Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1472

With the address Ernest had given her, Yulia went to visit Vera.

When Quill realized that Yulia had come, he immediately tried to get rid of her. "Vivy is pregnant, so it's better if you come another time, Miss Maxwell."

After hearing Quill address her so formally, Yulia realized that he no longer had any affection for her. Not only was there no love between them, but Quill also acted as if their families were complete strangers to one another.

As the thought crossed her mind, Yulia felt extremely upset.

If Yuria hadn't done all the things she did in the past, or if she didn't come back, then she would still have a place in Quill's heart, right?

Unfortunately, it was too late. No one could change the past, just like she couldn't change the fact that her parents were dead.

Seeing that Quill was about to leave, Yulia recalled what Ernest said to her and blocked Quill's path.

"Wait a minute."

Quill stopped and looked at her coldly. "What is it?" "I..." There was a lump in Yulia's throat, and she found it hard to speak. She managed to eke out some words after a while. "I'm here to apologize to Vera. I know you don't want to see me right now, but I sincerely want a chance to meet her. Give me an opportunity to redeem myself, okay?"

Yulia's tone was pleading, and she looked at Quill with a hopeful gaze.

Alas, Quill's tenderness was reserved only for Vera, so he rejected Yulia's suggestion.

"There's no need for an apology. Just take care of your own company and don't bother us in the future. That will be the best thing you could do for us right now."

Yulia was rather disappointed upon hearing that.

It seemed that Quill really would not let her see Vera.

Just as Yulia lowered her head in despair, a soft voice came from behind Quill.

"Quill, let her in."

Hearing this, Yulia raised her head and looked past Quill, only to find Vera standing behind him.

She had more or less recovered recently. She wasn't as pale as before and was starting to get a little color back in her cheeks. A thick shawl was draped over her shoulders and her feet were ensconced in fluffy slippers. She seemed well-taken care of.

Quill's cold gaze softened as he looked at Vera, and he walked over to her quickly.

"Why did you come downstairs? Didn't I ask you to stay in the room?"

Vera felt rather exasperated as Quill came to hold her arm. He had been taking very good care of her, monitoring her diet and attire. He even restricted Vera's movements, and he didn't allow her to leave the house. If Vera needed to go somewhere, then he would follow her.

In short, Quill was traumatized after what happened at the wedding banquet. He was afraid that something would happen to her if she was out of his sight.

On the other hand, Vera couldn't help but think of the time when Quill didn't love her, comparing it to how he doted on her now. Previously, he was cold to her, and he barely spoke to her too.

However, it was different now.

As the saying goes, what goes around, comes around.

"I'm fine. I'm going to be bored to death stuck inside my room. I heard a noise downstairs, so I came to check."

Quill recalled what Vera said earlier and his expression turned gloomy. "I'll take you back upstairs."

However, Vera stopped him and shook her head.

"I don't want to go back upstairs."

Quill curled his lips in displeasure as he said unhappily, "I don't want you to see her."

Although he knew that Yulia had no part in what happened, Quill couldn't be sure that Yulia didn't have any ill intentions toward Vera. If Yulia hurt Vera, he would go berserk.