Millie shot the two men a disdainful glance. She then walked around them and headed toward the bus stop.In the past, she wouldn't have hesitated to choose Winston. Perhaps she would have gone with Sean to make him jealous. But Millie had grown past the stage of using such immature tactics. "Millie, are you avoiding this?" Sean suddenly asked. "Have you forgotten what you said in the car?"She had claimed that there was no possibility with Winston. So why was she shying away from making a choice now? "I'm not avoiding anything. I just don't want to be caught up in your drama!" Millie glared at Sean. She found it annoying that he was stirring the pot.The bus arrived just then, and Millie quickly boarded. As she looked out of the window, she saw Winston staring at her in silence. On the other hand, Sean's handsome face showed a calm detachment. It was clear that he was just teasing her and playing games, a spontaneous idea that popped into his head. Millie could even sense that
The breeze drifted in through the car window, carrying a chill that was hard to describe. Leaning back against the seat, Winston instinctively pulled out his phone to text Millie. He wasn't sure when it started, but he had somehow turned into the clingy one. He found himself constantly wanting to message her. Even while at work, he had the urge to see her.Now, Winston finally understood why Millie had acted the way she did back then. It wasn't surprising. It was simply what happened when someone meant so much to you. While controlling others was easy, taming one's own desires was the real challenge. Winston stared into the distance, a heavy weight settling in his chest. He was aware that he had lost Millie and knew that he needed to make amends. Yet, in the face of her cold demeanor and refusal, he felt powerless. It was as though they were at an impasse. No, perhaps it was only Winston who was stuck. Millie, on the other hand, was moving forward. In the past, he had been
Terrence reacted as though he had just heard a joke. He turned to Winston, his eyes reflecting disbelief. The idea of giving Winston another chance made him chuckle lightly. Then, he averted his gaze.Meanwhile, Winston's spine tingled with unease at Terrence's smile. It was as if he had been dealt a crushing blow. Terrence sighed and asked, "Mr. Greer, imagine you have a precious daughter whom you've always adored and spoiled. You'd do anything to protect her and give her whatever she desires, even if it meant going to great lengths. But then one day…"He met Winston's eyes again before slowly adding, "One day, she falls head over heels for someone and becomes deeply invested in the relationship."In the end, the once pampered woman becomes a shadow of her former self, broken and battered. Would you give that person another chance to hurt her?"Winston frowned and reassured Terrence, "I won't hurt her again. I will protect her.""It's easy to make promises like that. But is it
Resigned, Terrence patted Julia's shoulder to calm her down. He knew that stressing herself out could harm her well-being."How is Millie today?" Terrence asked.Her face lit up as she replied, "She's been in great spirits. Ever since she divorced Winston, her mood has noticeably improved."At least Millie wasn't the same as before, filled with worry and constantly sighing."That's wonderful! By the way, is she going to the jewelry exhibition?"Julia nodded repeatedly. "Yes, she is." A wave of relief washed over Terrence upon hearing that. As a father, all he wanted was for his daughter to be happy. As for everyone else's feelings, whether they were happy or troubled, they were none of his concern.When Winston hurt Millie, he hadn't spared a thought for her feelings. So, of course, Terrence had no reason to consider his. …"The first Stringer-X Jewelry Exhibition will soon take place in Yerwick City. We hope everyone will come and support us."The next morning, as the TV b
At the Stringer Group's first jewelry exhibition, the event details were showcased on a cutting-edge digital screen in the lobby. The screen's brilliance exuded a high-end ambiance.Outside, a long red carpet had been rolled out, with staff ready to greet VIP guests like Millie. They would receive exclusive, one-on-one tours, a special highlight of the exhibition. As a black Pagani came to a stop, it immediately caught everyone's attention. Even the reporters inside, who had been watching the scene unfold, turned their heads."Hey, that's Mr. Greer's car!""What? Mr. Greer is also here?""Why are you so surprised? He and Mr. Stringer are good friends. It would be odd if he hadn't shown up."Everyone exchanged glances, realizing the truth of the statement.Winston stepped out of the car, dressed in a black turtleneck and a black suit—a look that was casual yet elegant.Eli followed him closely and passed the car keys to a nearby valet. The reporters swiftly turned their camer
The moment Winston and Jack stepped in, they were captivated by the peaceful yet luminous atmosphere. The setting was upscale, and the dazzling jewelry commanded attention."Nothing much," Winston replied, walking on. Jake pouted and commented, "You actually got down on your knees for her.""Oh, so you heard about that." As Winston continued to move forward, he spoke in a calm tone as if the matter didn't bother him at all."Man, when Millie was into you, you didn't give a damn about her and insisted on getting a divorce. But now that she's agreed to it and is moving on, you're the one running to the airport and begging for forgiveness on your knees. It's really messing with my head!"Winston slowly turned to glare at Jake. His incessant annoyance was really driving him up the wall. "Do you ever stop talking? Why are you always around?" Winston retorted with a frown, his tone laced with disdain. Jake simply laughed, shrugged nonchalantly, and continued to walk alongside him.
"Well, the Lowells are here. I can't believe they brought Joanna along!" Jake commented before taking a sip of his drink. At the same time, he watched with amusement as Joanna lingered in the background, too hesitant to approach Winston. In the past, she would have rushed over to him, wrapped her arm around his, and asked coquettishly, "Win, did you miss me?" But now, Joanna was too embarrassed to go near Winston.Jake raised his eyebrows and remarked, "If I'm not mistaken, she's been really unwell. The doctor said it's a severe case of depression."At that point, Winston turned his attention back to the exhibition.Jake couldn't help but pry. "You're really heartless, aren't you, Win? Don't you care about that pretentious bitch anymore?"Irritated, Winston snapped, "Shut up and just enjoy the exhibition.""What's there to enjoy? There's not a single piece that stands out," Jake replied.Winston agreed. The jewelry exhibition felt underwhelming, much like many others these da
The thought made Logan sigh. He couldn't help but wonder how his biological sister, Louisa, was faring out there. Was there someone to protect her? Was there anyone who would buy her the things she desired or the food she craved? If she fell for someone, would he be the one to pursue her? Or would she end up like Joanna, sacrificing her pride and future, only to be left with nothing?"Logan? Logan…" Joanna tugged at Logan's sleeve, pulling him out of his reverie. For a fleeting second, he thought he saw Millie's face—somewhat foreign yet intensely familiar. Could it be… Louisa?Logan lowered his head and let out a deep sigh. He wanted nothing more than for Louisa to meet kind-hearted people. He hoped she was alive and well. "Alright, let's look around," he said.Thinking about his biological sister, he found himself wanting to shower Joanna with the same love and care he wished he could have given Louisa.The exhibition was expansive, with a main area and a secondary inne
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