Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 1410

"Stop it. Come down now."

"I'm almost done. Just a bit... Ah!"

Vera underestimated the distance between her and the lamp and slipped, about to fall off the ladder.

At that very moment, Vera only had one thought in her mind, and that was the baby in her belly.

She was in a full-blown panic, fully regretting not heeding Quill's warning. Why had she insisted? Why did she...

The pain she was expecting never came. Quill caught her, and she fell into his embrace.

Quill had expected the danger, but he did not think that it would really happen. When Vera fell, Quill's heart nearly stopped. Fortunately, he caught her.

Vera looked into Quill's eyes in shock, scared out of her wits.

She gazed at him for a long while before suddenly wrapping her arms around Quill's neck tightly. She choked, saying, "That was scary!"

Moving so suddenly, she accidentally hit Quill's chin. It hurt a little, and they both had quite the fright. However, Quill being himself, managed to compose in no time and set her down on a chair to the side.

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

After all, Vera had fallen from the top of the ladder. Although Quill had caught her, he was worried if she had sprained her wrist or got scratched, so he began examining her.

The fright caused Vera's heartbeat to accelerate with no sign of stopping. Even if she was sitting firmly on a chair then, she still looked spooked. What if Quill hadn't come back early? What if he wasn't coincidentally standing beside her to catch her? She would have really fallen to the ground.

If she fell, then the child in her belly might...

As the thought crossed her mind, Vera's lips were drained of blood. She subconsciously covered her stomach.

Quill was still checking on her. Seeing her action, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt?"

Vera was at a loss as to how to reply him. She merely shook her head and said, "No, I'm fine."

After that, Vera moved her hand away from her belly and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

"Relax," she continued.

Quill, noticing her pale face and wavering expression, narrowed his eyes. He said, "No, I'm still worried. Let's go to the hospital for a checkup."

After that, regardless of Vera's will, he picked her up.

A simple fall was nothing but trivial. Although Vera had slipped, Quill managed to catch her, so she hadn't actually hurt herself. However, Quill was concerned. After all, she was the love of his life. Afraid that it would affect her, he thought it was best if she went to the hospital for an examination.

When Quill picked Vera up, she subconsciously put her arms around his neck. She suddenly blurted out in response to his assertion, "No, I won't go. Put me down. I'm fine. Really."

"I will be at ease if you go and get checked. Don't worry; it won't take too long."

No matter what, Quill was insistent on taking Vera to the hospital.

She wasn't sure if she was just paranoid or because of her consecutive nightmares, but there was a dull pain in her belly that made her really uncomfortable.

After tossing and turning, Vera couldn't shake away the uneasiness. Hence, she got up, got dressed, and headed straight for the hospital.

At the hospital.

Yulia was there for a re-examination that day as she had injured her forehead a while ago, so she paid more attention to it.

"You're doing good. There shouldn't be any scars after the wound is healed. However, you should watch your diet, so even if it does scar, it won't be too bad," said the doctor.

"Thank you, Doctor," Yulia replied.

After Yulia left the doctor's office, she took out a compact mirror from her bag and looked at the wound on her forehead. Although it was all healed, the color of the skin there stood out like a sore thumb. Plus, recently, because of work, her skin was not looking its best and the dark circles under her eyes were prominent. She looked completely different from how she used to.

If only her parents hadn't passed away yet, wouldn't that be wonderful?

If only Quill could stay by her side, perhaps she wouldn't suffer that much.

But as it stood, she had lost everything.

The fresh wound on her forehead was a constant reminder of her past foolishness.

"See, you got injured deliberately just for him, but he still didn't even care enough to give you a single glance," Yulia thought.