Since they were both adults, Simon couldn't be bothered to beat around the bush. No one would go out of the way to be nice to another if it weren't for ulterior motives.He was forthright about his admiration for Millie, which surprised her. "But I'm not yet divorced," she said stiffly. "I know.""Mr. Harrison, are you seriously going to be a homewrecker for love?" she couldn't help but tease him.The mood lightened. Raising a brow cheekily, he grunted. "Well, that's a possibility."She chortled before looking out of the window. "I do not have plans to date for now."He immediately replied, "I'll just take a number and wait until you're ready."Her heart fluttered. Looking down, she smiled but said nothing. …After dinner, Simon sent her home. Terrence and Julia, who were watching the TV, interrogated her when she got home. "Was it Simon who drove you home?""Yeah." She lay on the couch tiredly.Terrence grunted. He stated, "I saw Winston when I visited your grandpa at
Harriet scanned Millie from head to toe before marching up to the latter. She taunted Millie, "Ms. Caldwell, I'm surprised you have the taste of a middle-aged lady in jewelry at your young age!"Millie grunted. "I'm just looking around.""Just looking around, I see. I'm right; young people nowadays are uncultured."Millie was dumbfounded by Harriet's remarks. Harriet appeared to be easygoing and gentle, but she could be sharp-tongued and irritating when she opened her mouth.Millie assumed Harriet was picking on her because she was Joanna's love rival."I heard you and Winston are in the middle of a divorce. Is that true?" Harriet asked while checking out the jewelry."Mrs. Lowell, you are very up-to-date indeed." Millie smiled.Harriet said flatly, "It's about time you get a divorce. Nothing good will come out of this, even if you stay with a man who doesn't love you for another few years."Then, she added calmly, "My daughter Jo is the perfect match for Winston." She drawled,
The next morning, Millie jolted awake from Marvin's call. He sounded urgent. "Boss, I have bad news!"Eyes shut, Millie turned in bed and stuffed the blanket between her legs. She calmly instructed him in a drowsy voice, "Go ahead.""Winston Greer found out that M Base was behind the hacking."Frowning, she thought, "Wait. Didn't we go through the same update yesterday?""Today, he discovered that I was the culprit who sent the virus to his phone."Upon hearing that, Millie shot up from her bed. What?"Marvin, what's up with you?" She was puzzled. Marvin had always been meticulous, so why was he found out?"But—" He cleared his throat and said, "I'm still safe for now."She got out of bed and put the call on speaker mode. She questioned, "What do you mean?""He hasn't narrowed it down to me, so I'm protected for now. The M Base is also protected; it hasn't been exposed yet. But…"Millie was about to go to the bathroom when Marvin confessed, "I pinned the blame on you. I tol
Millie quietly cursed Marvin over and over. She changed into a new outfit and rushed out to meet with Winston in her flashy purple Pagani. She dared not be late.Meanwhile, Winston gracefully enjoyed his breakfast. His mannerisms were impeccable. She rolled her eyes at his pretentiousness. Eli, standing by Winston's side, nodded at her. "Madam Millie, please take a seat."She pursed her lips and proceeded to take her seat, but Winston suddenly asked, "Who says you could sit?"Millie and Eli exchanged looks. Eli said apologetically, "Mr. Greer, I'll wait for you outside."Eli wanted to get out for fear of stumbling even more. Millie watched as Eli left. She then turned to Winston and took her seat, defying his orders. She might have shown up as he requested, but that didn't mean she was scared of him!Frowning, he glared at her and snapped, "Did I ask you to take a seat?""Why did you make me come here, then? Watch you eat your breakfast?" she retorted indignantly.For a seco
"Millie, are you threatening me now?" He narrowed his eyes, and they glinted dangerously. Millie straightened up and put on a serious face. "I swear to God I do not intend to threaten you."She wasn't crazy. She wouldn't admit to threatening him in his face.His expression stiffened. He seemed really mad. Standing up, he placed a thick document on the table. "Ms. Caldwell, these are the losses that my company suffered."Fixing an icy glare on her, he stated, "I look forward to your compensation, or we shall meet in court."Frowning, Millie flipped through the invoices and promptly went blank from shock. What was wrong with Winston? How could he count the loss in cafeteria sales due to employee absence? What a petty man!Marvin's words echoed in her head. "Think carefully. He won't go hard on you because you're his wife, unlike me, an outsider. Isn't that right?"Hah!Glaring at him, she barked, "You capitalist pig!""You deserve it." Smiling, he proceeded to leave but stopp
Millie had agreed to drop by the hotel as per Terrence's request because she might need his help to pay Winston.She wandered to the bar in the Grand Santiago Hotel before going to the front desk. She asked, "May I know the directions to this room?"At the same time, Winston entered the hotel. Holding his phone, he reported in a deep voice, "I'm here."He took the elevator, only to notice that Millie had joined him. Frowning, he scanned her from head to toe.They hadn't met for a day, but when they ran into each other, they treated each other as enemies; none was willing to back down."Dear ex-husband, what exactly is it that you do for work? Why did it require you to be at the hotel?" she taunted him.He ignored her, his expression flat. She stole a look at him when she realized they were headed to the same floor. He was clad in a formal black suit. The warm lighting in the elevator cast a soft glow on his face. His thick lashes cast a shadow under his eyes. His pursed lips lo
Winston tightened his grip on the phone. The memory of that man Millie met in the hotel suite flashed across his mind. Indeed, the man bore a resemblance to Simon.He wondered if Millie and Simon's relationship had progressed to the point where they would meet at a hotel. How could Millie brazenly take the elevator with him to meet Simon last night? Weren't their hugging a provocative display toward him?Winston felt troubled and frustrated. He had an urge to ask Millie about it. How could she hack into his phone and his company's systems and go on a date with a man at a hotel the next second without batting an eye?Ever since she decided on the divorce, she had repeatedly shocked him. He had gotten to know her all over again.At the same time, Millie sneezed hard on her way home. She rubbed her nose and mumbled, "Did I catch a cold today? Doesn't seem like it."Her phone chimed, notifying her of a text. "When are you coming tomorrow? I can't wait to have dinner with you!"Sighin
After Winston left, Millie and the mysterious man left the suite. The man's deep voice echoed, "I would like steak for dinner."She nodded. "Fine. I can treat you to anything you like."The man pressed on, "Have you given the matter some consideration?"She flashed him an awkward smile, as she totally didn't.Rolling his eyes, the man tapped her on the forehead.…Just as Winston arrived at Joanna's ward, he received a text from Jake. "Winston, guess who I saw on the road? Your ex-wife!" Another text soon came. "Ho ho! Her car really stands out. I could spot it from a mile away! But why was there a guy in her car? I caught a glimpse, and god, was he hot!"Winston frowned at the texts, which wouldn't stop coming in. Jake rambled on, "They seemed quite flirty. I even saw him feeding your ex-wife some cherries. Looks like she has options!"Winston might appear emotionless, but he slowly clenched his fist. He was ready to block Jake's number if he refused to stop.Jake wrote,
"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