They still had that bit of friendship from their childhood in the beginning.

However, since the fiancee incident, their friendship vanished along with it.

Quill did not want her to be close to him.

As the thought crossed her mind, Yulia closed her eyes in pain, but her tone was flat. "You're right. I didn't think it through. Sorry for bothering you."

The call ended, and Quill put his phone away.

As he walked over, Vera took a subconscious glance at him.

"Who was it?"

"Yulia."

Vera was stunned. Yulia? Why did she call him?

Could it be that she hadn't given up yet? Was she planning on doing something?

Seeing his girl stare at him with a quizzical look, he couldn't help smiling as he ruffled her hair.

"Just ask if you want to."

Vera swatted his hand away discontentedly. "I'm sorry, shouldn't you report to me of your own accord?"

Report?

Taken aback, it was the first time he heard her say so, and he suddenly felt as if he was being watched over. However, it wasn't repulsive but warm and secure.

As if he finally had a family of his own.

With that thought, Quill took a few steps forward and wrapped his arms around her neck.

Vera was startled by his sudden approach and stared at him, wide-eyed.

She could feel Quill's warm hand gently rubbing the back of her neck. He leaned his forehead close to hers and said in a hoarse voice, "She called to say something had happened in her company. I told her to sort it out herself."

Hearing that, Vera blinked and suddenly realized he was actually reporting to her.

She was at a loss for words for a moment before she finally said, "I-1 was just saying... Why are you..."

Quill chuckled and said, "Didn't you ask me to report to you? Why don't you just agree to my proposal already? That way, you have a valid reason to keep a watchful eye on me. Hmm?"

"Who wants to do that?! Dream on!" Vera shoved him aside and walked further in.

then that the manager finally came

greeted Quill

"Mr. Hanover."

"Mm."

young lady looking at the wedding dresses, then they flashed a bright smile and said, "This must be

Mrs. Hanover...

the manager's

had she thought she would one

Quill's woman.

nine, but she

and said, "Please show

"

Mr. Hanover. They're all inside; if you'll please follow me, Mr. and Mrs.

the manager in, the word "Mrs. Hanover" kept echoing in Vera's

from the travel agency had addressed her so before, but it was

time.

her mindset was completely different

"Are we not going to choose from the designs

said with doting

"Oh."

gowns outside were already lovely, the couture dresses

pinched herself, and the pain made

It was all real.

these are all

dresses,

fel

You can have a look first, and we'll get our designer to tailor the style of your choice, or you can work with

There were already muslins?

the dresses were. Then again, she would only ever get married once, so

she took her time choosing while Quill stayed by

Quill's phone rang again not too

time, his brows knitted together after answering

opinion on a style she was fond of when she noticed he was frowning with his phone in

amiss, so she walked over

"What is it?"

long time before he said, "I may

for a moment but said hurriedly after some thought, "Are you not feeling well? Why do you need to go

went wrong at her company, then

shocked by

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