Winston whispered, "Let go.""No." With red-rimmed eyes, Joanna shook her head, invoking a sense of sympathy.Millie frowned at seeing Joanna's hands firmly gripping Winston's waist. Then, she feigned indifference and said, "I've checked in on Grandma. Everything's fine. Now that I've delivered the message, I'll be heading back to work."Having said that, Millie turned back."Millie," Winston instinctively called out.She turned to look at him, but her gaze inevitably fell on Joanna. Millie hummed and calmly said, "Go ahead."Winston frowned as their eyes locked. After a brief silence, he said, "Let's talk after you clock out."She looked into his eyes. His gaze held a multitude of thoughts tinged with doubt and resentment. She felt as though she was beginning to grasp something. Millie averted her gaze and lightly nodded. "Okay."Millie figured she would have to shoulder the blame again. She chuckled wryly, releasing a quiet sigh.Winston observed as she walked away. Then,
Winston frowned and immediately called Eli. With the phone pressed to his ear, he reached into the car and fumbled for a cigarette.However, Eli didn't answer. Winston's forehead creased even more. He hung up and sent a question mark to Eli. Winston had just lit his cigarette when he spotted Millie walking out of the hospital with a few colleagues. As she raised her head, their eyes met. Winston took a drag before tossing the cigarette into a nearby trash can. Then, he patted down his clothes, as if trying to get rid of the smoke odor. Millie stood in front of him, watching as he retrieved water from the car. Winston took a sip, then said coldly, "Get in the car.""What is it? Why not talk here instead? I need to visit Grandma soon." Millie showed no intention of following his order.Winston glanced around. It was rush hour, so the place was crowded. Besides, they were already the talk of the town. Was it appropriate to discuss things there? Seeing his hesitation, Millie spo
At a café, Millie massaged her wrists while gazing at the night sky, trying to spot the moon. Joanna sat across from her as she quietly observed her indifferently.Millie glanced around and was surprised to find the place completely empty."I've booked the entire place," Joanna lightly stated. Her remark caused Millie to raise her head. Booked the entire café? They could just talk. Why did Joanna have to go to such lengths? After all, money didn't grow on trees."We're in the midst of a scandal now. If anyone takes pictures of the mistress and the wife meeting, it'll surely cause quite a stir," Joanna commented before taking a sip of her coffee.Millie couldn't help but size up the woman before her. The most striking feature of the Lowells was their noses. The women of the family had dainty, refined noses, while the men boasted prominent ones.However, Joanna's nose was nothing like theirs. In fact, her entire appearance didn't quite match the family's usual characteristics.Ti
"Joanna, the reason I've come to talk to you isn't about Winston." Millie set down her coffee cup and looked at Joanna. "I want to talk about Grandma.""What's there to talk about with that old lady?" Joanna detested Selma.Millie frowned, looking displeased. "Grandma has always valued her reputation. You're well aware of the Greer family's status in Yerwick, aren't you? Do you realize the trouble you could bring them by leaking such news?"Yet, Joanna was unconcerned about these matters. She was willing to do anything as long as she could marry and have Winston."If you want to marry Winston and become part of the Greers, I suggest you show a bit more respect to Grandma," Millie reminded her.Joanna sneered. Upon hearing those words, she couldn't help but think of all the things Millie had done for the Greer family. "Millie, do you think I'd stoop to being the Greers' lackey like you just to marry Winston?" Joanna asked, her words dripping with sarcasm. Millie was at a loss f
The car jerked to a halt, and Joanna gasped for breath, her face turning pale."Get out," Winston ordered icily as his gaze swept over Joanna.Joanna bit her lip. "Win, I know I was wrong.""I said, get out!" He cast another cold glance at her. Though they were just a few simple words, they were impossible to defy.Tears welled up in Joanna's eyes as she asked, "This is the highway. Are you going to leave me here?""Ms. Lowell, aren't you extremely capable? How could a mere highway be too much for you?" Winston narrowed his eyes. He added, "Remember this, Joanna. You can use me and bring trouble to my family. But if anything happens to Grandma, I won't forgive you, even if you saved my life." While speaking, Winston pointed at Joanna. It was the first time he had spoken to her so gravely.Joanna felt like she had been slapped in the face. "Is Mrs. Greer Senior really that important?""What do you think?" Winston countered with a frown. "Joanna, if you don't respect Grandma,
