"It's still early. You can sleep a little longer if you're still feeling sleepy." Quill said.
Vera was indeed sleepy; she was so sleepy that she was in no mood to think about anything else. So she nodded and mumbled to herself before she laid back down after hearing his words.
"That's weird... I clearly heard someone knocking. Was I dreaming?"
Quill didn't say anything.
When he turned around to glance at Vera, he was rendered speechless.
She was still talking to herself a second ago, but she had fallen asleep the next second.
Honestly, this girl...
Quill shook his head helplessly and tucked her in. There was not a trace of coldness which was in his eyes when he was facing Lauren earlier.
Quill knew she was single-minded, but little did he expect her to be so innocent as well. That woman...
As Vera had only fallen asleep in the wee hours, she fell back asleep as soon as her eyes closed; this slumber lasted until noon. In the meantime, Dimitri came knocking on the door; Quill left after telling him to postpone the activities.
When Vera woke up, she suddenly remembered she had slept in the same bed with Quill last night.
The room was quiet at that moment. She was the only one in the room.
Vera rubbed her eyes and fished for her phone in a daze.
Was it possible that Quill had booked another room while she was asleep, just like he did before?
Vera checked to see if Quill had sent her any messages. But there was none.
He wasn't in the room, nor had he left any messages. Where had he gone?
Vera suddenly thought of something. She quickly got out of bed without tidying herself up and ran next door barefoot.
She anxiously knocked on the door, and soon, Lauren opened it. She was surprised to see Vera. "Vera, you're awake?"
Vera didn't say anything.
Lauren looked at her, panting, unable to speak.
She smiled softly. "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Hearing her words, Vera was stunned. Yeah, why was she in such a hurry? Nothing seemed to have happened. However, Quill was not in the room, and he didn't leave a message. For some reason, the scene from last night replayed in Vera's mind. She didn't know if Lauren had done it on purpose; probably not. But she thought of it inexplicably.
Vera felt that she really liked to be jealous.
She shook her head and panted as she replied. "Nothing. I just suddenly thought about you as soon as I woke up Lauren, have you had breakfast?"
Vera naturally started to walk into the room. Seeing that, Lauren deliberately blocked her way.
"Lauren?" Vera raised her head and looked at Lauren, confused.
Lauren's lips were red, and she looked at her, flushed. "Didn't you just wake up? Why don't you go and get ready? Aren't you guys going out later?"
Vera was even more confused. "How did you know..."
Lauren smiled embarrassingly as shyness arose on her face; she said, "Mr. Hanover told me."
Vera didn't know what to say.
Vera felt as if she had been hit in the head harshly. She looked behind Lauren, but she moved, completely blocking her view, and held her shoulder, pushing her out.
"Alright, what are you thinking about? Go and get ready quickly."
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