Vera was dumbfounded.
After Quill made the payment, Vera couldn't help scolding him, "Are you crazy? How can you pay twenty thousand for two tickets? Do you think this is a first-class flight?"
Wasn't this daylight robbery?
Although she knew Quill was rich and twenty thousand dollars was merely a change to him, she was shocked at how easily he spent the money.
The two men glanced gleefully at their phones before they looked at Vera and Quill, honey-lipped.
"Miss, your boyfriend sure is generous. You're so lucky to have him, so make sure to hold him tight!"
Vera replied, "This is none of your business. I never said he's my boyfriend."
She wanted to break free, but Quill locked her in his arms, refusing to let her go.
"Oh, looks like you're having a lovers' quarrel. No wonder he's chased you all the way here, but that shows how earnest he is. Not bad, dude. I wish you well!"
At first, Quill thought they were loquacious and wanted them to pack up and leave quickly.
However, unprecedentedly, he thanked them after receiving their wishes.
After that, the two men quickly packed up and left. In the meantime, Vera continued to struggle, but Quill never gave in.
In the end, Quill set her things down by the bunk and made her sit down.
It was silent as everyone was sleeping. After the two men left, the whole area basically fell into silence.
Vera could neither speak loudly nor lose her temper in such a quiet environment.
Thus she only looked at Quill as she figured out what to say but faced away in the end.
After a while, she turned her head back and said, "Are you mad? How can you spend twenty thousand dollars on two sleeper bunks?"
Quill didn't know what to say.
He didn't expect her to hold on to that.
Looking at her glare, Quill sighed and said helplessly, "It doesn't matter to me."
What concerned him was that Vera was being bullied earlier in the other carriage.
If he didn't bring her here, she would continue to be stuck in the situation.
Then, Quill started making the bed while Vera quietly watched from the side. She noticed his actions were rather clumsy; it was obvious it was his first time doing this.
As the thought crossed her mind, Vera asked, "Is this your first time on a train?"
Quill's hands paused, and then he said, "There's a first for everything."
Was he insane?
"I bought the ticket at random. How did you find me?"
Vera still couldn't believe Quill was on the train, even now. She felt as if all her pain was just a dream.
No, perhaps all the blissful moments were the actual dream.
She was awake now.
It was time for her to stop daydreaming.
In reality, they were from two different worlds. He belonged to someone else.
Quill fluffed up the pillows and lifted her legs. Then, Vera subconsciously grabbed his arm and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Aren't you sleepy? Get some rest."
Quill said as he took off her shoes. Before Vera could even resist, he had carried her onto the bed and placed the covers on her.
What was going on? He did all that straight without an explanation after appearing in front of her.
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