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.

that the

manager immediately greeted Quill when they saw

"Mr. Hanover."

"Mm."

Quill's gaze to find a young lady looking at the wedding dresses, then they flashed a bright smile and said, "This must

Mrs. Hanover...

flushed at the manager's address

in her life had she thought she would

Quill's woman.

already on cloud nine, but she didn't let

said, "Please show us some

"

all inside; if you'll please follow me, Mr.

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

addressed her so before, but

time.

completely different in these two

she asked, "Are we not going to choose from the designs outside?

took her hand and said with doting eyes, "Silly

"Oh."

right. Although the gowns outside were already lovely, the couture dresses were

wasn't dreaming, she pinched herself, and the pain made

It was all real.

these are all

wedding dresses,

fel

get our designer to tailor the style

There were already muslins?

she would

she took her time choosing while Quill

again not

brows knitted together after answering

she was fond of when she noticed he was frowning with

so she walked

"What is it?"

for a long time before

for a moment but said hurriedly after some thought, "Are

Quill denied. "It was a call from Yulia. Something went wrong at

shocked

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