"Millie, you're delusional if you think I'll ever love you!"As he held her by the throat, he pinned her to the couch, his face filled with disgust as he growled, "I've had enough of you. If you don't start behaving yourself, I'm going to file for divorce within six months!""I-I didn't do it! Joanna fell into the pool by herself."Millie Caldwell's voice was feeble. She was soaked to the bone, and her frail body trembled.She was still reeling from the shock of falling into the pool."Stop trying to talk your way out of this. You've been Jo's friend for years. You know damn well she has a fear of drowning!" Winston Greer looked furious and threatening. It seemed like he was silently warning Millie that she would suffer badly if anything bad happened to Joanna. Millie was instantly convicted based solely on her long friendship with Joanna.Millie's eyes were glistening with tears, and a single tear trickled down her cheek. She was utterly heartbroken.She could hardly believ
"Dad, you were right all along. Winston will never love me the way I love him. I've finally realized my mistake, and I'll return home now."Millie's hoarse voice echoed through the empty living room.Not only were the Caldwells the most affluent family in Lumina City, but they were also renowned for their medical lineage.Millie's grandfather, Arthur Caldwell, was a successful businessman, and her grandmother, Layla Cadmore, was a renowned cardiothoracic surgery professor. They were considered a match made in heaven.Millie had been studying medicine with her grandmother since she was a child. Layla had even said that she was a genius destined for the medical field!Her grandparents had laid the groundwork for her future, her father had amassed a vast fortune for her to inherit, and her mother had assured her that she could always live freely under her protection.Yet she sacrificed everything for Winston and reduced herself to this sorry state. At that time, she was very ideal
Winston refused to believe it, so he searched every possible place for Millie.He had searched through the backyard, the study, and even the home theater. However, Millie was still nowhere to be seen, and even her belongings were no longer around.On the bookshelf in the study, Millie's frequently read medical books had also been completely cleared out.He hardly ever returned to the villa. With Millie gone, the place felt even more desolate.Winston made his way downstairs with heavy steps and noticed the empty space behind the couch. When he saw the damaged painting thrown into the trash can, his breath hitched.After they got married, Millie always pestered him to go shopping with her. Since he was always busy with work and somewhat disliked her, he kept making excuses to get out of it.Winston suddenly recalled that moment when it was Millie's birthday. She had come to the company and asked, "Win, can you spend my birthday with me? If you are very busy, half an hour is fine."
Millie couldn't help feeling dazed as she stared at Winston, who led her ahead.Winston had done this back then, too. He'd held her hand as they escaped from those chasing after them. Millie wouldn't have fallen so deeply in love with him if he had treated her poorly in the past. She wouldn't have married him, even if it meant she'd cut ties with her family.But why was he here? And what was he doing now? Was he jealous because he saw her being close to another man?However, Millie soon brushed those thoughts away. After all, Winston was heartless and had never once loved her. Why would he be jealous?Millie felt herself get pushed into a washroom. The alcohol had taken over her body and left her slightly weak.With a stern expression, Winston pinned Millie against the edge of the sink. The washroom lights shined from above Winston. It blurred the outline of his features in Millie's eyes. Regardless, it wasn't difficult to see how attractive he was."We haven't officially got
A banquet took place that night on the 33rd floor of Sablen Hotel. One could see the bustling night view of Yerwick City through the floor-to-ceiling windows.A pleasant piano tune filled the space as Millie leaned lazily against the bar before her. She swirled the red wine in her glass out of boredom while her striking eyes darted around.She garnered some heated looks from men at the event. They wanted to strike up a conversation with her but dared not do it.Millie wore a long black dress with spaghetti straps. The skirt part had some pleating that showed off her slim calves. Meanwhile, the dress flowed loosely on her body, perfectly highlighting her curves. Her curled locks cascaded down her back. It allowed her butterfly tattoo to peek through occasionally, captivating those around her.That was when her phone chimed. She looked down at it and noticed it was a text from Terrence. It read, "Have you made it to the banquet?"Sighing, Millie texted, "Yeah."Terrence had pic
The banquet hall fell into chaos.Everyone set their wine glasses down to gather and see what was happening."Has anyone called the ambulance?""When is the ambulance coming? The Harrison family won't spare us if anything happens to Mr. Harrison!"Millie looked ahead and saw the roughly 50-something-year-old Patrick on the ground with a ghastly pale face. She glanced at the time, realizing it was a 15-minute journey to the hospital from here. After all, it was rush hour then. It would be too late if they waited for the ambulance to arrive. Plus, no one in the hotel stepped up to resolve the issue. Millie noticed Patrick's condition was worsening with time. Given that she had studied medicine since she was young, she couldn't help worrying about him. With a frown, she stepped forward. "Let me take a look."Everyone's attention settled on Millie before they scoffed. "Can you even do it? Everyone knows your family, the Caldwells, have a background in medicine. BUt you're just a
