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,
On the next day, Millie was reading a patient's medical history when Rachel's voice came through her earphones, asking, "Have you heard about the cruise party next month?""Yeah." Millie kept her head low. She looked great in a white coat paired with a pink shirt underneath.Rachel remarked, "I joined the cruise party with a host. All I can say is… it was debauchery."Millie chuckled. She wasn't surprised to learn about the debauchery in the world of the wealthy. To the ordinary folks, the cruise party was an opportunity to socialize, nothing more."One of the brand owners wanted me to attend with him. I'm thinking it over." Rachel yawned.Millie replied, "I'm going."That surprised Rachel. "What? Come again?"Ever since Millie married Winston, she hadn't participated in social events of these sorts. She appeared to be more open-minded on the brink of a divorce.Raising a brow, Millie said with a drawl, "I'll enjoy a passionate fling. What do you think?"Rachel fell silent for
Millie had wanted to yell at Winston for spamming her with calls. However, she decided to be civil when he brought up the compensation. "I need time to access the funds. Mr. Greer, I thought you knew the procedure.""Transfer the funds tonight," he demanded, sounding displeased.Millie was speechless and wondered if Winston was delusional. It was already nighttime, so how was she supposed to do that when the banks were closed?"I'll wait for you at The Metropolitan," he commanded, causing her heart to drop.She hadn't heard that tone in a while. It transported her to years ago, which evoked feelings of bitterness.In the past, she would go to him without hesitation, despite the distance and the difficulties, as it was her honor to be needed by him.She had always put him before herself, but that didn't earn his respect. Instead, it led to the unfortunate state of their marriage.Looking down, she said, "I have something tonight. I can't meet you. I'll transfer the funds to you t
"Winston Greer? Why are you here?" Terrence answered the door, much to Winston's surprise.Winston had assumed that Millie was in Simon's company. Therefore, Terrence's presence was unexpected. He wondered if Millie was introducing Simon to her parents.Terrence scanned Winston from head to toe. Then, he turned to Millie. "Did you invite Winston over?""No, she didn't," Winston interjected. "I came on my own." With that, he walked around Terrance and entered the private room.Terrence was caught off guard by Winston's lack of manners. In the past, Winston had always shown him and Julia respect despite his dislike of Millie. Today, he clearly didn't bother with it.Winston realized that only Julia and Millie were in the room. The ladies seemed puzzled by Winston's presence and rose from their seats. Millie furrowed her brow in confusion.Winston seemed troubled.A thought hit Millie. She blurted out, "Are you here to catch me in the act?"Julia and Terrence exchanged looks. Th
However, Winston's attention was on Thomas. He mused, "Does this mean Millie has been spending time with Thomas, not Simon, over the last few days? Was Thomas the guy who called her 'Mills' at the Grand Santiago Hotel?"It was public knowledge that Arthur Caldwell had two sons. The eldest, Terrence, was an astute businessman. The younger, Thomas, wasn't expected to be of much use as he was brazen and rebellious. Defying expectations, Thomas went on to build his entertainment empire, running a company that was home to many talented and popular A- and B-listers.Arthur and Layla had Thomas late in their life; thus, Arthur doted on him. Due to his outgoing and lively personality, Thomas was like a friend of the same age as Millie.Thomas had always tried to talk Millie into joining the entertainment industry, but she insisted on living a boring home life with Winston.Therefore, he was taken aback when he learned about their imminent divorce. At one point, he even assumed Millie was
"By the way, I heard you were bidding for that parcel of land by the airport," Thomas addressed Winston after taking a sip of wine.Winston nodded curtly. "Yes."Curious, Thomas prodded, "What for?""I plan to build a manor," Winston replied matter-of-factly.Millie stole a quick glance at him. Looking disappointed, she lowered her head and took a sip of water. The rumors about Winston spending a fortune to build Joanna a manor were true, then.Once again, she sighed at the depth of Winston's love for Joanna. His love was reserved for two—himself and Joanna."What makes you think of building a manor by the airport?" Thomas sounded surprised.Winston couldn't help but look at Millie. She knew he was hesitant to hurt her with the truth, and she, too, would not want to hear the words from his mouth."Uncle Thomas, stop asking." She placed her cup on the table and checked the time before saying to Winston, "Winston Greer, come with me." With that, she left the room.Winston excu
Layla said, "Even though it's soon New Year's and everyone is busy, try to be a bit more gentle! We're all elderly people here, so what's wrong with being patient?"Since you're in the service industry, you should maintain a proper attitude. If you can't even speak politely, then you shouldn't be in this line of work. I suggest you close up shop for good!"Winston squinted. That voice sounded very familiar. It seemed like Layla's voice.He quickly walked over and saw that Arthur was helping an elderly gentleman up while Layla was engaged in a debate with a young female shopkeeper."How I run my store is my business. If you want to buy something, go ahead. If not, just leave. I don't need you to tell me how to run my life!" The store owner glared at Layla while speaking with a very unfriendly tone, their voice sharp and cutting.Layla was exasperated and asked, "Don't you understand the saying that the customer is king?""What about the damn king? Just go away," the lady grumbled,
Layla said, "Look, you're really persistent, aren't you? I don't like you. Do you need me to spell it out for you?""Grandma, I want to pursue Mills. Since I want to be with Mills, I need to have everyone's approval. Right now, I'm trying hard to make everyone like me. It's part of the process that you might dislike me at first, but I can't just give up because of that. How else would I pursue Mills?" Winston said clearly.As expected of a businessman, his negotiation style was very serious and precise. Despite his gentle tone, there was still a strong sense of pressure in his eyes and demeanor.Layla moved her lips slightly. She didn't know how to get Winston to leave, so she shouted, "I don't care! Just stop bothering us here!"Winston furrowed his brows.Layla then asked Arthur to pull the cart himself.Ding! Winston's phone rang out.Arthur took the cart and quickly left with Layla.Winston stood still, watching the couple walk away, and couldn't help but sigh. The call on
"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