Winston wore a black suit and trench coat. The smoke from his cigarette floated in the wind. Young women passing by glanced at him, then quickly looked away and walked off. Millie frowned. At that instant, he glanced up and locked eyes with her. Thus, Millie decided to turn back and return to the research lab to continue reviewing the documents."Millie," Winston called out.She ignored him and kept walking."I'll wait for you," he added.Millie had no choice but to stop. She turned and looked at Winston. She was convinced that he would be standing here, waiting for her.She was annoyed. "You're disrupting my life."I'm sorry." He apologized.Millie found it amusing how shameless he had become. He used to never apologize, but now he just couldn't stop saying sorry, regardless of the situation. Just as Millie was about to scold him, Sean approached. Sean was slightly surprised that Winston was there as well. "Win, you're here too."Millie was helpless. It was another intense
Millie looked around and noticed several employees already watching them. Not wanting to be the center of attention, she turned to Sean and said, "I'll join you for the movie. Let's go."Then, Millie quickly walked toward him.Observing this, Winston grew increasingly anxious. His tone conveyed a sense of urgency. "It's only fair that everything should be done on a first-come, first-served basis. After all, I was the first one here!"Sean gazed at him and asked, "What exactly are you referring to? The sequence of our arrival? But I invited Millie last night.""Did you two really promise to go out last night?" Winston was slightly stunned.Millie had been eating all night and then in his car. Winston paused, wondering when Sean had texted her. Was it while she was on her way back? It was so late, yet Sean, the scoundrel, was still texting Millie?Winston glared at Sean furiously. He pondered whether this scoundrel was truly serious about challenging him.Millie sensed the tension
"Thank you." Millie smiled faintly at Winston. "Share your QR code with me. I'll Venmo you.""It's my treat," he replied.She quickly declined his offer. "I can afford a cup of soft drink. You don't have to.""Millie, do you have to be so defensive? It's just a cup of soft drink like you said." Feeling frustrated, he remarked, "We could remain friends if we can't go back to lovers. Why do you have to make me an enemy?""Gosh, I wished we could be enemies," she said with a smile as he choked on his words.She repeated herself once more, "Show me your receipt."She was very insistent on paying him back.Sean, who passed by, chimed in, "Hold onto your tickets. It's time to enter."She nodded at him. Since Winston refused to share his QR code, Millie had no choice but to order a new drink."Hi, I would like to order the exact same drink for him," she said to the staff.After putting in the order, she left with Sean, leaving Winston fuming on the spot. He had even thought of sto
Sean knew very well that work could wait. It wasn't every day he could enjoy a movie with Millie. He studied her face with much sincerity and truly wanted to enjoy a movie with her.Something changed in her heart. Smiling, she said, "Thank you, Sean." She thanked him for putting her first."What for?" He was puzzled."Thank you for making tonight more than just a movie night." That was also a reflection of their solid friendship.He broke into a smile. "Can I ask you a question?"She nodded at him."Has Winston ever gone to the movies with you?" he asked with an arched brow.The screen lit up at the moment, illuminating their faces. Staring at him, she answered, "We watched movies a few times in college.""And who suggested the date?" Sean wondered."Me, of course. No way an arrogant man like him would suggest a movie date," she said with a smile before taking a sip of her drink.Suddenly, she doubted her assumption. "That's not entirely correct. He probably just wasn't t
Staring at Sean, Millie gave his question some serious thought. Finally, she replied, "That worry had never crossed my mind."And she wasn't lying.Prior to her marriage to Winston, she was the leader of M Base who led her men to fight their way out of threats. She couldn't fathom how a man covered in blood would be a threat.However, the question got her thinking. What was her greatest fear in this life?Before this, she would have feared losing Winston's affection. She feared he would refuse to marry her.Now, the well-being of her family and her happiness preceded anything else. She had to suffer to learn her lesson."Yeah. You weren't afraid of me. That makes me fall for you more," he whispered into her ear.She laughed. "But Sean, I'm the ex-wife of your friend.""So what?""Do you not care about your friendship anymore?" She sounded curious."Friendship and romance can coexist," he answered.However, Millie held a different opinion. If Sean planned to court her, he sho