It turned out to be Millie.Joanna fell to the ground, so Winston bolted to help her.Millie knelt, undid Patrick's necktie at lightning speed, and tossed it aside.Joanna shook her head at Winston before frowning at Millie. "What are you doing, Mills? Can you even handle it?"The bystanders were also in shock."Can a worthless loser like her handle this if even Ms. Lowell can't?""Mr. Harrison is a big deal! How dare she undo his top on such an occasion? What on earth is she planning?"Joanna pursed her lips when she heard everyone insult Millie. Then, she spoke gently, "Don't force things just because everyone is hard on you. Mills, the Caldwell family dotes on you a lot, but this isn't the same as you throwing tantrums at home. What'll happen if you kill—" Panic coursed through her veins as she spoke, and she even grabbed Millie's arm. She acted as if she was genuinely concerned for Millie."Shut up." Millie flung the former's arm off, narrowing her eyes with a steely edge
The man was baffled and immediately replied, "I-I was only kidding. Did you take it seriously?""Of course. Why wouldn't I? I've always taken things seriously since I was a little girl." Millie picked up a wine glass and sipped on its contents.She recalled how Winston defended, carried, and made all sorts of gentle gestures toward Joanna. That enraged her to no end. Was she really worse than Joanna? And how so? Why did Winston always see her as an eyesore?"How could you be so petty, Millie? It's no wonder Winston dislikes you!" the man thundered.Millie looked at him. The mention of Winston poked her in a sensitive spot. How dare these people call her petty? They would've reacted negatively if she hadn't saved Patrick earlier. They wouldn't have spared her if she asked them to, would they? Of course not! They would only stomp on her dignity harder and cast her into more torture.Since that was the case, what right did they have to call her petty?Millie smashed the wine g
"Dear, could you give me a hand?" Layla asked. "Oh no, why is this step so slippery?"The next day, Winston sat in his car, watching as the elderly couple came out of the Caldwell residence.Arthur held the shopping cart in his hand, and the two of them were all geared up, ready to go out shopping.Winston got out of the car. The elderly couple happened to see Winston at that moment.Arthur and Layla exchanged glances. Layla spoke up first. "Mills is not here!""I understand. I'm not looking for Mills." Winston approached and stopped in front of them. "Grandma, Mills should have mentioned it to you. I was thinking of spending the Spring Festival with you and her."Layla reacted as if she had just heard a joke, saying bluntly, "When you were married, we never saw you spend the Spring Festival with her. "Now that you two have nothing to do with each other, why are you coming to spend the Spring Festival with her? She has family; she doesn't need you to spend the Spring Festival w
Even though Winston wasn't eating, he was really good at paying and carrying things.Millie felt a strong sense of nostalgia for her own college days as she watched the university students eating.She wished she could go back to high school or maybe even college.She had seen many novels where the main female character went back to high school, and in each of these stories, she no longer loved the male lead when she returned back in time.If she went back to high school…"What are you thinking about? You're about to walk into the wall." Winston interrupted Millie's thoughts and pulled her closer to him.Millie really had almost bumped into a wall."Nothing." She smiled at Winston.Winston raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.The light from the food trucks shone on him and cast an indescribable sense of fate about him.He didn't belong here. Millie felt an increasingly strong urge to take him out of the scene immediately.Millie felt that if she went back to high school
"Hey, young lady, would you like to try some beef organs?" a vendor selling snacks asked Millie while preparing the food. "You're such a pretty girl, and your boyfriend is quite handsome too!"Millie and Winston exchanged a glance.Millie shook her head and was about to say she didn't want any.But Winston simply said, "I'll take two."Millie gave Winston a questioning look.Winston said to her, "I wasn't planning on buying it either, but she called me your boyfriend. With her having such good taste, shouldn't I buy two to show some support?"The vendor laughed heartily.Millie pressed her lips together and moved her mouth slightly. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.The vendor said, "It seems like I was right. If I had mentioned the word husband, then would you have bought out my whole car?"Winston nodded. "I'm considering it. However, I don't think she'd approve."The vendor laughed heartily and said, "You all look unfamiliar, so you probably aren't from the school
