Millie glanced at Winston with initial shock and disbelief in her eyes. Then a hint of amusement appeared, and soon she couldn't hold it in and broke into laughter."Haha!" Millie raised her hand and placed the back of it on Winston's forehead.He didn't have a fever, right? Why else would he go along with such an absurd request?"Winston, where's your self-respect?" Millie tapped Winston's head.Winston furrowed his brow, wondering what exactly self-respect was supposed to be. Was it something edible, or could he use it to pursue Millie?She wanted to hear him, so he just played along for her. After all, women only needed a little bit of coaxing."I have none. It's all gone. Maybe the dog ate it." Winston spread his hands with a helpless expression on his face.Millie laughed and said, "You're being silly. Go help Grandpa put up the Spring Festival couplets!"Winston nodded. "Alright, let's get to work."Millie watched Winston as he bustled about, and a wave of emotions began
"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
Millie glanced at Winston with initial shock and disbelief in her eyes. Then a hint of amusement appeared, and soon she couldn't hold it in and broke into laughter."Haha!" Millie raised her hand and placed the back of it on Winston's forehead.He didn't have a fever, right? Why else would he go along with such an absurd request?"Winston, where's your self-respect?" Millie tapped Winston's head.Winston furrowed his brow, wondering what exactly self-respect was supposed to be. Was it something edible, or could he use it to pursue Millie?She wanted to hear him, so he just played along for her. After all, women only needed a little bit of coaxing."I have none. It's all gone. Maybe the dog ate it." Winston spread his hands with a helpless expression on his face.Millie laughed and said, "You're being silly. Go help Grandpa put up the Spring Festival couplets!"Winston nodded. "Alright, let's get to work."Millie watched Winston as he bustled about, and a wave of emotions began
Winston nodded with a smile and said, "Grandma, I understand."Millie smiled warmly, unable to hold back her laughter. Layla was just so endearing."Alright, the lights are all set up. What's on the menu today, and who's cooking?" Thomas walked in casually.Everly took off her coat and saw that there was a painting in front of Layla."Oh, could this be something that Mr. Greer brought?" she asked. "This painting looks really expensive.""Mr. Greer, do I get a gift?" Everly couldn't help teasing Winston.Winston knew that this was yet another person coming to give him a challenge."Sorry. I didn't know you and Uncle Thomas were here, so I didn't prepare anything. If there's something you like, I can buy it for you," he offered."How hilarious! Do you think I can't afford it? Do I need you to buy it?" Everly scoffed.Winston smiled and said, "Yes, you can afford it, but there's always a difference between something gifted to you and something you buy for yourself.""Mr. Greer i
"Is this… a painting by Quentin Scott?" Layla asked, a bit incredulous.The Caldwell family held quite a respectable reputation in Yerwick City. Coupled with Layla's status, she was certainly not lacking in esteem.She wanted to buy this painting and had been trying to purchase it for over a year, but she still wasn't able to get it.The moment Winston nodded, she once again sensed the disparity between the Caldwell family and the Greer family.Although they didn't disagree that Winston wronged Millie, the truth was that they did have a good sense in their choices."Grandma, this is a painting by Quentin Scott. I bought it directly from Quentin Scott's assistant myself. It's absolutely genuine." Winston nodded, his demeanor gentle and well-mannered.Layla had thought Winston might give her something she liked, but she never expected that he would actually give her the painting "Where Mountains Meet the Sea" by Quentin Scott!Layla couldn't help but stand up and approach Winston.
