Winston placed his glass on the table and shot a complicated look at Millie. He watched as she reverted to acting like a stranger, picking up her phone and ignoring him completely.He couldn't stand this anymore. He fought the urge to rush up to her and force her to pay him some attention.In the end, he hung his head. He couldn't give in to his urge, as he had promised not to bother her. All he could do was to keep his emotions under control, torturing himself.He had finally empathized with Millie's past struggles of feeling stuck in a one-sided relationship, facing rejection after rejection.How did she manage to survive those difficult years?He downed the wine in his glass. The look in his eyes deepened—a fearful and unreadable abyss.After that, Rachel and Jake returned to the restaurant, seemingly engaged in an upsetting discussion."What's wrong?" asked Millie.Rachel slammed her fist on the table. "I was wrong to think that larger companies have better work culture! Bu
"Woah, you calm down that easily!" Millie gasped in disbelief.Rachel snorted. "Only because you're the one comforting me!"Smiling, Millie got onto Twitter and saw the trending topics about Rachel's alleged difficult behavior at work. Although she hadn't tweeted in a long time, she decided to speak up for her friend in this incident.When Rachel was begging for her attention, Millie tweeted from her account, "I'm having dinner with Rach when we found out that someone had spread photos to slander her. "Rach has worked her way up, and everyone who worked with her had nothing but praise for her. Why would people who've never met her criticize her? Ask yourself—has Rach ever lashed out at anyone or acted arrogantly in her career?"I get that some shills are paid to destroy her reputation, but at least get your facts straight before you tweet."Rachel's screen lit up from the notification of Millie's latest tweet. She didn't need to check out the content to know that Millie had twee
"Do I look like I want a fling with Rachel Shaw? This is Rachel Shaw we're talking about. I can't fool around with her," Jake replied with disappointment in his eyes."I'm glad you're aware." Winston set his glass on the table and picked up his coat.With a wry smile, Jake confessed, "Win, I finally came across a woman I can't win over."Winston stopped in his tracks before looking in the elevator's direction. He too shared Jake's sentiments.Jake caught up to Winston, asking, "Win, what do you think of me pursuing Rachel?"Winston replied, "Do it if you're truly into her."Jake tutted. He stole a few more glances at Winston. "Look at you! You sound like an ascetic monk!"Winston raised his gaze. He wasn't exactly ascetic; he wanted Millie but failed to win her heart."You regret not talking more to Millie in the past. Right?" Jake watched the numbers on the elevator panel jumping as Millie and Rachel took their elevator trip down."You probably think of the many times you wen
Millie quickly looked away. The cab soon vanished into the night. The sight sent a slow, stabbing pain across Winston's heart.Jake repeated Rachel's remark. "He's a total idiot!"Winston stared at the ground with a dry smile. "I am.""Have you given that necklace to Millie?" asked Jake."She turned it down," Winston revealed. He delivered the items, but she refused to accept them.Jake pressed on. "Did you give her that two-piece butterfly jewelry set?""Yeah."Jake gasped in surprise. "I can't believe she turned them down. I thought she loved butterflies. Gosh…"At that moment, Winston received a call from Eli. Eli reported, "We have seized the goods of Lowell Group. Their men nearly got into a fight with us at the port just now."Winston's expression remained unchanged. Eli added, "Logan wants me to pass a message. He wanted to know what he had to do for you to return the goods of Lowell Group."Winston typed on his phone. "We're never returning them."Logan was naive
Rachel was the sole reason that Jake showed up. He didn't interrupt Rachel, who was having fun. Noticing Millie looking at him, he joined her at the booth seat.He called the waiter over and footed the bill for Millie's table. Then, he ordered some alcohol. She pouted. "We can afford it. Mr. Webson, you don't have to treat us.""It's what a gentleman would do." That was his answer.After a short silence, Millie took a sip of wine. Both of them looked at Rachel, who was having fun on the dance floor.Marvin had texted Millie for her instructions on dealing with Jeremy. She fell into a momentary daze; she nearly forgot about the problem that was Jeremy.Stealing a look at Jake, she felt glad he was here. She suddenly rose. "I need to use the restroom."Jake merely stared at her in silence. She indeed went to the restroom. At the restroom entrance, she stopped a waiter, saying, "I need pen and paper."The waiter soon returned with the requested items. She wrote a line on the paper.
Would Winston put Lowell Group out of business?Jake, who happened to see the news too, snickered with sarcasm.Millie put away her phone and folded her arms across her chest. A man suddenly approached her with a clear intention to pick her up. He could only lean in to speak to her, as the bar was too noisy.She smiled when the man whispered something into her ear. She replied, "I'm sorry. I can't drink."His expression froze. Millie's excuse was lame because she reeked of alcohol. Besides, her table was full of drinks. Her excuse made no sense.Nevertheless, he smiled and picked up the hint. A sensible man, he would not continue harassing a lady who showed no interest in him.Jake raised an eyebrow in amusement and sent the photo to Winston without hesitation. He wrote, "Someone's trying to pick up your ex-wife."After the man left, another dropped by to take on the challenge that was Millie. She used the same excuse on him. "I'm sorry. I can't drink."Not easily fooled, the
"Mr. Webson, why are you looking at me like that?" Rachel tilted her head, confusion in her eyes as she looked at Jake.His gaze was deep and inscrutable. When Rachel questioned him, he looked away. "Looking at you how?""Do you think your brand ambassador is nothing like what you expected?" she asked.Jake gave her a lazy smile and replied, "I personally signed off on my brand ambassador. I wouldn't undermine you, no matter what. You don't need to worry, Ms. Shaw.""Is that so?" Rachel lowered her gaze, a faint smile playing on her lips.Millie couldn't shake the feeling that every word between them was a veiled jab. She just hoped Rachel wasn't acting like this because Jake was friends with Winston.The rest of the evening dragged on. As the three of them sat together, no one dared approach their table anymore.Millie stuck it out until the early hours of the morning. By then, Rachel had definitely had too much to drink."I'll take her home," Jake stated. He then rose and gra
For some reason, a deep sorrow settled over Millie. It wasn't just the sadness of a broken relationship or the exhaustion of everyday life. It was also how Winston's gaze grew more complicated every time he looked at her."Boss, are you okay?" Marvin asked cautiously.Millie looked up with a lazy expression and gave a faint nod, yet she stayed silent. Marvin chuckled. "Want to hear a joke?"Millie shifted her gaze toward him. She often thought of Marvin as a ray of sunshine. He was thoughtful, patient, and quick to pick up on the smallest changes in someone's demeanor.He could sense her mood was off almost instantly.Marvin blinked repeatedly. "Why are you staring at me like that?""It's nice having you around," Millie replied.Marvin grinned upon hearing that. "Now you're realizing how great I am?""I've always known you were great," Millie said sincerely.Marvin fell quiet for a moment. Then, in a softer tone, he asked, "Are you upset because of Mr. Greer?"Millie shook
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