"A loser like you actually dares to show off in front of me and drive a wedge between us? Madam Lowell, I have to say, you are really thick-skinned."
After that, Vera laughed at her without any courtesy at all.
Lauren was livid, listening to her words. She gnashed her teeth and said, "Don't be so complacent. Even if I am a loser, you're also just flattering yourself. He wouldn't even give you a second glance; he's obviously not interested in you. What would a young girl like you know? So what if I failed? I'm just a stranger you met on your trip, but you're his girlfriend. I'm sure I don't need to tell you what it means when a man is not interested in his girlfriend, don't I?"
Vera finally understood her intentions.
The woman in front of her...
"Lauren Lowell." This time, Vera didn't bother being the least bit polite anymore. She then smiled brightly and said, "Your jealousy sure is strong; you're even a typical schadenfreude. You failed to seduce him, and you're also afraid that our relationship will get better, so you came all the way to tell me that he's not interested in me and things like that. You want me to feel that he's really not interested in me, so I'd feel upset and not go back to him, don't you?"
"What a pity..." Vera gave her a sweet smile again. She was completely different from Lauren's furious look. Their difference in age and beauty were now embodied to the fullest.
"I was a little bit unconfident before I came on this trip, but I have to thank you now. Judging from your reaction, I can tell you were rejected harshly. Quill probably didn't even take a second glance at you, didn't he? That's why you're furious.
"You!"
Vera took two steps back and said casually, "By the way, thank you for telling me that he doesn't have a fever. I don't have to take another trip. You can have this kettle. You should drink some water to cool down your fury."
After that, she threw the kettle toward Lauren, showing no mercy at all.
"Ah!" Lauren screamed and stepped back, but the kettle still hit her toe. It was so painful that her expression changed dramatically. "You're crazy!"
"How can I be? It's for your own good. I'll go back first. Remember to drink more water. Bye."
After that, Vera went back to her room.
Vera was in high spirits after fighting Lauren. She didn't have to worry since Quill wasn't feverish.
However... When she got to the door of their room, her hand, which wanted to press the doorbell, froze mid-air. She didn't dare to press it for a long time.
She didn't know what to do.
It was no big deal when she didn't know Quill was drugged earlier, but now that she knew, how was she going to face him... if she went in?
And she had clearly said that she was going to replace the kettle. Even the kettle was gone now; how was she going to lie? At the thought of this, Vera was a little flustered. She shouldn't have thrown the kettle at that woman.
Vera was in a dilemma; she raised her hand but then put it down again. She was really a coward. Wouldn't it be fine if she just went in? Quill was definitely suffering at the moment. Maybe she could...
She dared not think further. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was totally out of place. Quill, who was drugged, didn't even say anything, so why did she have to overthink it?
Vera covered her cheeks with her hands, feeling too ashamed to face anyone.
Creek...
Just then, the door suddenly opened, and a deep
voice sounded.
"What are you doing standing at the door? Don't you want to come in?"
Huh?
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