Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Hearing that, Vera's face blushed. She forgot everything else for a moment and pushed Quill away.

"Stop being so mischievous. I'm talking about a serious matter." "Am I being mischievous?" Quill's gaze deepened as his tone turned hoarser, "How? Is not going to the company to spend more twith you considered so? Or... are you the one who's being mischievous?" Vera exclaimed, "Stop talking!" She pushed him away, but it somehow allowed him to grasp her hands instead before pulling her into his embrace, wrapping her slender arms around his own waist. He lowered his head to lean in closer to her, "What's wrong about that? How long have you been neglecting me? At first, it was for the sake of the children, but what happened after that? Are others' affairs reasons to disturb our alone tas well? Even if there really is a problem with his marriage, he deserves it. It has nothing to do with you." Vera pouted and looked at him, "Why are you being so cold? He's our friend, right?" "Friend?" Quill sighed helplessly, "You're on friendly terms with him, but we were never friends." When Sam used to like Vera, both of them had been rivals in love.

Quill had a cold personality to begin with, so he did not have a nice impression of Sam. He even treated his brother-in-law, Maddox, coldly. Perhaps it was because he had lost too much when he was young and had grown up alone after.

Having been able to endure so much alone, he had long developed such an icy personality.

Thinking of that, Vera's heart ached for him. She could only reach out to hold him tighter.

"Con. You have to try to accept others. Sam has never regarded you as his enemy. One more friend would mean that there's one more person who cares about you." It was a surprise to have Vera by his side. Quill himself had never expected it, let alone a friend. However, after being in a relationship with her, his heart had indeed opened up because he had never been used to having others close to him. Every night, he slept with her in his arms. Sometimes, she would toss and turn until she was no longer covered with the quilt, and he would wake up and tuck her in as he was afraid that she would catch a cold.

Most importantly, he had two children. Quill instantly felt as if he had a lot more family members in the world. Vera brought not only herself but also the children and her parents to him.

Mabie and David had also turned into his parents. They would constantly remind him to take care of himself. It was indeed a great feeling to have someone feel concerned about him. After all, He had always played a role as brother to care for Minerva.

Vera's parents' care was warm and fulfilling to him.

"Actually, it's enough with you around." Quill pointed out.

"That's not enough. I can't be the only one in your life." Vera shook her head and solemnly explained to him, "There's got to be other stuffs. After all, I may not be able to accompany you all the time." Upon hearing that, Quill frowned, "What do you mean by that?" "Life and death are unpredictable. Well never know when an accident strikes. I can't guarantee that I can live a long and peaceful life. Perhaps one day, I'lI..." Before she could finish her words, her mouth was covered. Vera could only swallow the words that was already on the tip of her tongue.

She stared at him with her eyes wide.

"Don't talk nonsense." Quill's brows were deeply furrowed, "Don't ever mention that again in the future." He had sent off so many people that were close to him. If the only one he loved left him, he would not be able to take it, and he might collapse.

Vera saw him taking it seriously and couldn't help bursting out laughing.

"Why are you so nervous? I was taking it as an example, plus, it's a fact. I was making a hypothesis, and I didn't say that anything would indeed happen to me. I just wa you to step into the outside world and be open to it, because I don't want you to be so lonely." "All right, I promise not to mention any of it again." She promised.

At first, Quill had been comforting Vera, but right then, it turned out that she was the one giving him advice and guidance. Hence, Quill decided not to talk about it anymore. Tpassed by. Olivia and Sam's child finally had his own name.

Virgil Sorrento.

Olivia was the one who had chosen that name. When Sam first heard it, he was stunned for a moment before agreeing to it without saying another word.

Then, the two of them went to register Virgil's name. Emma didn't think too much either, and was pleased, Grinning, she praised Olivia for coming up with such a wonderful nthat was much better than the nMarcus had given the child.

Sam could only sigh in his heart.

Emma wasn't bothered. As long as the two of them didn't get a divorce, it didn't matter what her grandson's nwas.

They lived a comfortable and peaceful life.

After a month, Sam persisted in doing everything that he had been doing. He was so amazing as if he was a robot. Olivia had been feeling uneasy at first, but she eventually got used to him doing all the things everyday. Furthe more, she realized Sam saying he wanted to make up for it was indeed not just a joke.

It was probably because he had been taking care of her by waking up early in the morning and going to sleep late at night, he started to have dark circles.

One morning after Sam got up early to get everything ready for her, Olivia grabbed his wrist.

He was stunned before he turned to look at Olivia in disbelief.

Not daring to think about it, he asked in a low voice, "You're awake. Was I too noisy?" Olivia shook her head and fixed her gaze on him without saying anything.

Sam felt guilty under her gaze. He avoided eye contact and stammered, "You... should continue sleeping. I'll make breakfast." "No." Olivia pulled him closer to her, "You don't have to get up so early every day to do all these anymore." Hearing that, Sam's breathing turned more rapid as his face darkened.

"Why? Did I do something wrong? Are you dissatisfied? If you're not pleased with what I've done, I'll..." "No!" Olivia interrupted him and took a deep breath after pursing her red lips, "Don't be nervous. Just lie down and listen to what I have to say."

She seemed calm, so it was probably not because she was dissatisfied om with him, but Sam felt more nervous than as he if was to be executed. He had no choice but to lie down and listen to her. It was as if his heart had been set on fire.

"You did well this month, and your determination is obvious, but I would always ponder about everything that you do, every tyou do them. I feel that it's unfair to you." "No, I'm willingly doing all of it." "Listen tofirst." Sam pressed his lips together and stopped talking.

"A relationship is equal. Whether it is regarding feelings, or other aspects, there will be an imbalance if one party is always making all the m contributions, Just like before, I had deep feelings for you while you were not so in love with me. Over time, everything will collapse as a result of imbalance. Although you're now making it up to me, an imbalance will reoccur over time. As such, I thought about it. Don't continue doing this in the future. X