"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
Layla said, "Even though it's soon New Year's and everyone is busy, try to be a bit more gentle! We're all elderly people here, so what's wrong with being patient?"Since you're in the service industry, you should maintain a proper attitude. If you can't even speak politely, then you shouldn't be in this line of work. I suggest you close up shop for good!"Winston squinted. That voice sounded very familiar. It seemed like Layla's voice.He quickly walked over and saw that Arthur was helping an elderly gentleman up while Layla was engaged in a debate with a young female shopkeeper."How I run my store is my business. If you want to buy something, go ahead. If not, just leave. I don't need you to tell me how to run my life!" The store owner glared at Layla while speaking with a very unfriendly tone, their voice sharp and cutting.Layla was exasperated and asked, "Don't you understand the saying that the customer is king?""What about the damn king? Just go away," the lady grumbled,
Layla said, "Look, you're really persistent, aren't you? I don't like you. Do you need me to spell it out for you?""Grandma, I want to pursue Mills. Since I want to be with Mills, I need to have everyone's approval. Right now, I'm trying hard to make everyone like me. It's part of the process that you might dislike me at first, but I can't just give up because of that. How else would I pursue Mills?" Winston said clearly.As expected of a businessman, his negotiation style was very serious and precise. Despite his gentle tone, there was still a strong sense of pressure in his eyes and demeanor.Layla moved her lips slightly. She didn't know how to get Winston to leave, so she shouted, "I don't care! Just stop bothering us here!"Winston furrowed his brows.Layla then asked Arthur to pull the cart himself.Ding! Winston's phone rang out.Arthur took the cart and quickly left with Layla.Winston stood still, watching the couple walk away, and couldn't help but sigh. The call on
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Winston finally had a moment to ask how he was doing.Arthur nodded. His demeanor toward Winston seemed a bit more gentle than before.Layla sighed. "There's too many people. Let's all slow down a bit.""Okay," Arthur said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm fine.""You're getting older, and a fall could be life-threatening," Layla said anxiously, holding onto Arthur's arm tightly. "Hold onto me, alright?""If I hold onto you, I'll end up pulling you down as well if I fall!" Arthur grumbled.Layla said, "I don't care. Just hold onto me.""Okay, I'll hold on to you," Arthur relented.Winston was quietly following them from behind and couldn't help but smile himself. This was pretty nice.Who wouldn't envy a relationship that stayed this loving and affectionate all the way until old age?"Should we buy some candy?" Layla said, pointing at the candy in front of them.Arthur said, "Okay."Whatever she wanted, he would agree. The two of them acted both harmo
"She's been hurt so badly, almost losing her life, yet he said she's fortunate. Clearly, he's the fortunate one! If he leaves our Mills, where else is he going to find a girl as wonderful and sweet as her?"Arthur nodded in agreement, playing along like a sidekick. "Exactly, that's what I'm saying!"He spoke a bit louder than usual, clearly aiming his words at Winston.Of course, Winston surely understood what they were thinking.He nodded. "Grandma is right. It was definitely me aiming too high. So if I get another chance, I will definitely treat Millie well.""Hmph! Men are all talk!" Layla had long seen through Winston's ways.Winston was at a loss for words.It didn't take long to reach the entrance of the supermarket.There were a lot of people present because of New Year's Day shopping.After Layla got sick once, her health had significantly worsened. Additionally, with one of her hands not working well, she appeared a bit flustered when she and Arthur entered the superm
"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