"Millie, we're working at the outpatient clinic today," Lainey informed.Suddenly, Joanna stepped forward and asked, "Dr. Quinn, could you bring me along?"Lainey was surprised to see Joanna coming along, as she typically wouldn't join them."Sure. Then the two of you can go together," Lainey replied indifferently. One more person wouldn't make any difference to her."Why are you always following me? It's so hard to shake you off," Millie whispered sharply to Joanna."I started working at the Cardiac Surgery Department first. You're the one who should stop following me," Joanna retorted sarcastically."Joanna, I strongly advise you to keep a low profile. Don't forget whose spot you took to get into medical school," Millie threatened.Joanna was stunned.Millie added, "If you keep pushing me, I'll make sure your qualifications are worthless.""Are you threatening me?" Joanna asked furiously."It's great that you caught on," Millie replied with a sweet smile. "I thought you wer
Millie followed them into the room and heard a prison guard urging the doctor, "This prisoner is important. You have to save him."The prison guard then made a phone call, saying, "Yes, it's 2823. He's the main culprit in Winston Greer's kidnapping case."Millie glanced at the prison guard before making her way into the emergency room. Inside, she saw a man with a pallid complexion, foaming at the mouth and looking weak. She couldn't help but wonder if he had been poisoned while in prison. Millie was startled by the thought and wondered whether Winston was responsible.Millie couldn't help but remember the horrifying memory where the kidnapper tied her up and weighed her down with a rock before throwing her into the sea. It sent a shiver down her spine, causing her whole body to tremble involuntarily. Instinctively, she reached to touch the wound on her back, and a sudden surge of pain shot through her. The pain was unbearable, making Millie extremely uncomfortable.As she left
Winston smirked and shot a hostile glance at Simon. "A good match? I highly doubt it."Millie's eyebrows shot up in surprise at Winston's remark. In response, she intentionally hugged Simon's arm. "Mr. Greer, maybe you should take another look."Winston thought, "What does she mean by this? Is she challenging me?""Why do you think we aren't compatible?" Millie leaned in closer to Simon, looking more intimate.Winston's frown deepened, and Joanna could clearly sense his displeasure. She gently took his hand in hers.Winston fixed a sinister gaze on Millie, but she remained unfazed, her expression growing even more indifferent. Her provocation only intensified.With a composed smile, he replied casually, "As long as you approve of him, it doesn't matter if others think you two are a good match or not."Milled nodded. "That makes perfect sense."She looked up at Simon, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Simon, I know a fantastic restaurant that serves amazing food. How about we
"Yerwick is such a small city." Millie sighed.In fact, Yerwick was a big city. However, she kept running into people she didn't want to see.The man sneered as he slowly walked forward, finally standing beside Millie to wash his hands. Millie grabbed two tissues and dried her hands. Her fingers were truly beautiful, with a lovely hint of pink.Winston turned away and said in a low voice, "Millie, you've gone too far.""What do you mean, Mr. Greer?" Millie asked, tilting her head.Winston gazed into her doe eyes. Bathed in the soft, warm yellow light, her face was exquisite and captivating. Those eyes seemed to hold an irresistible allure. Winston's patience was wearing thin. "I'm sure you understand what I mean."This charade with Simon had to end."I'm not smart, so I really don't," Millie replied, looking away as she continued to dry her hands.Winston snorted and asked, "Millie, do you think this will get my attention?""I had no intention of capturing your attention, Mr
Winston grabbed Millie's wrist and spun her around, pressing her against the wall. As he did, he noticed the butterfly tattoo on her back. Suddenly, a blurred image of a woman flashed through his mind, overwhelming him with a surge of emotion. He found himself struggling to catch his breath.Pinned against the wall, Millie glared at Winston, fighting and cursing, "Let me go!"Winston felt extremely uneasy when he spotted her butterfly tattoo. Tightening his grip, he demanded, "How did you get this injury?"Millie warned him sternly, "Release me, or I'll hit you."Winston couldn't help but glance up at Millie. His thick, long eyelashes framed his eyes. In the softly lit bathroom, his silhouette appeared slightly blurred. "Answer me!" he shouted.Millie looked away, embarrassed by how he gripped her arm and restrained her.Winston was anxious, convinced that there was something behind Millie's injury. He wondered if it was possible for two women to have the same injury.Millie
It seemed that Joanna had been frequently ill since Winston's kidnapping."Let's go," said Simon.Mille hummed in response.They stood in silence in front of the elevator. Simon's gaze landed on Millie's shoulder. "So, how did you get this injury?"Millie was stunned, wondering if he had also overheard her conversation with Winston."I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional. I noticed Joanna at the door and my curiosity got the best of me, so I went over and happened to overhear," Simon explained.Millie shook her head to show that it didn't matter if he asked. Casually, she offered an explanation. "When I was a kid, I fell off the balcony and landed on a vase, which ended up cutting me."Simon gazed into her eyes and asked, "Really?""Of course! I never lie," Millie said with a serious expression.Simon burst out laughing. Millie cleared her throat slightly, feeling slightly guilty."Never lie…" He chuckled softly, repeating Millie's words.Simon was speechless. She always insisted
