Millie and Rachel entered the private booth at the Eclipse Café at the same time. Rachel asked, "So what did you end up choosing?""Obviously I chose to go back to work at the hospital! There's no way my divorce with Winston is going to happen anytime soon. Selma is watching!" Millie said with a sigh."What a poor darling. You just escaped the jaws of marriage, but now you're about to suffer in the workplace!" Rachel said, unable to hold back a laugh.Millie closed the door to the private booth and sighed. Suddenly, a creepy smile spread across her face as she lifted the mini medical kit in her hands. "Come on, superstar! Let me show you some good, proper loving!"Rachel shuddered. "Ugh! You're so gross!"After finishing her filming schedule, Rachel mentioned she was hurting all over and felt horrible.Millie immediately rushed to meet her with all her medical supplies. She was prepared to help cure all of Rachel's weariness and soreness."Take those clothes off!" Millie said
However, till today, no one knew that the technique Millie had invented that technique."Alright. I'll take those out after 40 minutes," Millie said as she covered Rachel with a thin blanket. "Do you have any filming schedules planned anytime soon? I won't do anything that will leave lasting marks.""Yeah," Rachel said as she nodded.She felt sleepy every time Millie did acupuncture for her. Rachel knew that Millie did that on purpose. Millie knew how little rest Rachel usually got, and she wanted to give her best friend a chance to rest so she could feel more energized.Everyone else thought that Millie was useless, but to Rachel, she was someone who could heal anything.Millie lay down on a rocking chair next to Rachel and picked up her phone. She realized that there hadn't been any influx of new headlines that day.There hadn't been a single piece of news after Selma's birthday party yesterday.Did no one talk about the Lowell family giving Selma a fake Snowdrop Plant?Mill
"Do you usually get cramps like this, Dr. Lloyd? We've already called 911, so don't worry," one of the workers at the restaurant consoled him.Millie pushed past the crowd and walked toward the man.The crowd glared at her. "Stop pushing!"Millie scoffed. "Yeah! As if you can help him.""How rude! You're just making fun of him!" someone in the crowd chided."Look at how covered up she is. How suspicious! What kind of normal person covers their face up like that?" another person questioned.They covered their mouths and looked at her disdainfully as they began to talk about Millie right in front of her.As Millie glanced at them, she couldn't help but feel annoyed. Everyone was so judgmental these days. They couldn't stop insulting and mocking others at all."It hurts!" Sebastian gritted his teeth.He had been getting cramps for a while, but he was too busy to pay much attention to it.Most doctors were used to diagnosing themselves, and they would always reassure themselves t
Millie wasn't part of their restaurant staff, and if anything happened to Sebastian because of her, the restaurant couldn't take responsibility."I'll take responsibility for anything that happens!" Sebastian said seriously.Millie couldn't help but chuckle. Sebastian really did trust her, and she would be sure not to let that trust down.Millie laid out her acupuncture needles.Her needles looked intimidating and stood out in their kit.Sebastian began to look closely at the needles she was holding. Why did those needles look so familiar?Millie looked at Sebastian while she put one hand on his swollen, purple leg. "I'm about to begin, sir."Sebastian nodded in response.After that, Millie immediately put a needle into his leg.Sebastian thought it would hurt, but strangely enough, he didn't feel pain at all.At first, he thought it was a lucky coincidence. But it didn't hurt even after a dozen or so needles in his leg.This was miraculous! There were acupuncturists with dec
Rachel was still lying on the bench as she called Millie. "Ms. Caldwell, where have you gone off to?"The door opened as soon as she finished speaking.Rachel looked at the doorway and saw Millie, who was back to her regular self."Hey, superstar. I'm here to take those needles out," Millie said as she walked in. She didn't bring up anything that had just happened."Where did the hat go?" Rachel asked."I've decided to keep it since I like it so much, so it's mine now. If I gave it back, the paparazzi might think that I'm you!" Millie said, randomly coming up with an excuse to convince her best friend.Rachel thought nothing of it and left it at that.After the acupuncture session, Rachel's whole body was completely relaxed. She no longer felt as exhausted as before.When they left, Millie heard the lobby manager say, "How strange! What happened to this part of the surveillance footage?""Mr. Lloyd asked us to look for this guest, but I didn't expect it to become a problem."