Even the hilarious parts of the movie failed to get laughter out of Millie. The drink in her hand tasted like nothing. She felt oddly frustrated.She glanced behind her and saw Winston's eyes on her. He wasn't there to watch the movie but to keep tabs on her.What a weirdo!In the past, she had dreamed of going to the movies with him. Every single time, he declined her invitation on the grounds that he was busy, or that he didn't like to watch movies.Now, he tailed her into the theater when she no longer wanted to go to the movies with him.She tried to divert her attention from Winston, but his fiery gaze made her feel uneasy. So, she got up and left the theater hall."Hey, Millie." Seeing that, Sean hurried after her. Winston had no choice but to follow suit after both of them left.The two men stood on each side of the elevator doors. The sight of them irked her."Why are the two of you acting like some guardian?" She was extremely frustrated."Millie, we were interrupted
Winston admitted defeat the moment Millie stopped the doors and invited Sean into the elevator.He felt like a joke—a clown who tried to get Millie's attention when she didn't even care for him in the first place.Staring at her side profile, he watched as she pressed the elevator button. For a moment, he wanted to ask her if she'd do the same for him if he were the one outside the elevator.But he didn't need to ask. Deep down, he knew very well that she wouldn't.The moment Sean joined them in the elevator, Winston smiled helplessly. Millie ignored him.He finally got a taste of his own medicine. Millie had endured the same bitterness and helplessness many times in their marriage, especially when Joanna was around.Therefore, he had no right to protest. He could only take it quietly."Let's at least have dinner after that failed movie." Sean let out a wistful sigh.Millie refused, "I'm not going. I'll head home; I'm tired."She couldn't be bothered to be an object that the t
Winston stared at Sean flatly. "Sean Stringer, do not challenge me.""What if I do? Hit me! I'll tell Millie the next day that you—" Winston grabbed him by the collar and threw a punch in his face, causing Sean's face to turn sideward from the impact.He lifted Sean and pressed the latter against the car. His eyes glinted with iciness as though he could take Sean's life right there.As for Sean, he tasted blood in his mouth. He drew a sharp breath from the excruciating pain in the corners of his lips.He returned the stare, clenching his jaw.Winston's expression slowly softened when he realized ruining a friendship over a woman wasn't worth it. He lifted Sean by the collar and said to him, "Get into the car.""Where are we going?" Sean looked confused.Winston opened the door while texting Jake. "Come to the bar ASAP."…The men and women in the dim bar pressed their bodies against each other, enjoying themselves thoroughly. Jake stood by a booth seat with a glass of alcoho
"Is this… a painting by Quentin Scott?" Layla asked, a bit incredulous.The Caldwell family held quite a respectable reputation in Yerwick City. Coupled with Layla's status, she was certainly not lacking in esteem.She wanted to buy this painting and had been trying to purchase it for over a year, but she still wasn't able to get it.The moment Winston nodded, she once again sensed the disparity between the Caldwell family and the Greer family.Although they didn't disagree that Winston wronged Millie, the truth was that they did have a good sense in their choices."Grandma, this is a painting by Quentin Scott. I bought it directly from Quentin Scott's assistant myself. It's absolutely genuine." Winston nodded, his demeanor gentle and well-mannered.Layla had thought Winston might give her something she liked, but she never expected that he would actually give her the painting "Where Mountains Meet the Sea" by Quentin Scott!Layla couldn't help but stand up and approach Winston.
