Rowan also brought some imported food for them all to enjoy. Before departing, he announced, "We'll be delivering food every Monday from now on."As the gifts and food slowly overflowed the nurses' station and department, Millie's colleagues wondered if this was really happening. They were in disbelief.Joanna stared at the gifts on the table and angrily threw them into the trash can again.Joanna's lackey was about to toss it away when she overheard someone mention, "I've actually looked up this scarf online before. It's worth thousands of dollars.""This perfume is also a limited edition and quite difficult to buy."Wanda Cooper hesitated just before tossing the items into the trash can. Discarding the cakes and coffee was a simple decision. Yet, as a regular person, there was a tinge of reluctance to throw away the thousand-dollar scarf and limited edition perfume.Joanna stared at Wanda, perplexed by her hesitation and actions. Did she truly want to keep the gifts that Millie
Layla was the first to respond to Millie's message. "Have you received everything? Work diligently in the hospital, and don't embarrass me!"Millie pouted as she read the message.Millie: "Don't worry, I've got this. I won't embarrass you!"Terrence: "Even though you didn't take charge of my company, there must be a celebration for you wherever you go. I'll handle all the arrangements. Simply focus on your work, and if you're unhappy, come home and inherit the family property."Millie smiled, and her eyes gleamed with both helplessness and happiness. She felt grateful for having a father who eagerly awaited her return home every day in anticipation of passing down his inheritance.Julia: "Happy working, Mills. I love you."Millie was ecstatic but wondered why Arthur didn't reply. "@Grandpa, did you arrange anything?"Arthur, peering through his glasses at the phone screen, was suddenly mentioned. He couldn't resist texting a message tinged with grievance. Arthur: "I was about
Joanna smiled. "May I take the food to go?"Millie stared at Joanna, wondering what she was up to. Joanna glared at her with a burning desire for revenge. She couldn't forget how Millie had made her purchase an excessive amount of drinks at the bar."Dr. Lowell, you may order whatever you want to eat. I'm fine with it," Millie replied earnestly.Their colleagues glanced at the pair, sensing the tension in the air.Joanna summoned the waiter and asked, "What is the most expensive dish on the menu?""Ms. Lowell, five exquisite lobsters have just arrived from Arbalia today. Their average price is about two thousand dollars each," replied the waiter.The others were shocked upon hearing the price. It cost two thousand dollars per lobster. Clearly, they were not eating lobsters but money."We want them all." Joanna smiled.The waiter was stunned and wondered whether she was truly ordering all the lobsters.Joanna tilted her head, took a sip of water, and asked, "Why? Are you unwi
Winston had a captivating bass voice, especially when he expressed his intention to make amends, showing great affection for Joanna. Millie felt a pang in her heart at his words. She gazed deeply into his eyes and offered a gentle smile. Saying nothing more, she turned back toward the private room. If Joanna found out that the five premium lobsters she ordered to cause trouble for Millie were paid by Winston, she would likely be furious.Winston gazed upon Millie's back, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. In the past, Millie would have surely caused a commotion upon hearing him attempting to please Joanna. However, this time, she simply glanced at him before turning away. Was this because she no longer loved him or because she loved him too much and had to pretend not to care?Millie returned to the private room, purposefully leaving the door ajar because she knew that Winston would come to see Joanna. True to her expectations, Winston knocked on the door as soon a
After the gathering, Winston escorted Joanna back to her home.Millie was the last one to leave. She headed to the cashier to settle the bill for the additional food they had ordered. However, she was informed that Winston had already taken care of it. Upon realizing that Winston's kind gesture was not directed at her, Millie felt jealous. At this moment, she envied Joanna even more. Joanna had the power to make Winston fall deeply in love with her.Millie glanced at the clock and realized it was already 10:00 pm. She couldn't understand why she was feeling so utterly exhausted. Perhaps it was because it was her very first day at work. She felt extremely drained.Millie didn't go home right away. Instead, she sat on the couch in the lobby for a while. After lingering there for a period of time, just as she was about to doze off, she thought she saw Winston at the entrance.Millie thought she was dreaming. Hence, she rubbed her eyes and stood up, planning to go home and rest. But
Millie carefully considered Winston's words, gazing intently at his face before replying gently, "I'm seeking a 6' 3" male athlete who is charming, handsome, and exceptional in bed."Winston sneered, startled by the obscene words coming out of Millie's mouth. Exceptional in bed? He pinched Millie's chin, his gaze growing icier. "Are you that lonely?" "You're out there having all the fun, so what's wrong with me finding a male athlete? Is it illegal?" Millie asked.Winston was about to answer her question when Millie added, "Winston, men shouldn't have double standards. If you want me to be a devoted wife and dutifully follow your lead at home, then you must adhere to the same principle."Winston gazed at her, rendered speechless. After a long while, he asked, "Are you complaining?""Yes, I am." She was complaining that he had disappointed her for the past three years and that he seemed to be planning to divorce her, but his actions were confusing her.He constantly gave her hope
Winston took a deep breath and recalled what the others said. "Millie always followed Winston around but vanished the moment he was kidnapped!"He raised his hand, unable to resist the urge to bite his fingertips, his gaze growing more complex."You're all grown up now, yet you still bite your finger," Millie exclaimed, her tone dripping with mockery.Winston averted his gaze and frowned. He promptly withdrew his hand, feeling unease. He wondered if it was Millie who had saved him, but he couldn't understand why she never mentioned it in the past three years. He felt suspicious and decided to ask her directly about what had happened back then.Suddenly, the door to the private room swung open, and the chef presented the food. "Cobb salad, steak pie, and pumpkin soup. Mr. and Mrs. Greer, enjoy your meal."At first, Millie wasn't hungry. However, when she saw the food on the table, her stomach started growling. She had skipped dinner after a tiring day of work and was thus starvin
"Win, have you reached home?" Joanna's voice was soft and gentle.Winston glanced toward the door and replied softly, "I'm home.""Could you please give me a ride to work tomorrow morning?" Joanna asked a little coquettishly with a hint of a smile. Winston took a sip of water. "I'll pick you up after work."He had to go to the cell the following morning."No, please take me to work and pick me up when I finish. We can have dinner together, alright?" Joanna's voice softened.Winston lost his patience. "Joanna, don't force me to do something I don't want."There was a momentary silence on the other end of the phone, followed by her question. "Then what would you like to do?"Winston massaged his forehead, feeling irritated. "I'll pick you up after work. I'm hanging up now."After that, he ended the call.At that moment, a black Rolls-Royce was parked outside the private kitchen. Inside the car, Joanna gripped her phone tightly, only to hear the beep, signaling the call was dis
"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
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