Winston had already decided to humble himself completely to make sure his wife remained happy."Go on in," Thomas finally said.Millie and Winston went inside, where Everly was crouching next to Arthur, working on the lights with him.Winston put down the gifts he brought and asked, "Can I help with anything?""Ah, Winston, you're here. Come on in and warm up a bit." Arthur smiled and didn't say anything more.Millie nodded, indicating that Winston should go in first.Thomas and Everly stayed outside working on the lights while Millie, Winston, and Arthur went inside the house.In the living room, Layla was eating chips and watching TV. When she saw that Winston had arrived, she remained expressionless.Millie glanced cautiously at her grandmother with a gentle expression."Grandpa, I brought some good coffee beans." Winston placed a gift box on the coffee table.Arthur chuckled and said, "You didn't need to bring any gifts. You already brought plenty last time."The last gi
Soon, it was New Year's Eve. Yerwick City didn't have a ban on fireworks, so the neighborhood had been lively since early in the day.Arthur wanted to hang some lights to bring more festive spirit into the house. However, when he looked at the high places where he needed to hang them, he felt like he just couldn't manage it.Just as Thomas and Everly arrived outside the door, he called out to them, "Hurry and hang up these lights.""Oh dear, be careful not to fall at this age." Thomas quickly took the string of lights from Arthur's hands.Arthur replied, "I was just waiting for you all!"Everly joked, "Grandpa, are you upset that we arrived late?""Hmph! You weren't early enough. Millie hasn't even shown up yet!"But as soon as he finished speaking, Millie walked in holding some things. "Grandpa, I heard you talking about me from far away, and I've sneezed several times because of it," she said with a slight smile, her voice bright and cheerful.The group turned their attention
At that moment, a cold snort came from the staircase.Arthur looked up. Wasn't that Layla standing there?Layla walked downstairs, her tone sounding incredulous as she said, "Is this guy really willing to go to such lengths to get what he wants? He even had the nerve to say something like that?""When pursuing someone you like, there's nothing you wouldn't do, no matter how embarrassing. Back when I was trying to win you over, didn't I wait for you outside your house every day?" The thought brought Arthur a sense of sorrow.The Cadmores were a medical family, and Arthur was a businessman. Even though he also made a fortune in the medical field, the Cadmore family wasn't willing for the two of them to be together. They just wanted Layla to marry someone who was also studying medicine.Believe it or not, back then, there really was another medical student as her suitor. The Cadmore family liked them, and outsiders also thought they were a good match.In the end, the persistent suit
The car was parked in front of the Caldwell residence. Eli took out the items and silently handed them to Winston. He wanted to see if Winston could help escort the two elderly people to the door."No need to accompany me any further. Let's leave it here," Layla insisted, maintaining her refusal.She always maintained a sense of propriety, even in how she addressed Winston.Winston found Layla harder to impress than Millie."Grandma, let me help you take it inside. It's not far. I'll just go in and come right out. I won't stay long," Winston said with a smile.Layla was about to speak. Arthur nudged her arm, suggesting she let it go, as she had been bothered enough already.Layla remained silent for a moment before nodding.Winston was given permission, and he immediately followed the two elderly people into the Caldwell residence with the items.Eli sighed and couldn't help but take a video of Winston, feeling really humbled.It was really hard to believe this was Winston.W
"The shop shutting down for rectifications is necessary. If she keeps up this attitude, there's no point in having the store here. You all should remove her from this place," Layla said, intending to rid Clara of a job.When Clara heard it, her face turned pale. However, she didn't dare to speak at the moment, fearing that the more she said, the more mistakes she might make.These people all seemed to be important figures!"Alright!" Bernard clapped his hands and agreed, "Professor Cadmore, we agree. If she doesn't give the proper compensation, we will definitely fire her!"Arthur supported Layla and gently patted her back, gesturing for her to calm down and not be upset anymore.Layla had finally started to calm down a bit. She had actually become much more mellow with her temper. In the past, whether in the lab or outside, she was always decisive and assertive.This was also why Arthur had been obedient all these years. He would always go along with her."Hurry up, apologize t
Bernard gave Clara a strong push. She fell to the ground, crying out in anger, "What's the meaning of this!"Bernard approached Winston with his hands tightly clasped and bowed respectfully as he exclaimed, "Mr. Greer!"Winston raised his hand, signaling for him to get up.Clara sat on the ground, feeling completely dumbfounded. Why was Bernard treating him with such respect? Who was this person? What was his background?Winston, with a cold expression, adjusted his sleeve and looked indifferently at Clara on the ground.Bernard said, "Mr. Greer, you should have told us you were coming! I would have had someone prepared to welcome you long ago. I'm really sorry for any inconvenience you experienced. Please accept my apologies!""What's wrong with her? Is she unwell?" Winston asked, pointing to Clara on the ground.Bernard quickly said, "She…""No matter what's up with her, disrespecting customers is a big mistake. I am demanding that her shop undergo rectifications before reope