Winston had already decided to humble himself completely to make sure his wife remained happy."Go on in," Thomas finally said.Millie and Winston went inside, where Everly was crouching next to Arthur, working on the lights with him.Winston put down the gifts he brought and asked, "Can I help with anything?""Ah, Winston, you're here. Come on in and warm up a bit." Arthur smiled and didn't say anything more.Millie nodded, indicating that Winston should go in first.Thomas and Everly stayed outside working on the lights while Millie, Winston, and Arthur went inside the house.In the living room, Layla was eating chips and watching TV. When she saw that Winston had arrived, she remained expressionless.Millie glanced cautiously at her grandmother with a gentle expression."Grandpa, I brought some good coffee beans." Winston placed a gift box on the coffee table.Arthur chuckled and said, "You didn't need to bring any gifts. You already brought plenty last time."The last gi
Soon, it was New Year's Eve. Yerwick City didn't have a ban on fireworks, so the neighborhood had been lively since early in the day.Arthur wanted to hang some lights to bring more festive spirit into the house. However, when he looked at the high places where he needed to hang them, he felt like he just couldn't manage it.Just as Thomas and Everly arrived outside the door, he called out to them, "Hurry and hang up these lights.""Oh dear, be careful not to fall at this age." Thomas quickly took the string of lights from Arthur's hands.Arthur replied, "I was just waiting for you all!"Everly joked, "Grandpa, are you upset that we arrived late?""Hmph! You weren't early enough. Millie hasn't even shown up yet!"But as soon as he finished speaking, Millie walked in holding some things. "Grandpa, I heard you talking about me from far away, and I've sneezed several times because of it," she said with a slight smile, her voice bright and cheerful.The group turned their attention
At that moment, a cold snort came from the staircase.Arthur looked up. Wasn't that Layla standing there?Layla walked downstairs, her tone sounding incredulous as she said, "Is this guy really willing to go to such lengths to get what he wants? He even had the nerve to say something like that?""When pursuing someone you like, there's nothing you wouldn't do, no matter how embarrassing. Back when I was trying to win you over, didn't I wait for you outside your house every day?" The thought brought Arthur a sense of sorrow.The Cadmores were a medical family, and Arthur was a businessman. Even though he also made a fortune in the medical field, the Cadmore family wasn't willing for the two of them to be together. They just wanted Layla to marry someone who was also studying medicine.Believe it or not, back then, there really was another medical student as her suitor. The Cadmore family liked them, and outsiders also thought they were a good match.In the end, the persistent suit
The car was parked in front of the Caldwell residence. Eli took out the items and silently handed them to Winston. He wanted to see if Winston could help escort the two elderly people to the door."No need to accompany me any further. Let's leave it here," Layla insisted, maintaining her refusal.She always maintained a sense of propriety, even in how she addressed Winston.Winston found Layla harder to impress than Millie."Grandma, let me help you take it inside. It's not far. I'll just go in and come right out. I won't stay long," Winston said with a smile.Layla was about to speak. Arthur nudged her arm, suggesting she let it go, as she had been bothered enough already.Layla remained silent for a moment before nodding.Winston was given permission, and he immediately followed the two elderly people into the Caldwell residence with the items.Eli sighed and couldn't help but take a video of Winston, feeling really humbled.It was really hard to believe this was Winston.W
"The shop shutting down for rectifications is necessary. If she keeps up this attitude, there's no point in having the store here. You all should remove her from this place," Layla said, intending to rid Clara of a job.When Clara heard it, her face turned pale. However, she didn't dare to speak at the moment, fearing that the more she said, the more mistakes she might make.These people all seemed to be important figures!"Alright!" Bernard clapped his hands and agreed, "Professor Cadmore, we agree. If she doesn't give the proper compensation, we will definitely fire her!"Arthur supported Layla and gently patted her back, gesturing for her to calm down and not be upset anymore.Layla had finally started to calm down a bit. She had actually become much more mellow with her temper. In the past, whether in the lab or outside, she was always decisive and assertive.This was also why Arthur had been obedient all these years. He would always go along with her."Hurry up, apologize t
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,