Layla was surrounded by doctors and family members in the ward.Millie was hesitant to speak when she looked at her. Layla tried to raise her arms, looked at a few people, and finally smiled. Seeing her smile broke Millie's heart."Grandma," she murmured, her voice quivering.Arthur quickly reassured. "It's fine. Just a small issue."Layla let out a quiet sigh as she made yet another attempt to move her arms.Everyone felt bad seeing Layla in that condition. Sebastian felt even worse because he couldn't cure her. He felt incompetent. What happened to Layla was a tragedy and a source of regret for the medical industry.Millie was filled with deep sympathy for Layla. Approaching the side of her bed, she tenderly held Layla's hand, urging her to remain still. Each time Layla moved, it pierced Millie's heart like a sharp knife. Sebastian was consumed by shame, and Millie shared that very same sentiment.Layla let out a wry smile, looking up to meet everyone's gaze with a touch o
On the bright side, she survived the car accident, which was definitely a positive outcome.Millie tried to hold back her tears and glared at Layla. "Why are you so nonchalant? Shouldn't you feel sad? You're making it seem like we're overreacting. We're family. You don't need to pretend to be strong.""I'm not pretending to be strong. It just happens that I have found a compelling motive to retire. As for that experiment, I simply lack the motivation to carry on with it."Millie was completely taken aback by Layla's words. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. "Grandma, did you really say that you don't want to continue the experiment?"Julia was even more upset. "Mom, you are like this because of that experiment. The results will be available soon. You—""We claimed that the result will be available soon, in fact, it'll still take a long time," Layla said with a noticeably hoarse and frail voice, often struggling for breath as she spoke.Millie monitored her pulse silent
Millie talked a bit more with Jake, then she left.While riding the elevator, she couldn't shake the feeling that Jake's earlier behavior was odd and overly enthusiastic. In her view, if he truly intended to pay a visit to Layla, he should have come together with the elders of the Webson family. Something about Jake's intentions just didn't sit right with her.Millie left the elevator and quickly returned to the ward. When she reached the door, she heard Layla crying. The sound was very soft, almost unnoticeable.Millie hesitated before entering, gripping the door handle tightly.Faking strength around strangers and family was a coping mechanism. Feeling lonely and helpless when alone was common.Millie lowered her head and let out a soft sigh. Life was naturally full of ups and downs.Ultimately, Millie decided to enter. Layla quickly wiped away her tears when she saw that Millie had returned, but Millie gently took hold of her hand."Go ahead and cry if you need to. Why are
The researchers stared at Millie in shock. "Wait, why does she have a work badge? Did the higher-ups really approve her employment?"Just then, everyone received a text message from the company. "Attention! We are thrilled to announce that Millie Caldwell will be taking over Professor Cadmore, leading us through our next groundbreaking research and development journey."Everyone grumbled, "It doesn't matter if she joins the team, but now our limited research and development funds are running low. Eventually, we'll have to cease operations in a few days."After that, they received another text message again. "Attention! The sixth batch of funding has been successfully received. There is now ample funds. Please focus on the project with confidence. We appreciate your contribution to national medicine and your hard work. Thank you."Suddenly, all the complaining ceased and was replaced by a chorus of excited voices. "Incredible! We've secured funding. I believe it's 500 million dollar
Millie bumped into Damien Callister, the biggest investor in the research lab, as she left the institute. Damien was a man in his forties from Gestitan. He had a personal reason for investing in the project. His father had been in a vegetative state for 30 years, so he hoped that this project would bring positive results for people in similar situations."Dr. Caldwell, I've scheduled a press conference for you at 8 am tomorrow to formally announce your takeover of the research lab's project. What do you think?" Damien, dressed in a suit, asked in accented Chirean.Millie replied, "We're working in research and development. There's no need for us to attract so much attention.""It's precisely because we're in R&D that we have to be high-profile. We want everyone to know that we never give up. Plus, you previously helped Professor Cadmore get Aspher, and I'm thankful for your contribution to the lab. So, please don't reject me this time." Damien was very sincere.Millie considered
Damien listened attentively and asked Millie questions whenever he didn't understand something. Being an outsider with limited knowledge of medicine, he was aware of the importance of money. Thus, he decided to invest. During the dinner, the two engaged in a lively conversation.Millie developed a deeper understanding of him. His business acumen was impressive, and he communicated in a poised manner. He was very polite, always making eye contact and responding to her. Moreover, Millie received continuous praise and high expectations from him when she discussed her future research lab aspiration. He also provided invaluable spiritual support. She recognized him as a potential future learning partner. Ultimately, she would need to interact with many people at the research lab. Most importantly, he always allowed Millie to express herself without interruption. He patiently waited for her to finish before giving advice. He was quite commendable.It was no surprise that Layla was
"Look how embarrassed you are now! I think Millie and Damien are a good match, despite the age difference," said Jake as he peeled an orange. Before he could eat it, a pillow hit him, and the orange fell to the ground.Jake was devastated. "Come on! The orange is innocent. If you have any grievances, target me directly. Why are you attacking the orange?""I was aiming at you," Winston replied coldly.Jake chuckled. "So, how's your injury? When will you be able to leave the hospital? I'm dying to see how you'll apologize to Millie."He smirked and added, "How does it feel to fall from grace?"Jake's words shot out of his mouth like rapid fire, but before he could continue, he noticed Winston holding a pillow. The sight left Jake speechless, and he urgently motioned for Winston to lower the pillow, offering to remain silent.Winston felt relieved when he finally became sensible and stopped talking.Jake cleared his throat. "I'm not just here to gossip with you. I have something im
"See that? It's at Apex Tower! He's really shown Millie a lot of respect!" Jake swallowed the last piece of orange.He stole a look at Winston, who remained in silence. Did he have nothing to say about the situation?"Is that all? You can leave," Winston remarked coldly, baffling Jake."Winston, you only have yourself to blame for being forever alone! You deserve to be fooled!" Jake continued challenging Winston's limits.Winston's expression crumpled. "Get lost!"Scoffing, Jake didn't care for Winston's rude remark. If anything, he regretted wasting his time to come to Winston and provide him with the update."I know you're asking me to get lost, but I have a reminder for you—Winston Greer, hurry up and win Millie back!" Winston would lose everything if he dragged on.His reminder put a frown on Winston's face. "Get lost!" he barked.Jake left and slammed the door behind him. Silence enveloped the room.Winston mused over the partnership between Millie and Damien.Ever sin
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