Vera was still cutting the garlic into pieces.
Looking at those pieces of garlic, Minerva couldn't help but ask, "Are you planning to eat garlic for lunch?"
"Is there a problem?"
"No problem. As long as... you're not afraid of the smell."
When Vera heard what she said, she suddenly came back to her senses and said, "You're right, Quill is here. How can I eat garlic? If I have the chance to get close to him and speak to him alone, wouldn't it be disgusting if he smells it?"
Thinking of this, Vera directly grabbed the chopped garlic and threw it into the trash can next to her.
Then she quickly washed the board and knife.
"You're a lifesaver," Vera said.
Minerva scrutinized her and found that she didn't have a trace of avoidance on her face. As if she had forgotten what she just said.
Was she carefree, or she couldn't care less?
Minerva thought for a moment and said, "Um... Did you hear what I said?"
Vera answered, "Said what?"
"Perhaps, Sam really is jealous?"
Vera said, "Impossible!"
"How do you know it's impossible? Didn't you suspect it yourself? It's just that you're not confirmed about this."
"Yeah, I am a little suspicious, but it's still impossible that Sam likes me. We've known each other for so long. If he liked me, he would have a long time ago. How would he deny it when I confronted him that day? I actually regretted it a little. I was too impulsive. It's embarrassing to ask this kind of question."
Minerva was speechless.
Forget it. She really didn't know how else to explain it to Vera.
She should just leave it up to her.
Minerva did not say anything else, and the two of them cooked in silence.
Maddox was still asleep when they ate. Minerva saved some food for him to eat when he woke up.
She had just put the food away into the refrigerator when she suddenly heard Quill's voice. "I'm going back to Hildago tomorrow," Quill said.
The sound of utensils clattering on the floor echoed through the room.
Vera was holding a spoon in her hand before, but after hearing this sentence, she loosened her grip and the spoon fell to the ground.
Time seemed to have stood still for a moment. Then, Vera embarrassedly lowered her head to pick up the spoon.
But someone else beat her to it. Sam bent down, picked it up, and put it on the table. Then he got up and went to the kitchen to get her a new spoon.
Vera was still a little surprised when she took the spoon. She stuttered, "You..."
"You can't even hold a spoon properly, I won't be surprised if you died of stupidity,"
Sam softly ridiculed.
Vera's eyes immediately widened.
However, she did not argue with him. Instead, she looked at Quill and asked nervously, "Didn't you say in the car that you'll be leaving a few days later? Why did you change it to tomorrow? Are you able to book any tickets?"
"Juliette will deal with these things," Quill said.
When Vera heard Juliette's name, she was silent for a while. Yes, so many days had passed, it was time for Juliette to return to work. As long as she was the one doing the preparations, everything will be settled for Quill.
Vera quickly asked, "Can I go back with you? I'm going to book the tickets now."
After that, she didn't even finish her food. She quickly put her bowl and spoon down and ran back to the room to get her mobile phone.
Everyone was speechless.
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