Vera ran downstairs again, and she was starting to catch her breath. So before approaching Quill, Vera first found a place to calm herself down.
About ten seconds later, Vera felt that she could breathe as usual.
She walked forward with small steps.
Quill had his car parked downstairs. Because he had waited for quite a while, the engine had long been turned off. He was still sitting in the driver's seat with the window lowered halfway. The silhouette of the car was revealed under the streetlights. His handsface was hidden beneath the shadow of the car.
In the distance, this was the scene that Vera saw.
His temperament was calm and restrained; it made people feel at ease at the sight of him. Vera used to think so, but now... she felt that the man in front of her might not have a heart. No, he did have one, only for his sister.
It was impossible for others to even get a piece from him.
Vera walked over to him with difficulty.
Noticing the sound, Quill gazed at her coldly.
Looking into his eyes, Vera felt a sense of fear in her heart, but she still walked over despite the fear.
"Pre... President Hanover" Quill frowned, and he began emanating an unpleasant aura.
Vera subconsciously tucked her neck. She thought that Quill was upset because Beanie did not follow her down. She wanted to take Beanie down. After all, he had made it so clear to her.
If she didn't bring Beanie down, she would really look like a particularly thick-skinned person. "Beanie... He's not willing to cdown no matter how I persuaded him." Vera twitched her lips and finally bit the bullet and said, "Why don't I talk to him again tomorrow and persuade him to go back?" Quill did not reply. He looked at Vera in silence. His gaze was so deep that no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a long while, Quill pursed his lips. "He will be in your restaurant during the day?" Vera nodded dully.
"Got it." After that, when Quill was about to leave, Vera's phone rang. She looked at it and thought that it was a little strange for Sam to call her.
She wanted to take it, but Quill was here. Vera noticed that Quill didn't seem to want to leave.
But Sam was in the hospital; he might have called her for something urgent.
In the end, Vera answered the phone.
"Hello?" Her tone was cautious, probably because Quill was in front of her.
"Are you home?" Sam's voice could be heard at the other end of the call.
Vera nodded subconsciously. "Yes, we're at my home." "How do you plan on coming to the hospital later?" Sam asked directly.
Vera was shocked for a moment and then said, "I'll probably get a cab?" After all, she had not yet bought herself a mode of transportation. She could only take a cab to the hospital at such a late night. Besides, it's not hard to get a cab nowadays. "You're a girl. It's not very safe to take a cab at night. Sendthe address and I'll pick you up." Vera didn't know how to respond to Sam's offer.
Because it was late at night, and the surroundings were silent, Quill could hear Sam clearly even though Vera hadn't put him on speaker.
Quill's gaze beccolder.
Vera had her lips twitched awkwardly. "Well, I don't think it's necessary... You're still in the hospital. It's very troublesto drive back and forth. I can take a cab myself." "It's just a small matter. Remember to sendyour address." After hanging up the phone, Vera noticed that Quill still hadn't left yet. She thought that he was obsessed with taking Beanie with him. However, he had also said that he understood. Vera thought that what he was going to do next was to drive away.
She hadn't expected him to still be here.
She didn't know what he was thinking, but she didn't want to talk to him anymore. So she turned around and intended to leave directly. Unexpectedly, Quill voiced out.
"You want to go back to the hospital to accompany Minerva?" Hearing what he said, Vera stopped for a second and then nodded.
"Get in the car," said Quill.
Vera was stunned, thinking that she had heard wrong.
He had asked her to get in the car? Does he intend to send her back? "President Hanover?" Vera asked in confusion.
Quill said with a poker face, "Aren't you going to the hospital? I also have something to do there. Might as well." Alright, it appears that he also needed to go to the hospital.
No wonder. Otherwise, why would Quill send her back to the hospital intentionally? He could not wait to stay further away from her.
Finally, Vera got in the car and called Mabie, asking her to look after Beanie for the night while she back the next day. Mabie agreed immediately and then asked before hanging up.
d to the hospital and cet "Are you in Beanie's uncle's car now?" Vera peeked at Quill, who was driving, and whispered a hum. She covered her phone just in case to prevent him from hearing the conversation.
But soon, Vera found that it was useless because the car was deadly silent, and Mabie's voice could still be heard.
After that, Vera thought of countless plans; she rolled the window down quickly.
The cold wind ruthlessly drifted into the car. Vera didn't notice for a moment, and her hair was blown into a mess. Because of the cold, the wind was like a knife blowing on her face.
"F*ck Vivy, what are you doing? Why can I hear the wind so loudly?" Vera took the opportunity and said, "Mom, I can't talk right now. I'll call you tomorrow. Bye." After that, she hung up the phone quickly and then put it in her bag.
Because she had just rolled down the window, Vera did not dare to close it immediately, so the wind kept coming in.
Quill frowned. "Are you not cold?" Vera shivered for a second. How could she not be cold? She was freezing to death, but she still shook her head to save her face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'm a little warm." Quill was speechless.
Quill glanced at Vera through the rearview mirror.
He suddenly remembered the day when they were abroad. It wasfreezing outside but she wore very little. Then she even went out with him, and she was almost frozen to ice. Later, she had a fever.
Quill didn't want to expose her for acting stubborn, but he thought that Vera might get sick and he had seen how she suffered with his own eyes. Thinking of this, Quill directly rolled the window up.
Vera had already prepared to brace the coldness, with a determined met look, for another three minutes before rolling the window back up. Then, she would act as if nothing was wrong and say that she was much cooler.
Unexpectedly, Quill rolled up the window.
To save face, Vera could only ask, "Why did you roll up the window? I haven't had enough." Quill was speechless.
She would rather die than lose her face.
There happened to be a red light in front of them. Quill stopped the car and turned to look at her.
"I'm cold." Quill's answer rendered Vera speechless.
Okay, he succeeded in persuading her with this reason!
Otherwise, Vera was still wondering if she should continue to roll down the window. Since he said so, Vera would just agree with him. "I'm sorry, I wasn't considerate enough. I won't lower the window again." "Okay." Vera wondered if it was her imagination, but she felt that their relationship seemed to be much more relaxed than before.
She lowered her eyes and felt both sweet and bitter in her heart.
Quill didn't seem to be so wary of her as he had before. Was it because she was finally not pestering him? X