"Win, why are you here?" Selma was surprised to see Winston. She had secretly gone to the hospital with Gloria and wondered who had informed him."Grandma, I asked him to come," Millie interjected.All her colleagues eagerly looked into the office, hoping to get firsthand information. When Winston closed the door, they all sighed. They wondered what they would talk about, especially with Winston present."Grandma, Mom, I'll take you home," Winston said as he walked over and tried to help Selma up.Selma quickly pushed Winston away and crossed her arms. "I'm not going back!""This is a hospital, and Millie is working right now. Grandma, please be considerate," Winston advised, lowering his voice.Selma glared at Winston, a mix of grievance and disappointment in her eyes. "If you were capable of resolving your relationship issues on your own, I wouldn't have bothered to come here.""Exactly!" Gloria agreed, her tone dripping with reproach.Winston felt powerless. He said, "Mom, a
Millie wondered if she still loved Winston. Maybe she still had lingering feelings for him and couldn't fully let go.She looked at his striking face and memories of their wedding day flooded her mind. Rachel asked, "Millie, do you really love him that much? Would you still marry him even if he were cold to you?"Back then, she had firmly declared, "I love him. He's the only one I've ever loved. He's the only one I will love."However, she could no longer muster the courage to confess her unwavering love. Millie forced a smile, determined to keep her dignity in Winston's presence.Winston was annoyed by the way she looked at him. Her smile felt like a dagger piercing his heart.Millie said, "Grandma, I don't love him anymore."Winston felt a pang of hurt. It wasn't the first time she'd said she didn't love him. However, it still stung every time she looked at him and smiled, confirming her words. He couldn't help but think back to their university days. She had stood before h
While in the hospital, Millie rubbed her arms to keep warm. Then, the person on the bed woke up.Millie turned her head and looked at the person on the hospital bed. Winston's eyes were dull and showed signs of exhaustion. Their eyes met, and neither of them said a word.The nurse entered and saw that Winston was awake, so she patiently asked about his condition.He just kept looking at Millie without saying anything.Millie glanced at the nurse, signaling that she could continue with her work. Winston seemed fine now."You're not allowed to drink anymore," Millie said, her voice calm and indifferent.He closed his eyes, turned his head away, and didn't look at her again.Millie frowned and asked, "What do you mean by turning your head?"Winston remained silent, unable to speak because of the tightness in his throat.Millie poured a glass of water and asked him, "Would you like some water?"He still remained silent.Millie grew impatient and said, "Then I'll call Eli to take
Other than that word, Everly couldn't hear anything else."Dad, I can't hear what you're saying at all." Everly was becoming frustrated.Thomas exclaimed, "I said, Mills!""Yes, you're talking about Mills. And then? What about her?" Everly was extremely confused.She picked up her phone to check the time—it was already 3:00 am.She was about to lose it. From New Year's Eve till now, she did nothing but take care of Thomas."Dad, why don't we just go to sleep?" Everly didn't want to listen anymore.Whatever it was, she would be nice to Millie and not go up against her.She didn't like Millie before, but that was simply because she disliked how obsessed Millie was with romantic relationships."Oh! Ah!" Thomas suddenly started grumbling as he threw back the blanket. "Why can't you understand?"He was getting agitated.Everly was also getting extremely agitated. What exactly did she need to understand?He wasn't even speaking loud enough."I mean your sister! Millie!" Thomas s
Everly, feeling exasperated, helped Thomas off the couch and took him to the bathroom.Thomas lifted his head. His face was flushed, and his eyes dazed over. "My daughter, my daughter, I didn't throw up…"Everly looked at the mess on the ground and felt a headache coming on. Thomas had already thrown up, yet he still claimed he hadn't."You're drinking so much even though you can't handle it!" Everly shouted."What are you saying? It's like you're saying, saying, saying… ugh!" Thomas immediately leaned over the toilet, unable to finish his sentence. It was like he was speaking in tongue twisters, and no one could understand him.Everly sighed. She twitched her nose and turned to go outside to wait for him.Ten minutes went by, and Everly had finished tidying up the house. There was no sound coming from the washroom where Thomas was.Everly furrowed her brows and called out, "Dad?"Fine. It seemed like he was going to end up sleeping on the toilet.Everly walked over and, as ex
