Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

At the blind date.

Quill tightened his fist under the table, and lifted his cup of tea to take a sip.

Beanie was feeling stressed out. He had no idea what Auntie Vera was trying to do. She obviously loved his uncle, so why was she going on a blind date? He just kept eating because he was feeling stressed, but he was in no place to speak.

He hadn't actually cto eat, but he had ordered so much, so he couldn't waste it. Otherwise, based on his uncle's attitude earlier, he would probably be scolded for it.

He concentrated on eating, but the three adults were focused on their thoughts.

Sheridan was being particularly attentive, because of what Vera had said. He refilled her plate, and gently reminded her to eat more.

She was speechless.

She didn't really like that he used his own utensils to put food on her plate. There were obviously serving utensils available. Why did he use his own? Did she just put herself in a difficult situation? She had to eat, but she wasn't willing to.

After all, she didn't want to exchange saliva with a man so frivolously...

It was disgusting just thinking about it.

Just when Vera was in a dilemma, Beanie suddenly raised his head from eating.

"Mr. Lewis, there are serving utensils here. Why did you use your own to help Auntie Vera pick up food?" When Sheridan heard this, he explained with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. Your Auntie Vera and I are going to get married soon anyway. It doesn't matter if we share utensils." Quill said, "It's fine for both of you. What about other people?" "Huh?" Sheridan asked.

Quill directed his gaze to the dishes on the table.

"It's you guys who are going to get married. We're not related to you. Do you think you'd be willing to share saliva with strangers if you're asked to do so?" Sheridan went quiet.

He'd not bothered to think about it when he was with his friends, but in this five-star hotel, it would be strange if he didn't bother with it.

"That's right, Mr. Lewis. How can you be so unhygienic?" Beanie quickly took the opportunity to pile on. He finally understood that although Quill seemed to be okay on the surface, his words just now were deliberately aimed at Sheridan. Thus, he couldn't lag behind. At first, Vera did not intend to eat.

When she heard this, however, she felt that it would be obvious that she detested his actions if she didn't do anything.

She then smiled and looked at the people opposite her.

"It's not a big deal. If you mind it, we can eat separately." Beanie said, "Auntie Vera, don't do that. These are all foods that I love." She went quiet.

This foodie. She couldn't bear to admonish him, so she spoke softly.

"I mean, I don't mind. Sheridan was just careless. How about this, just put the dishes that he'd picked at before in front of us. You don't have to eat it." "Auntie Vera, are you really going to share another person's saliva?" She didn't know how to respond.

The way he put it made her feel very disgusted. She'd just chere to eat, but things had escalated. She was in distress.

She also disliked it, but she couldn't go back on her own words.

As she thought about this, she smiled. "It doesn't matter. We are going to get married soon anyway." "Vera, thank you for not rejecting me." She was about to eat when Quill slammed the teacup on the table with a loud bang, attracting everyone's attention.

"Waiter," he called out coldly.

The waiter cin very quickly.

"Take away all the dishes that have been touched, and replace them with the exact sones," Quill ordered in a cold voice.

The waiter was stunned for a while but quickly responded, and took the dishes away.

He stared at the plate in front of Vera, which was piled high, and said, "Take away that one in front of her as well." Sheridan frowned.

Vera gritted her teeth and endured this for a while. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and put down her spoon with a bang. "What do you mean?" Quill's expression was calm, without a trace of unhappiness and anger. He looked up slowly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Nothing. I just can't stand people who have poor hygiene." He rarely spoke like he did that day. What he'd said was clearly directed at Vera's blind date, and she felt that he was being belittled.

He pushed her away, but now he was here venting his anger at her date. What did he do wrong? She really couldn't stand it, so she sneered.

"I have already said that if you feel that we have poor hygiene, you can choose to not sit with us. No, you shouldn't even sit in the sroom with us. After all, you probably think that even our breaths are unhygienic, right?" Beanie was very confused.

Why were they arguing? The atmosphere becreally intense. Even Sheridan did not expect Vera to have had such a strong reaction. On second thought, he suddenly realized that her reaction shouldn't be this strong, even if she was really angry.

The waiter who was standing by didn't expect this to happen, and felt extremely awkward. He didn't know whether he should proceed with Quill's request, so he could only look at him. "Sir, what do you think?" Quill responded faintly, "Go on." Even if Vera was angry, she could only watch the waiter clear the dishes in front of her. She stood there and helplessly looked at Quill as she glared rage at him.

He simply ignored her, and didn't bother arguing with her.

He must really hate her, deep inside. However, why was he here if he hated her? Right, he wouldn't have cif it wasn't for Beanie.

She felt like she'd lost, and walked back to her seat weakly.

Soon, the waiter served the dishes again. Sheridan's face darkened as he felt that this would cost him a'lot of money. He bit on his dry lips and asked, "Uh, will we be charged for the new dishes served?" The waiter was stunned, and then he nodded. "Of course."

Sheridan's face twisted further. He felt that he didn't have to respect Quill anymore because of what had happened. Thus, he said directly, "in that case, you should put all this on a different bill. It was that man who asked you to take the dishes anyway.

It has nothing to do with us." The waiter had never been in such a situation before. He could only look at Quill to seek for advice. He nodded, and the waiter left in relief.

Vera clenched her fists under the table.

Quill would surely look down on Sheridan even more now, after what he'd said just now.

She stayed silent for a very long tbefore she looked at Sheridan.

"It's okay. If he wants to change the dishes, just let him. I will pay no matter how much it costs. Anyway, we were supposed to treat Beanie to a meal today. It has nothing to do with other people." Sheridan felt extremely reluctant when he heard this. However, at the thought that Vera would pay, he nodded. Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming these rich women will persue you.