Millie was the type of person who stood firm on what she wanted, regardless of who was around. No setbacks or hardships could affect her.Winston thought about this and felt even more heartache for Millie. He was the one who turned the brave and passionate girl, someone who never cared about what others thought, into the cold person she was now.He felt that loving someone was akin to taking care of a flower. He had watched as a beautiful tulip transformed into a rose covered in thorns."Winston?"He heard Millie's voice close by.Winston turned his head and saw Millie frowning. "What are you thinking about? Let's go?""Not going to watch for a bit longer?" he asked."I've seen this fountain so many times. What's so special about it?" Millie remarked with a clear voice, glancing at the fountain.Winston smiled but didn't say anything.In the past, every time she was there, she would always use excuses like "I haven't seen enough" or "Let's watch the fountain a little longer" t
"Hey there, could you help me take a picture?" Millie was looking around when someone suddenly called out to her.Millie turned around to see a tall boy holding a camera. Behind him, there was a girl waiting.Millie nodded and was about to take the camera to help with taking a picture.Winston suddenly asked, "Can I help""Huh?" The boy paused. He looked at both of them and then said with a smile, "Alright then…"However, he was clearly hesitant.Millie chuckled and said, "Let me handle it. I might be a bit more skilled than Mr. Greer is."Winston shrugged and didn't say anything else.Millie stepped forward with a camera in her hand. The two students stood next to each other. They maintained an appropriate distance, suggesting they weren't close. The girl wore a dress layered with a coat, which made her look stylish.Millie observed the two individuals. She could tell that the boy had feelings for the girl, for he was being very cautious.The girl was smiling sweetly at the
The man was wearing a loose sweatshirt with black pants. On top of that, he wore a long padded coat. His tall stature made him stand out among the other students. He looked even more like a student because of his outfit.Millie was a bit surprised when the person happened to look up in her direction. The two of them stood gazing at each other from across a wide asphalt road.Millie walked over and asked, "What are you doing here?"Winston pressed his lips together and didn't answer her question. Instead, he asked her, "Why are you here so late?""I asked you first." Millie looked up at him, determined to get an answer."Just trying to revisit some memories," he said calmly. He ran a hand through his hair before putting both hands in his pockets.Millie hummed in acknowledgment."What about you? You're not from the University of Yerwick, are you?" he laughed.Millie looked at him with a calm expression, as if nothing could really stir her interest."I have quite a few memories
Millie felt guilty, squeezing the orange in her hand so hard it was almost about to burst. She mumbled softly, "I mean, is it alright that Winston also came to the Spring Festival?"Layla placed the items on the table, then sat down on the couch and asked, "Why? Doesn't he have a home to go to?"Millie hesitated. That was a tricky question to answer."Got kicked out by the Greer family?" She eyed Millie with an intense gaze that was overwhelming and quite fierce.Millie didn't dare speak, but she still had to answer, "No."Layla gave a cold smile and immediately asked, "So why isn't he going back to his own home for New Year's Day and instead coming to ours? Is he crazy?""Grandma, he…" Millie wanted to explain."I don't agree," Layla stated flatly, dismissing any further explanations.Millie choked up and quietly looked over at Arthur.Arthur's expression grew more serious, as if he agreed with what Layla had said, and he turned his attention to the television."You're not e
Winston could sense that Millie was helping him to look better in front of the elders.Millie's demeanor remained as gentle as ever.The more he pursued her, the more he felt unworthy of her. She was really too outstanding.It was true that with some people, the more one got to know them, the more one would fall in love with them.Meanwhile, some others became less noteworthy as more people got to know them.Winston sincerely expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Millie."He felt grateful regardless of whether she was willing to give herself another chance or if she once loved him.Millie looked down and said, "No need to thank me. I'm giving you a chance, but it's also a chance for myself.""Winston, even if I'm not with you, I won't love anyone else again."One painful experience of love was more than enough for her.Winston chuckled softly and said with a deep voice, "That's my fault. Regardless of whether we end up together in the future or not, Millie, don't turn down som
"Are you complimenting me?" Winston suddenly felt like he turned into a fool in front of Millie.He couldn't understand what she said anymore, whether it was good or bad things. All he knew was that Millie was in front of him, and simply seeing her made him feel content.Millie could tell that Winston didn't seem to be in his right mind today. She wouldn't tease him anymore, then.Soon, an attendant served the food.The sound of the cello gently filled the room, and it sounded quite pleasant. It was a rare quiet night, and Millie had been tired recently. It was quite nice to suddenly enjoy this gentle moment.Millie was about to slice into some foie gras when Winston handed over a small piece of steak. "Try it. It's delicious," he said.Millie looked at Winston. He didn't make a move and just stared at her as she started eating.Millie pressed her lips together, not feeling her spirits dampen at all.The steak he gave did taste quite good.Winston noticed she enjoyed it, so he