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
Winston was stunned. He couldn't believe that she had actually blocked him. He called Millie right away but discovered that his number was also blocked when he attempted to call but couldn't reach her. He instantly felt upset and overwhelmed with anger.She was so bold that she even dared to block him. Moreover, she was perfectly fine while eating just now. So why did she suddenly lose her mind when she went to the bathroom? Wasn't she the one who used to want to be with him every day?Winston glared at Millie's half-finished meal on the table, feeling annoyed. He strode up and walked out. At the cash register, the boss said, "Mr. Greer, Mrs. Greer has already settled the bill."Winston was even more frustrated. He felt humiliated that his own wife paid the bill when they went out to eat together."When did she leave?" Winston asked coldly.The boss glanced at the clock and replied, "Fifteen minutes ago."Fifteen minutes ago? Winston retrieved his phone and checked his call log
2823 raised his head and locked eyes with Winston.Winston gazed at him, feeling a slight unease. At that moment, the name on his mind wasn't Joanna but Millie. He hoped it was Millie, but he also feared it was her."Think about it carefully before answering my question!" Winston glared at him with an icy stare, his eyes slowly growing more menacing.2823 lowered his head, trembling hands hanging by his legs. He was the mastermind behind the kidnapping. Ever since he had taken Winston captive, he kept a vigilant watch over him. He was in control of the overall situation, so he knew exactly who had been tailing him that day. It was Millie, without a doubt.Millie was just a young woman in her early 20s. However, she bravely followed them to fight alone and risked her own life to save Winston. Although he almost let the ill-fated couple go, the people behind him insisted that Winston must die, leaving him no choice.2823 gritted his teeth, stood up, and confronted Winston. "You're
The kidnapper lied… But he did it for the sake of his family. He had no other options.…Jeremy texted Joanna, "Ms. Lowell, Winston visited the prison today." Joanna was at work. Her heart started racing when she saw the message. She replied, "What did he ask?"Jeremy wrote, "Who saved him back then?"Joanna felt overwhelmed momentarily and calmly asked, "What did the man reply?"Jeremy replied, "Don't worry. He said what we told him to say."Joanna felt a pang of guilt. Winston didn't trust her. He was suspicious by nature. Despite telling her he loved her and wanted to marry her, he was secretly investigating if she was the one who saved him.At the same time, Millie pushed open the office door, and Vanessa immediately approached her. "Dr. Caldwell, you spent a lot of money yesterday, didn't you? You're so generous."Millie casually gathered her hair and tied it up. When she noticed Joanna, she replied in a casual tone, "I didn't pay the bill last night."Joanna looked up
Millie pushed open the door to the lounge and found Winston sitting on the couch. He was wearing a black suit and reading a magazine with his long legs casually crossed. His presence exuded elegance and dignity, every movement exuding an air of nobility.Millie knocked on the door and entered. Winston looked up and met Millie's calm gaze."What's up?" The flat and distant tone in her voice served as a constant reminder to Winston that their relationship had come to an end.She showed great determination and dashing elegance when she decided to stop loving him. Still, Winston wondered if Millie was the one who saved him back then.He pointed at the coffee table, and Millie suddenly noticed the divorce agreement lying there. "Millie, I've prepared a new divorce agreement. Taking into account our conversation last night, I'm willing to give you half of my assets."Millie was stunned. She saw the divorce agreement on the coffee table and picked it up. He had already signed it, just li
Millie quickly left after saying that. The door of the lounge slammed shut, and her hands clenched into fists. She leaned against the door, feeling her heart race. It felt like something was gripping her, causing pain and making it hard to breathe. She tried to convince herself that she had grown indifferent to Winston, that she no longer loved him. But deep down, she knew it was all a lie.When he brought up divorce again, her heart faltered. Eventually, they still ended up getting divorced.Millie continued to pant, trying to compose herself. Unbeknownst to her, a tear slid down from the corner of her eye. Millie wanted to immerse herself in work right away. She aimed to occupy her time so that she could avoid feeling overwhelming sadness.In the lounge, Winston tightly gripped the divorce agreement. He slowly lifted his hand and delicately massaged his forehead, taking a deep breath. Despite his decision to divorce Millie, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease rather
"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