Sean pouted. "Are you avoiding me? Let's have a chat.""What's there to talk about?" She casually glanced at him before picking up her wine glass again.He stopped her and took the glass away from her to drink it. She immediately held his wrist, stopping him. "Mr. Stringer, you shouldn't drink."After all, he hadn't fully recovered."That's going to be so boring," Sean grumbled. What was the point of attending a party if one couldn't drink?Smiling, Millie picked up a glass of water and some non-alcoholic drinks for him. "Try these instead.""I don't want to." He pushed aside the other drinks and insisted on drinking alcohol.Frowning, she cautioned, "Drinking will make your wound fester. If it doesn't heal in time, you need to be in the hospital again.""That's fine. You're at the hospital, aren't you?" He flashed her a mischievous grin, causing her heart to sink.Sean might be smiling and innocent, but he was quietly making advances. She turned away and refused to engage fur
Millie was stunned and confused by Sean's bold move.However, she soon calmed down. After all, she too grew up abroad, and she understood the cultural differences in self-expression.This reminded Millie of an incident abroad, where she was out buying some flowers. A handsome man footed her bill before praising her beauty.She had never encountered Chirean men who openly flirted with her in this manner.More importantly, she wondered if Sean was misguided. She reminded him, "Mr. Stringer, I'm the ex-wife of your friend."He tilted his head quizzically. "So what? You're divorced now, aren't you?"She was rendered speechless. Those who lived abroad certainly were more liberal and free-spirited, reckless enough to flirt with a friend's ex-spouse.Unlike the fraught relationship between Winston and Kennedy, Sean enjoyed a close friendship with Winston.She shrugged. "I'm not interested in pitching two friends against each other for love."Sean wanted to reply, but she cut him off
Millie thought she'd be more fearful of the ocean, but it turned out to be not a big deal at all. However, swimming in the ocean would be a different matter altogether.She looked down at the bottomless ocean and gulped. She would probably fear the thought of swimming in the ocean. If she had fallen into the water, she might still suffer a breakdown and freeze, just like the other day.The frightening imagery made her look away from the ocean.Suddenly, she received a text notification on her phone. Rachel had sent her a WhatsApp message. "Sorry, I can't make it to the cruise party with you! It's a pity. Have fun, Mills!"Millie smiled. Soon, Rachel texted again. "I heard Winston and Joanna are there too. Don't play nice if they humiliate you. Just fight back, especially with that bitch Joanna! "Don't waste your time talking to her—just teach her a lesson with a slap. I can't believe that the homewrecker is playing the victim!"Rachel added, "Mills, don't keep everything to your
Winston lowered his gaze onto Millie's face. Millie watched the stranger pause and leave the scene. After that, she removed Winston's hand from her shoulder. "Thanks, Mr. Greer," she said flatly."You're welcome," Winston replied in a dull tone.With her head hung low, she prepared to head indoors, but Winston stopped her. "Millie.""Yeah?" She looked up calmly."What were you trying to say to me on the bench last night?" The question troubled him for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what she tried to say.She pursed her lips. The look in her eyes deepened. "There are many people around here. It's not the best place to talk about it."Besides, it'd take her a while to go through everything."Is it something important?" Winston asked.She laughed. "Yes. It is important to me."She nearly lost her life for him, but perhaps that wasn't important to him. Forcing a smile, she explained, "But I don't know if it matters as much to you."She'd be really happy if Winston as
Millie cast a wary look at Joanna. Joanna raised a brow in amusement, saying, "I won't hurt you. We're at a party with people all around us."Millie shrugged. She wasn't exactly afraid of her anyway.They took their seats at the same time. Not far away, Jake was drinking and enjoying the ocean view while stealing occasional glances at the two women.Joanna sat across from Millie with her arms crossed, looking just like a young lady who grew up in wealth. On the contrary, Millie casually lounged on her chair, looking elegant and at ease.Millie's evening dress was way more graceful than Joanna's. On top of that, she was blessed with great looks. Sitting beside Millie only highlighted Joanna's flaws—she was no match for her.However, that was the least of Joanna's concerns that night. After a short silence, she began, "Let's start with Winston's abduction."Millie was caught off guard for a moment, as she had never openly discussed that incident with Joanna over the years.Smili
Joanna let out a deep sigh before finishing her wine. Millie didn't seem to know Winston that well. He was a man with feelings too."Millie, let me tell you the reason Winston stays by my side and dotes on me unconditionally," Joanna said, looking intently at her.Millie waited patiently for her explanation. She would very much like to know the reason behind Winston's insistence on getting a divorce to marry Joanna.Joanna beamed. "It's because of you."Millie frowned. Because of her? How so?Joanna tilted her body forward. The words were on her lips, but the band suddenly switched to a new song, hyping up the crowd.At that moment, Jake wandered over to the ladies and lifted Joanna by the arm. "Stop drinking. Let's dance."When Millie looked up, Jake had dragged Joanna away. Joanna wore an annoyed look on her face. She grumbled, "Jake Webson, can't you tell that we were having a serious talk?""And what could it be about? I should thank the gods as long as you're not stirrin
Millie was ready to leave the debauched and ostentatious party on the sixth floor when she heard someone whisper, "Is Mr. Greer here?""What's his type of girl? My mom will punish me if I fail to sleep with him tonight. I can't afford to have things go wrong…" A skimpily-dressed young woman was on her phone by an emergency exit door.Lips pressed together, Millie hid in a corner under the dim lighting. Megan Lake spoke on the phone, "I heard his ex-wife and current girlfriend are both on the cruise. Things are really tough for me. Can you help me? Dad, I… I…"Megan started sobbing when her father hung up on her.Millie's eyes narrowed. From the short conversation, she deduced that the poor woman's parents were trying to sell their daughter's body.She let out a soft cough. Megan, alerted, spun around. She couldn't see Millie clearly from her angle, but Millie saw her face under the light—a childlike and innocent face."Are you looking for Winston Greer?" Millie asked.Megan vi
"Why are you so against me? Is it because I'm Winston's friend?" Sean stood in Millie's path.Millie nodded at him. "I know you're aware of the truth. Besides, I'm not into guys younger than me."She was exhausted just from dating Winston, and she couldn't imagine dealing with younger, immature, and frisky guys like Sean."Hey, it's not my fault I'm younger than you! I'm just a few months younger anyway." He shrugged and stopped her from leaving, forcing her to step back.Feeling exasperated, she warned him, "Sean, look out. There are people behind me." It was unsafe to be walking backward given the amount of guests around them."Mills, that hurt." Sighing, Sean placed a hand on his stomach. Not only was his wound hurting, but he suffered from heartache as well.Millie flashed him a look of contempt. Sean was about to tail Millie when someone stepped in his path. He frowned unhappily before slumping on the couch. "What's the matter?"Winston towered over him. "What are you tryin
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