Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 945

Vera wasn't sure if Quill was going to take off his jacket for her. She wanted to stop him, but she was afraid that she would make a fool of herself if he had never intended to do so.

However, if she remained silent, and if he really took off his jacket and gave it to her, wouldn't he be the one who would suffer from the cold?

Compared to letting him suffer from the cold, she would rather be the one to suffer!

As she was thinking about this, Quill had already taken off his jacket. Then, he stared at her with cold eyes and walked forward with it in his hand.

Seeing this, Vera subconsciously stepped back.

"No!"

He suddenly stopped and frowned.

"Come here and put on the jacket."

"No!" Vera looked at him stubbornly and bit her lower lip. She shook her head firmly and said, "Put it on yourself. I'm not cold!"

Quill looked displeased and impatient, and his frown deepened. Why was this girl so unreasonable? He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Do you think I will believe you? Are you going to come over and put it on yourself, or should I go over and put it on for you?"

Vera was speechless.

If she could have things her way... of course she hoped that he would come over and put it on for her.

What a romantic thing it was for a man to personally put on a jacket for a woman!

However she could not allow him to do that!

She shook her head hard, trying to get rid of her imagination. When she saw his indifferent face, she couldn't bring herself to walk over.

The weather was extremely cold. She really didn't want him to suffer the pain she had just gone through.

As she was thinking about it, he started to walk towards her.

Vera opened her eyes wide and wanted to retreat. However, he took large steps, and in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of her and he raised his hands.

A warm jacket then covered her shoulders.

She was startled, and she stared at Quill in front of her like a fool.

They were so close to each other.

She looked up and saw his chin, and there was some stubble. It was probably because he was in a hurry to catch the plane, so he didn't have time to shave.

Under normal circumstances, such a close distance between them would only be possible if she took the initiative.

But now, she did not take the initiative to approach him.

Instead, he was the one taking the initiative to get close to her.

However, Vera didn't have time to enjoy the moment. Quill, who was in front of her, put the jacket on her, fastened only a button, and then backed away. He said in a low voice, "Button up the rest yourself."

She gave him a dumbfounded look and then looked down at the jacket that was only partly fastened.

The jacket on her was still full of his warmth. Just a few moments ago her body had frozen to the point that she almost lost consciousness. Now, with his jacket covering her, she felt particularly warm.

This warmth was different from what she usually felt.

It was able to rejuvenate her with all the strength she needed.

Vera didn't button up the rest as she was told, instead, she raised her head and looked at him.

However, he turned his head away before she caught his eye, and he began to walk away from her.

Vera paused for a few seconds, and then quickly followed behind him.

"Well..."

He began to quicken his pace, and she had to break into a little jog. As she was trying to catch up with him, she gasped, "Let's go back."

His pace remained unchanged, and he didn't answer her.

"The weather is really very cold. Let's go back now. Don't walk anymore."

She saw that he wasn't listening to her, so she reached out to pull his sweater.

He stopped walking and turned to stare at her, his face expressionless.