"Hmm?" Minerva was puzzled. "What did you dream of?"
Vera coughed lightly, lowered her head shyly and whispered, "I dreamt that he explained that he didn't leave me behind and left. I misunderstood him."
"And then?" Minerva continued to ask.
"So... I decided to forgive him in the dream!" Vera said.
Minerva was utterly confused.
Vera felt that everything that had happened the night before was a dream. She not only regarded it as a dream but also forgave Quill. Not just so, she had decided to continue her love for him?
Vera said, "I know you will definitely laugh at me, but... Last night's dream felt so real, as if something like this really happened. At that moment, I felt that if I worked hard, I could get him to be gentler to me. Even if it was just a little bit, I would be very satisfied."
Looking at Vera's current state, Minerva suddenly didn't know whether she should tell her about what happened the previous night.
She didn't know if she should tell her that the dream she was talking about was not a dream but actually reality.
However, Vera must have been confused by her fever. In addition, she drank a lot of wine, so she felt that everything was her dream.
Alas...
All of a sudden, Minerva felt sorry for her.
"Minerva, you're not laughing at me in your heart, are you?"
Vera's voice pulled her back.
Minerva came to her senses and shook her head. "No, how could I laugh at you?"
Falling in love with someone was a serious and beautiful thing.
If she made fun of Vera because of this, then what kind of person was she?
"It's good that you don't laugh at me. It doesn't matter if other people do, as long as you don't!" Vera said.
A thought flashed through Minerva's mind. She did not expect her position in Vera's heart to be so important. Just as she was touched, Vera suddenly said something.
"You are his sister. If you also laugh at me, then I will... really have no chance."
Minerva said, "So, you care because I'm his sister?"
Vera smiled in embarrassment. She reached out to hold Minerva's arm and leaned over.
"Don't care about these. You know that what I said was unintentional. Even if you are not Quill's sister, I care very much about your thoughts."
Upon hearing this, Minerva couldn't help raising her eyebrows and jokingly said, "What if I told you to give up on Quill? Would you listen to me?"
When Vera heard these words, she suddenly became nervous, "Mi-Minerva..."
"How's it going?"
When Vera saw Minerva's serious face, her face gradually became sad, and she stammered, "You, you're not serious, are you?"
Minerva didn't say anything, and Vera panicked. She grabbed her hand and shook her head hard, "I can do anything. Minerva, but this one... I... can't... I'm sorry."
Looking at how sad she really was, Minerva felt that Vera might cry out in front of her if she continued.
After thinking about it, she felt that it was best not to tease her anymore. She could only smile and explain, "Alright, I am just joking. Do you really think that I will ask you to do this? We are good friends. No matter what, I can't deprive you of your personal choices."
Vera blinked her eyes. "Really? So do you mean... that I can continue to like Quill?"
"That is your freedom. I will not interfere."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Perfect Mysterious Husband