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
"Your ID," He turned around and reminded Millie. Then, Millie placed her documents on the table.The official glanced up and asked, "Are you both sure about getting divorced? There's nothing you two can't work out by staying together. In fact—""We've made up our minds," Millie interrupted. There was a significant issue between them that they couldn't overcome—he didn't love her. Winston remained silent, his gaze fixed on the official. His demeanor was cold and unapproachable, and he seemed even more fierce with his icy expression.The official went straight to the point and reminded them, "Please be aware that there's a mandatory one-month cooling-off period for divorce. Even if you choose to proceed with your application today, it will not result in an immediate divorce. You will be required to return after one month.""Okay," they replied in unison. Millie thought that this was the time they were most in sync. The official gazed at the two of them for a moment. She seemed as
"Your grandma mentioned that he had been experiencing occasional heart pain for the past six months, but he didn't take it seriously because it only happened occasionally." Terrence's voice trembled slightly."I'll be… right there." Millie's mind went blank. She could save other lives, but she lost her composure when Arthur became ill."Drive faster, Winston," Millie reminded.Winston glanced at her. He noticed her eyes were red, and tears were streaming down her face. She appeared visibly flustered.Bifrost Hospital was 30 minutes away from the courthouse. Millie was stressed out by the traffic lights. She tried to relax by closing her eyes and taking deep breaths, but her heart wouldn't calm down.She fervently prayed for Arthur to pull through. What would happen to their family if something happened to Arthur? She couldn't bear the thought of life without him if something were to happen.Just as Millie panicked, a warm hand suddenly held hers.Winston gazed ahead, holding bac
Winston held Millie's hand and signaled her to remain calm.Sebastian removed his mask, glanced at them, and said solemnly, "He's not doing well."Upon hearing this, Millie took a step back. Without hesitation, Winston swiftly put his arm around Millie's waist and pulled her into his arms."What do you mean?" Julia asked, her voice trembling as she choked back her tears. Sebastian handed over the document and stated, "The patient is still under treatment. He has just gone into shock, and his condition isn't stable. This is a critical illness notice. Madam Layla asked you to sign."Sebastian's words hit Millie hard.Terrence lowered his voice and forced himself to calm down. While signing, he asked, "What are the odds?"Sebastian sighed. "It's hard to say."His words seemed to have given Arthur a death sentence. Millie's legs went weak, and memories of Arthur flashed through her mind.Terrence collapsed onto the chair. Winston rushed toward him and called out, "Terrence!"Ter
Millie appeared a bit lost, her hands dangling by her sides and eyes teary."Where did you go?" he asked in a hushed tone, his gaze filled with scrutiny."I was trying to get some fresh air at the outdoor seating area," Millie said in a gentle voice, and she seemed to be telling the truth."Arthur is fine now," Winston informed her.Millie approached Winston with a look of apology. "I apologize for the inconvenience I've caused you.""No need to apologize for that," he frowned, displeased with Millie's excessive formality toward him.Even though they were planning to divorce, he was still her husband. He couldn't simply stand by and watch as her grandfather fell ill. In the same way, Millie also followed Selma's wish and attended her birthday party."Regarding the divorce, I—" "Don't worry. We can discuss this after Arthur gets better," Winston cut her off. Millie's reddened eyes looked like those of a frightened deer, making her look delicate and pitiful. She bit her lip an
Millie was speechless after getting scolded. Terrence seldom raised his voice toward her in the past, but he consistently lost his temper whenever the matter involved Winston.Winston frowned and said quietly, "It's my fault, Terrence. Don't blame her.""Of course, it's your fault. Do you resent marrying Millie?" Terrence glared at Winston, his eyes filled with accusation.Winston gazed at Millie with conflicted feelings in his mesmerizing eyes.Millie avoided Winston's gaze, grasped Terrence's arm, and discreetly signaled for him to stop reprimanding Winston. The hospital was bustling with people. Winston was the CEO of Greer Group and a prominent figure in Yerwick. It wasn't a good look for him to be scolded by Terrence in public.Terrence was furious. "Are you still protecting him? Have you forgotten the pain he caused you? You don't even care about your life…"Before Terrence could finish his words, Millie interrupted him, "That's enough, Dad!"Terrence stopped talking.W
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Millie walked out. Watching her defiant figure, Winston felt a pang in his heart. It was as if a thorn had pricked it.Millie stopped at the entrance of the inpatient department. She then turned to face Winston, her hands properly placed in front of her. "Mr. Greer, this is as far as I'll go. I'm sorry for occupying your morning," she said gently. Winston hummed in response while his gaze lingered on her. He wanted to tell Millie that she could call him if she needed anything.However, before he could speak, someone called out, "Mills."The voice sounded familiar. Winston and Millie turned at the same time and saw Simon approaching with a bouquet and gifts. "Mr. Greer, you're here too," Simon said as a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.Winston glanced at Simon coldly. With an icy tone, he countered, "Is that so surprising?"He and Simon were currently competing for the same land. Naturally, this made them rivals.Simon chuckle
"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