Did he mean it was hard for him to tell her he had

What an amazing excuse...

heard

pieces.

how to tell me?

fiancee? Then...

the receptionist knew about this, that wouldn't that have meant... the company was

him, Vera found it ridiculous while

times, silence was

would mean

circumstance, his silence meant the vindication of her

and Yulia's engagement was real, and she was a bona fide

retreat; her gaze at Quill faded into

You can

each other, Quill witnessed the

without reason, and he

to explain. I know you're mad, but please give me some

reply. "No, there's

upon hearing Vera's

not willing to listen to his

Let go of me." Ashen- faced, Vera struggled to break free of Quill's grip as she

he let go of her. "If

said he was coming back. She immediately forcefully flung his

From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!

fool? He

was the first time Vera had been so mad in front of Quill, shucking off any semblance of

this, Quill needn't

so dramatically, he would have controlled himself

can we give it

he was at fault as well, Quill did not

that." Vera took a few steps back. Grim, her gaze aimed straight at the floor, ruthlessness enveloping her as

herself into the role of the mistress and lost every

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