Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1116

Vera couldn't recall how she left Hanover Corporation and returned home. When she got home and sat down, she felt that everything that happened earlier that day was unreal.

It was possible that it was all just a dream.

Why else would Quill ask her if she liked the dress in such a gentle tone?

He sounded like a boyfriend who was trying to pamper his girlfriend and spoil her rotten.

She lacked courage, and she was startled by his words. Hence, she didn't say anything but turned around and ran off instead.

After she ran out of Hanover Corporation, she realized that she still had the box in her hands.

She was overwhelmed. She carefully opened the box, and it was a pure white cocktail dress. She quickly ran into her bedroom with it and held up the dress to her in front of the mirror. Honestly, she thought the dress was exquisite.

She had worked in the fashion industry along with Minerva for a long time, and she was familiar with a lot of designers' work. Therefore, she could instantly tell that this dress was a work by one of Westovia's famous fashion designers. The designer specialized in female fashion and his designs had a strong style of his own. His designs were not designed to accommodate the general public, and he once said that he would only design for young women,but it was not because he was particularly interested in young women or against older women.

The real reason behind it was that his fiancee had passed away when she was twenty-eight years old of cancer after 3-year fighting against cancer.

She was wearing one of his works when she passed away. The designer felt that his world was ended, and he thought that he would never design dresses anymore.

However, his beautiful fiancee said to him, "My dear, your work is the best in the world. I have no regrets about leaving this life wearing a beautiful dress designed by an amazing fashion designer. You shouldn't give up on your art because of me. You are a designer full of soul. Don't ever give that up."

Later, the designer said that his fiancee loved his work. They were promised to each other when they were kids, and they grew up as each other's childhood sweethearts.

It was said that he had planned to have his fiancee wear a wedding dress he personally designed for her once she was at a legal age to get married, and he would marry her at her prime.

When talking about her, the designer couldn't help but feel a lump form in his throat.

He said that his fiancee was a very kind and beautiful girl. Although it was an extremely painful battle with her cancer, she endured it with a smile on her face. Even on her deathbed, she still tried to protect his dreams and asked him to never give up on it. He felt sorry for her but he didn't want to disappoint her either.

When Vera found out about this the first time, she empathized with the designer greatly because his story happened more than forty years ago.

Now, he was an old man, but he had never married anyone.

He had never given up on his work and he had been designing dresses for young women. He kept his promise to his fiancee and he would continue to design until the end of his life.

Thinking about it, she felt sorry for the old man and she considered herself lucky compared to him.

At least she was still in the same world with the person she liked.

It must be dreadful to not be.

Now that Quill had given her this dress, did it mean that she was special to him, just like what

Ernest and Juliette said?

Maybe all her efforts in the past were not wasted.

Perhaps, she could try again.

This time, she wanted to make it all the way into his heart.

During dinner, Mabie noticed that Vera would giggle subconsciously with her head held low from time to time. She held onto her plate of plain mashed potatoes and took a few bites without touching any of the dishes that Mabie took a long time to prepare.

Her eyes narrowed as she knocked on Vera's plate with her fork.

Vera came back to her senses and blinked innocently at her.