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
Winston felt a mix of emotions when he looked at Millie.Millie was aware that Selma's words made him uncomfortable. She was also worried that Winston might misinterpret her intentions, thinking she was deliberately trying to manipulate him. Hence, she smiled reassuringly and said, "Don't worry. I wouldn't make such an unreasonable request."However, the more Millie tried to explain, the more annoyed Winston became. Suddenly, he slammed the door of the private room shut.Millie couldn't help but lower her head. The once radiant smile on her face slowly faded away.Selma sighed. "Mills, you didn't have to say that. Didn't you notice he hesitated for a moment? He wasn't—""Grandma, is there anything else?" Millie cut her off.She feared that Selma might claim that Winston didn't truly want a divorce. Since the day she married him, Selma had been telling her that he would eventually fall in love with her. Millie had clung to this hope unwaveringly, never growing tired of it. How
Millie looked up at him again. His expression was intense, and he held the cigarette tightly. The smell of cigarettes was unpleasant to her, and she couldn't seem to get rid of it. It was just like her.She smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Winston."After saying that, she finally felt a true sense of relief.Winston lowered his gaze and cleared his throat. Extinguishing his cigarette, he said, "I'll repeat what I said in the private room."He frowned, looking at Millie with a seriousness and patience he had never shown before. Firmly, he repeated, "I'll do whatever you want me to do."Millie nodded decisively. "Alright. Let's get a divorce."Winston crushed the cigarette butt and gave a determined nod. "Okay. When are you free?""I'm not available today. I'm scheduled to assist Dr. Quinn in surgery this afternoon. How about tomorrow morning?" Millie suggested gently.Winston gazed into her beautiful doe eyes, feeling an indescribable tug at his heart. He replied, "Sure.""I have o
Millie purchased a bunch of snacks before heading home in the evening. Terrence sipped his coffee in the living room. He watched as Millie ate chips in her pajamas, feeling perplexed. It was unusual to see her unwinding like this. It was quite out of character.Terrence was curious. "What's going on? Any good news to share?"Millie had planned to inform Terrence about her divorcing Winston the next day. However, her history of failed attempts to end her marriages and disappointing them made her hesitant. She decided to wait until everything was finalized. She had never felt such a strong desire to divorce before and wondered if she was being rational."Nothing much. I picked up some new skills during the surgery with Dr. Quinn this afternoon. I'm pretty happy about it," Millie said, continuing to enjoy her potato chips.Terrence was aware that Millie was being evasive, so he chose to ignore her.Millie giggled, unable to contain her joy. After finishing the snacks, she headed
Winston asked, "Did you find it?"Millie turned to face him. "Mr. Greer, do you trust me?"Winston was taken aback by her sudden question.Millie raised her hand. "I assure you, I had no intention of avoiding our divorce. But I seem to have misplaced my ID card. I swear, it's truly nowhere to be found."Winston gazed into Millie's apologetic eyes, and a wave of indescribable emotions surged through him."Give me just two days, and I'll get a replacement. We can proceed with the divorce once that's taken care of," Millie pleaded.Winston stared at her silently for a moment before replying, "Alright."Millie felt an instant wave of relief. "Thank you.""Should I take you to work?" he asked."I can drive," Millie declined. Then she got out of the car.Winston watched Millie's slender back and suddenly called out, "Millie!""Yes?" she replied in a clear, pleasant voice.Winston felt uneasy for some reason. She seemed more relaxed after their discussion yesterday. He held the st
Rachel instantly knew the answer when Millie stayed silent. "Are you hesitant to end it with him?"Millie poured herself a glass of water and sighed. "It's not me, it's my ID."Rachel was confused. "Your ID?""My ID card went missing when I needed it the most. I had no choice but to wait for a new one before I can finalize the divorce," Millie explained, taking a sip of water. She then walked over to the window and gazed outside, her eyes weary.Rachel sighed. "Your marriage started off rocky, but why is your divorce just as difficult?"Millie laughed. Her divorce was indeed troublesome. If she hadn't planned to divorce that day, she wouldn't have realized her ID card was missing."Mills, I'm going to a gala in a few days. Want to come?""What kind of gala?" she asked."It's a gathering of the entertainment industry. Big directors, celebrities, well-known investors and entertainment company owners will be there. Even your uncle, Thomas," Rachel replied casually."I'll let you
Kane held a dagger, wearing a tattered shirt, and there was a hole in his black shoe. His beard was unkempt, and his skin was tanned."This is a hospital, not a place for you to cause a scene," Millie warned coldly."I don't care where this is. Get my wife discharged from the hospital right now!" Kane glared furiously at her."Drop the dagger," Millie commanded. The hospital was crowded with medical staff and patients constantly moving around. Any injury could lead to a disastrous outcome."Discharge my wife now!" he shouted."Okay," Millie agreed without hesitation.Everyone looked at her, wondering why she had actually agreed to have Cara discharged from the hospital."Hazel," Millie called out.Hazel approached immediately. "I'm here."Millie instructed, "Go ahead and discharge Mrs. Cara Turner from the hospital."Hazel looked puzzled, unsure if she should truly proceed with the discharge procedure."Do it," Millie ordered seriously.Hazel nodded. "Alright.""I've done
Millie immediately rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding Kane's dagger. "Stop dodging!" he yelled in frustration. Millie wasn't foolish; of course, she would dodge his attack.Kane fixed his gaze on Millie as she stood up. She pulled out a silver needle from her sleeve, gently grasping it between her fingertips.Unable to get close to Millie, Kane shifted his attention to Cara, and she was stunned. Without hesitation, he grabbed her arm and positioned her in front of him, holding the dagger to her neck."Get us out of here, or I'll kill her!" Kane yelled at Millie.Millie was taken aback by his actions. She reminded him, "Kane, she's your wife. You've been married for many years."Nevertheless, Millie failed to understand that Kane only saw Cara as a means to have children. Cara's inability to conceive made her worthless in his eyes. This realization was truly heart-wrenching."Stop talking nonsense and get us out of here," Kane growled.Millie glanced at the watch on her wr
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