Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1101

It was the first time Vera had lost her temper and used such harsh words.

She meant it too. Now that she had found out about Quill and Ernest's connection, she felt that Quill was just taking pity on her.

She was angry and humiliated!

She was so furious that she bit down on her lower lip to stop herself from screaming, and her eyes were burning with rage.

But just then, Quill suddenly took out a pen and wrote a note in front of her.

What was he doing?

Vera looked at the note and looked at Quill as if she was asking what he meant.

"This is my company's address. If you must do deliveries, then send them to my office. I'll pay for them."

Vera was at a loss for words.

Hearing this, Vera finally understood his intentions.

Ernest, who was standing aside, really couldn't help but feel for his friend when he saw their interaction. Perhaps... he shouldn't have called

Quill here that day.

Or he should have left after asking Quill to come. Perhaps then Vera wouldn't have noticed that they were friends.

Before Vera's anger subsided, Quill's offer fueled it further. She felt that the reason she could get the space for the restaurant was because of someone else's pity. Now, he even wanted to mind her delivery business. He must have felt that her delivery that day was pitiful as well.

After all, many people don't consider food delivery a real job, and they would usually make judgments on people like them, like the receptionist who looked at her in disdain.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

She glared at the note in his hand and felt the anger in her grow larger.

She slowly reached out her hand and took the note.

Quill pursed his thin lips and looked at Vera. Something didn't feel right.

"Then I really have to thank President Hanover for your generosity. But my restaurant is small; I don't think well be able to serve such a big company like the Hanover Corporation."

After saying that, Vera crumpled the note into a ball in front of Quill.

"I meant it when I said I won't pester you anymore. Also, being infatuated with you was my own choice; it has nothing to do with you. It's only normal for you to reject me; you don't have to feel bad for it, nor do you need to take pity on me. I don't need it."

She opened her palm and let the ball of paper fall off.

As it fell to the ground, Vera flashed a condescending smile. Then she turned and rushed off.

Quill frowned and could only watch Vera's back as she got further away. Ernest couldn't stand to watch them anymore and urged Quill.

"Aren't you going after her?"

Quill was rooted to the ground and did not move. His thin lips were tightly pressed together.

"I really don't get you. You've rushed over here all anxious- like, just to piss her off? Do you even know how to speak? Even if you've never been in relationships, you can't be this ignorant!"

Quill ignored him. He shifted his gaze to the paper that Vera had crumpled into a ball.

During the party, Vera told him that she wouldn't be pestering him anymore and rejected his offer to send her home but accepted Sam's ride

instead.

He knew he caused Vera a lot of pain, so he didn't force anything. Besides, he had never been the type of person to force things on people. It was up to Vera to make her own choices.