Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

It didn't take Quill long to finish settling the matter. By the time he came back, Vera had sat down on the side.

The ward was quiet.

Yulia raised her head and looked at Quill.

"Actually, you didn't have to come deliberately. The hospital has everything. You guys should go back."

Quill walked to her with pursed lips and stared at her wound for a while. He said coldly, "You'd better steer clear of this kind of thing in the future. If you really can't handle it on your own, call the police. There's no need for you to go up close. If your injuries were more serious than this, how am I to explain to your late parents?"

Stunned, Yulia lowered her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think it'd come to this."

On one side, Vera listened quietly and scrolled through her phone aimlessly.

"I rushed forward on impulse when they wouldn't stop fighting, but I really didn't think it'd come to this. If I'd known I'd trouble you guys, I wouldn't have done so."

At that, Yulia touched her forehead and smiled bitterly, helpless, "The doctor said if I don't take good care of my wound, I might end up with a scar."

A scar?

Vera glanced at her forehead. It'd be hard for a girl to accept having a scar on her forehead.

As the thought crossed her mind, Vera's gaze at her became more sympathetic.

Alas, her sympathy suddenly proliferated.

"I knew it. I shouldn't have chastised her like that." Vera thought. If Yulia ever angered her again or said anything high-sounding, she would only reprimand her lightly.

"You guys have something else in hand, don't you?" Yulia said with a smile, looking gentle. "I'll be fine here alone. Go and do whatever you guys need to. No need to stay here with me." Quill looked at Yulia. After a moment of silence, he took out his phone to make a call.

Ernest was a little surprised when he received Quill's call.

"This is rare; you hardly ever call me. What's the matter?"

"Yulia's hurt; she's in the hospital."

Hearing the news, Ernest was stumped for a moment. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows. "Okay, so?"

on her back when we were kids?"

you said, we were kids. What's wrong with me as a brother to spoil her? She's no longer a little girl. Why are you telling me this?" Quill

also regard her as a sister back

understood what Quill was trying to do. He

on. I thought you'd bring Vera along to accompany Yulia. You've finally realized

are you talking

after you since she was a child. Don't you realize she still clings to you

silent

"I didn't notice."

know how hurtful you sound? She has chased after you for so long, yet you tell me you've never

it. Consider me returning a

changed when she saw Ernest come through the door. She felt humiliated, but she could not say a word despite her grievance. She bit her lower lip hard, looking at her

to

to be

was also quite surprised to see him and even

"Ernest."

and said, "You guys can leave.

Quill's call was to him. She had been wondering how long she'd have to stay here, but to her surprise, it

Vera grabbed Quill's hand and

okay to leave Ernest there? Will he think you're an awful friend? Will Yulia

at her series of questions. "If they hate

it'd probably be impossible for Yulia to hate him.

with Quill, so Yulia would probably direct her anger at

go back to the bridal

bit heartless? After all, she is injured and

we turn

you to

chuckled. "Do you want to turn back or go

the dresses!" Vera said firmly, "Call me the Wicked Witch of the West.

pinched her cheek and said, "You'd better stay clear of

"Oh, okay."

them then headed to the bridal

head on her bent knees, devastated, while Ernest sat beside her, looking at

while, Yulia raised her