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
Winston's eyes lingered on Millie's name, his gaze betraying complex emotions.When he lifted his head to look at her, it seemed like a barrier had risen between them. Right then, no matter how Winston studied Millie, he couldn't seem to understand her.Winston then took out a pen from his pocket. As he pressed on the divorce application, the air around him grew stifling, threatening to engulf him. He was clearly the one who wanted a divorce the most. But when the day finally arrived, he felt the least satisfied.Winston gripped the pen tightly with a frown. After that, he lowered his head and asked, "Millie, have you made up your mind?"It was as if he was giving Millie a chance, yet also an out.Winston was waiting for her to express her dissatisfaction and insist that she could make him fall in love with her. But the response he wanted never came.Millie hummed in agreement and stated firmly, "I've decided."Winston gulped, and suddenly, an inexplicable surge of fury rose w
Millie hummed in response as she gathered her hair up and secured it with her sunglasses. Her exquisitely beautiful face was simply too striking.Just as she was about to order the dishes, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. She asked Winston, "Are you paying for this meal, ex-husband?"With one hand pressed to his forehead, Winston answered, "Yes."So, Millie didn't hesitate to order every signature dish on the menu. "Choose something," she uttered while sliding the menu toward Winston. Winston was looking at his phone and replied indifferently, "Didn't you say you were going to order from the kids' menu for me?""I was joking," Millie answered with a grin.Winston glanced at her. "I'm fine with anything."With that, Millie selected a few non-spicy dishes for him and placed the order. Throughout the wait for their food, Winston remained engrossed in his phone.Sitting across from him, Millie kept her eyes fixed on him. Perhaps her gaze was so intense that it caused Winston
Millie looked into Winston's eyes. Initially, she wanted to tell him that she no longer had the courage to swim because she had saved him. However, upon hearing his response, she chuckled wryly and swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue.Millie lowered her head and ate in silence, choosing not to say anything more. The dishes were truly spicy. Winston observed her. He sensed that she had something to say, yet she chose to stay quiet.Right then, his phone rang suddenly. As soon as he saw the caller ID, he immediately rejected the call.But with each rejection, she promptly called back. After rejecting it several times, Winston finally set his phone to silent.Millie couldn't help but glance at him again. Then, she recalled the news she had seen on her phone when she went to retrieve her ID card. "Joanna was left alone in the rain on the highway last night."Millie didn't intend to gossip. She was simply passing the time, so she casually asked, "Did you and Joanna fight
Winston frowned. Did Millie cry here all night long before? The restaurant owner rubbed her chin. After pondering briefly, she exclaimed, "Oh, yes! You're from the School of Medicine, right?"Millie coughed lightly and chuckled. "Ma'am, you must have confused me with someone else. That never happened. It's my first time here."She would never admit that she was the fool who came to the restaurant alone after Winston had stood her up. Back then, Millie had felt utterly devastated because Winston had promised for days to take her out for Cranurian cuisine. She had been looking forward to it. However, when the day finally arrived, one call from Joanna had Winston running off to her. Millie wished she could erase those memories forever. But, ironically, even if she tried to forget, someone would always bring them up.Initially, Winston had been puzzled, wondering if that person was Millie. Yet, as soon as she claimed it was her first visit, he immediately understood. The restaur
Millie had just taken a bite of buffalo wing when she heard what Winston said. She glared at him and snapped, "No, I didn't!"Winston chuckled. "Millie, do you think I don't understand you?""You know nothing about me!" Millie shot back angrily.The corners of Winston's lips curled into a smirk, and he said nothing more."It's not because of you. Don't flatter yourself. I've been here many times, and sometimes I'll come with Rachel," Millie added, glaring at him. Unfortunately, her explanation only made things worse. "Rachel was from the School of Communication, but it's not nearby."Winston set his cutlery down, having almost finished his meal.Suddenly, Millie felt silly. She wondered why she had come to the restaurant to cry for no reason. "It's because the dishes were too spicy. I wasn't crying," she continued to explain, trying to salvage her dignity.Winston merely smiled faintly and didn't utter a single word. When he checked his phone, he discovered that Joanna had
In the hospital, Selma stared at the news on her phone, her heart heavy with sorrow. That morning, as soon as Millie and Winston left, she received a call from the courthouse. Her informant had told her that they had signed the divorce application.Selma was truly saddened. She felt a pang of guilt when she thought about how Millie hadn't found any joy during her time with the Greers and was now making such a sorrowful exit.Selma let out a deep sigh, while Gloria attempted to comfort her, "Mom, don't be too upset.""How could I not be sad?" Tears welled up in Selma's eyes as she spoke. Nevertheless, her tone remained calm.Gloria was at a loss for words, overwhelmed by her own heartache. She picked up her phone, tapped open WhatsApp, and sent several emojis to Winston. At that moment, Winston was in a meeting at the office. When he opened Gloria's text, he realized she had sent him knife, bomb, and poop emojis. He couldn't help but think that his mother was being childish.El
At the top of Python Mountain, a lively crowd had gathered in a circle. Millie looked down at the winding forests and asphalt roads below, feeling a surge of excitement."Are you thinking about joining too?" Rachel's voice sounded in her ear.Millie turned to see Rachel dressed in black. Rachel also wore a mask and hat to maintain a low profile."Oh, Rachel, no one knows me like you do!" Millie remarked with a smile. That night, she wore a black crop top and skort. Her curly locks cascaded down her back, and her makeup was perfect. With just a glance, it was clear she was an attractive woman."Then go for it. Just be safe, okay?" Rachel replied, pointing to the nearby registration area.But Millie felt somewhat anxious. "It's been so long since I last raced.""Are you afraid of losing?" Rachel teased.Millie's grin outshone Rachel's. "I'm just worried that these rookies will get disheartened if they lose to someone who hasn't raced in ages."She had no fear of losing."Oh, p
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