The raindrops drummed against the window, their rhythmic patter a source of annoyance."I'll be right back," Winston said as he rose. He then grabbed his coat and walked out."You've only been here for a few minutes, and now you're leaving again," Brian chided.…At the entrance of the inpatient department building, Millie watched the torrential rainfall and let out a sigh of resignation. Despite hurrying out, the rain continued to intensify."How come it's been raining so much in Yerwick lately?""As if the rain isn't enough, there's always thunder and lightning too. It's so scary," the on-duty nurse nearby grumbled.Millie looked up at the sky and massaged her shoulders. Suddenly, a lightning bolt illuminated the sky, causing Millie to close her eyes reflexively. Soon after, thunder rumbled.Millie wanted to overcome her fear. Yet, she still retreated and trembled involuntarily. She inhaled sharply before opening her eyes. Then, she covered her head with her hands and dashe
Over the past three years, Winston had chosen Joanna over Millie countless times. Initially, Millie would remind him, "I'm your wife. You should care about me".But now, she merely said, "Joanna is looking for you."With that in mind, Winston abruptly turned the car around.Millie looked at him and asked, "Where are we going?""Back to the villa," Winston replied, his voice laden with an inexplicable stubbornness. "Winston, take me home," Millie ordered firmly. Yet, he responded in a cold voice, "Stay at my place tonight.""Do you want to take me home, or should I jump out of the car?" Millie shot him an icy glare. Her eyes were full of threat without a hint of hesitation.Winston turned toward her. The seriousness in Millie's gaze made it seem like she was ready to jump out of the car at any moment.There was no turning back. They shouldn't keep getting involved like this. Millie's next step was to keep her distance from him.The car slowed down, and finally, it stopped by
Winston got out of the car and locked eyes with Millie. She casually shook the ID card, proof of residency, and marriage certificate in her hand.Winston pressed his lips together. Clad in a black suit, he looked polished and dignified. However, his eyes lacked their usual sparkle. Instead, they showed signs of fatigue and a hint of redness.He said slowly, "You—""Let's go," Millie cut him off. She strode purposefully ahead and showed no signs of hesitation. Winston frowned in response, his thoughts in turmoil. He walked slowly while Millie consistently led the way.Her demeanor mirrored the day they got married. She was happy yet anxious. In fact, she was afraid he might regret it. However, Winston's feelings were different from those he had during their marriage registration.Back then, he had been unwilling and remained uncooperative throughout. His expression in the wedding photos was particularly grim. It was evident that he had been forced into it.Now, Winston was fin
Bernard gave Clara a strong push. She fell to the ground, crying out in anger, "What's the meaning of this!"Bernard approached Winston with his hands tightly clasped and bowed respectfully as he exclaimed, "Mr. Greer!"Winston raised his hand, signaling for him to get up.Clara sat on the ground, feeling completely dumbfounded. Why was Bernard treating him with such respect? Who was this person? What was his background?Winston, with a cold expression, adjusted his sleeve and looked indifferently at Clara on the ground.Bernard said, "Mr. Greer, you should have told us you were coming! I would have had someone prepared to welcome you long ago. I'm really sorry for any inconvenience you experienced. Please accept my apologies!""What's wrong with her? Is she unwell?" Winston asked, pointing to Clara on the ground.Bernard quickly said, "She…""No matter what's up with her, disrespecting customers is a big mistake. I am demanding that her shop undergo rectifications before reope
Winston raised an eyebrow and stepped forward.Clara felt a sudden shudder in her heart and instinctively took a step back.Winston scoffed. What was she backing away for? Was she scared?She was simply someone who bullied the weak but was afraid of the strong. What capabilities did she even have by picking on elderly people?Winston's gaze was steady, and his expression became increasingly cold and harsh.The woman frowned and stayed silent.Winston, speaking calmly and without any agitation, said, "If you don't want to escalate the situation, apologize now. If you're unwilling, then we'll have to get the police to handle it."To begin with, he was never a patient person. The reason he was speaking so nicely was to make a good impression in front of Layla and Arthur.In the past, whenever he encountered such a situation, he wouldn't even pay it any attention and would simply have Eli take them to the police station.Whenever someone made a mistake, it was important to address
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