"I'll go get your medicine for you. Wait a moment." Millie intended to get the medicine from the bedside table.But then, Winston grabbed her arm. His palms were sweaty, and when he held her hand, it felt so hot it was as if he might burn her.Millie looked down at him.Winston looked up at her face, worried that if he let go, she might disappear.However, he knew very well that Millie wanted to leave, and he couldn't stop her."Millie, do you really have to give up on me?" Winston asked again, seeming determined to get an answer.Millie furrowed her brows, breathing heavily."Do you have to?" He looked at her. "Hmm?"Millie felt her heart tighten, and she just couldn't bring herself to say, "I have to let you go.""Winston," she called to him.Winston had no more strength left in him, as if he couldn't wait any longer to hear those words from her.He suddenly bent over and fell to the ground.Millie paused for a moment, then she quickly crouched down. "Winston?"She immed
Millie tightened her grip on the doorknob and turned to look at Winston.He stood next to the coffee table, his hands dangling awkwardly at his sides. The expression on his face seemed profoundly sorrowful. Although they were close, it felt as if a huge ocean stood between them when he looked at her, making it impossible for him to bridge the gap.Winston made a slight groaning sound, licking his lips and breathing heavily. His body was also swaying a bit. His stomach felt extremely uncomfortable, churning violently as if he might throw up at any moment.What bothered him even more was the comment Millie had just made.She said, "Let's end this."End it? But how would they just end it? Then were her seven years over just like that? Did his guilt and regret count for anything?She could move on from him, love someone else, and marry them. But what about him? He could never forgive himself for the rest of his life…Could they just end it?"Millie. Tell me, how are we supposed to
"Listen." Millie bit her lip but finally mustered up the courage to speak. "Let's end this between us."During those years with him, she caused her family a lot of worry and concern. She no longer wanted her family to worry about her.Or perhaps, she had become scared. She didn't want to gamble with her feelings anymore."Winston, I admit defeat. I don't have the courage to go through this with you again." Millie's voice was choked with emotion as she struggled to hold back her sadness while saying this.Winston instinctively reached for her hand."Millie, you promised me. You said you'd give me a chance. Why?" His eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and his voice was so hoarse it seemed like he could barely speak."There's no reason. The new year has begun, and I hope you get better. Don't come looking for me anymore." Millie pulled away from Winston's hand, turned around, and got ready to leave.He suddenly hugged Millie tightly and said, "Don't…"Winston's voice seemed to pierce
Millie opened the car door and pushed Winston inside the car.Winston fastened his seatbelt in the dark by himself.Millie got into the car and saw him sitting there quietly, which made her smile and sigh.Millie drove at a moderate speed. The road was busy, with many people out to watch fireworks, while others were heading home.Winston looked to the driver's side, his gaze fixed on Millie.Millie could sense that he was watching her, but she kept avoiding eye contact. Her mind was preoccupied with the messages her dad had sent.Let him go… The question was, could she give up on him?Millie furrowed her brow and rested her hand on her forehead, deep in thought."Did I make you hate me…?" Winston's raspy voice suddenly sounded next to her ear.Millie looked over at him with confusion."Does my drinking make you hate me?" he asked again, just like a child afraid of upsetting Millie."No." Millie shook her head.Despite having drunk too much, he still made an effort to pay at
After the video call ended, Millie placed her phone on the table.Thomas said to Millie, "Hahaha! Mills, look, he can't handle his drink!"Having been the son-in-law of the Caldwell family for three years, I only just found out that he can't hold his liquor."Millie gave a wry smile. This statement seemed to be a double-edged sword. For three years, he hadn't visited the Caldwell family even once. Winston was truly ruthless at that time.Winston quickly explained to Millie, "Millie, I haven't had too much. I can still drink, honestly."His face was completely flushed, and it was clear that his speech was slurred.The two of them had already finished a bottle of vodka.Thomas was even ready to switch to a different type of alcohol.Thomas had spent many years away from home and was quite a heavy drinker. His drinking ability was different from that of Winston.Winston could ask Eli to drink on his behalf if he didn't want to, but if Thomas was trying to win resources for Rach
At the dining table, Thomas and Winston started drinking vodka.The TV was showing this year's New Year Gala while Millie was quietly eating pierogi.She hadn't had homemade pierogi for three years, and they tasted so good. It felt like being back in her childhood, celebrating the New Year with her family. That was what made the festival truly special.Millie looked at her grandparents with a constant smile on her face. She felt happier than she had ever been before.She wished her parents were here too. Oh, those two…Just as she was thinking about this, her phone rang. It was Terrence calling.Millie answered the call without saying a word and pointed the camera toward Thomas.This year, Thomas had no one to drink with, so he turned to Winston for company.Terrence was lounging in the sun when he caught sight of Winston. His eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately set down his juice."Who is that? Am I seeing this right?" Terrence sat up straight, his voice filled with