Rachel hadn't wanted to say anything about Winston. After all, Millie still loved Winston, and she would be hurt if Rachel talked shit about him.But he was the one who asked for it.Winston's handsome features morphed into a cold scowl as he said in a low voice, "Rachel!"Rachel wasn't like Millie. She never let the same mistake happen twice. She glared at him and taunted boldly, "What's with the barking? Are you a dog?"Winston frowned deeply. His dark eyes were staring at Rachel coldly.The other people in the lobby immediately turned to look at them. When the manager saw Winston, he immediately arranged for someone to control the crowd. He didn't want to cause a scene.Joanna immediately stood in front of Winston and said, "Enough! Rachel, if you're mad at me, then say it to my face! Why are you yelling at Win?""Did you think I wouldn't dare to yell at you?" Rachel glared at Joanna.Was she really taking herself that seriously?"You're just a mistress. What did you think
The Caldwell family's house was filled to the brim with roses. Rachel had practically bought her every single rose in Yermick City.Millie looked at the front and back yard covered in roses and asked, "Why do I need a man when I have a best friend like Rachel?""What's going on?" Terrence asked in confusion, having just gotten home from work. "Do you have a new admirer? Gosh, what a scene!" He looked up at his daughter and reminded her, "Mills, you have a habit of falling too easily. Don't be swayed just because he filled our yard up with roses!"Millie forced out a tense smile.Suddenly, her phone began to ring.Millie turned around and leaned against the railing instead. It was a call from Winston.Millie hesitated for a moment before accepting the call. She brought her phone to her ear and looked down as she said coldly, "Mr. Greer.""Come out. I'm in front of your house," he said icily. His tone sounded more like a command than a request.Millie froze in surprise.She turn
Even though Terrence had been talking to Millie, Winston knew those words had been meant for him.Terrence's words couldn't have been clearer. He wanted them to hurry up and finalize their divorce so they could stop dragging things around."I know, Dad," Millie said calmly.Millie glanced at Winston, signaling for him to talk outside.Winston followed Millie closely. She was dressed in a black dress with thick straps. Her long hair fell against her shoulders and contrasted against her fair skin, which also framed her collarbones.Her wrists and back were still covered in white bandages. Winston still couldn't help but feel a jolt when he thought about the injuries underneath them."How stubborn must you be to come all the way here? I did tell you I wasn't mad," Millie said lazily. She randomly plucked a rose and began to carefully pick off its thorns.Winston had already seen the roses planted everywhere when he came in. "Did Simon give you these?"Millie glanced at him before
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Winston finally had a moment to ask how he was doing.Arthur nodded. His demeanor toward Winston seemed a bit more gentle than before.Layla sighed. "There's too many people. Let's all slow down a bit.""Okay," Arthur said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm fine.""You're getting older, and a fall could be life-threatening," Layla said anxiously, holding onto Arthur's arm tightly. "Hold onto me, alright?""If I hold onto you, I'll end up pulling you down as well if I fall!" Arthur grumbled.Layla said, "I don't care. Just hold onto me.""Okay, I'll hold on to you," Arthur relented.Winston was quietly following them from behind and couldn't help but smile himself. This was pretty nice.Who wouldn't envy a relationship that stayed this loving and affectionate all the way until old age?"Should we buy some candy?" Layla said, pointing at the candy in front of them.Arthur said, "Okay."Whatever she wanted, he would agree. The two of them acted both harmo
"She's been hurt so badly, almost losing her life, yet he said she's fortunate. Clearly, he's the fortunate one! If he leaves our Mills, where else is he going to find a girl as wonderful and sweet as her?"Arthur nodded in agreement, playing along like a sidekick. "Exactly, that's what I'm saying!"He spoke a bit louder than usual, clearly aiming his words at Winston.Of course, Winston surely understood what they were thinking.He nodded. "Grandma is right. It was definitely me aiming too high. So if I get another chance, I will definitely treat Millie well.""Hmph! Men are all talk!" Layla had long seen through Winston's ways.Winston was at a loss for words.It didn't take long to reach the entrance of the supermarket.There were a lot of people present because of New Year's Day shopping.After Layla got sick once, her health had significantly worsened. Additionally, with one of her hands not working well, she appeared a bit flustered when she and Arthur entered the superm
"Dear, could you give me a hand?" Layla asked. "Oh no, why is this step so slippery?"The next day, Winston sat in his car, watching as the elderly couple came out of the Caldwell residence.Arthur held the shopping cart in his hand, and the two of them were all geared up, ready to go out shopping.Winston got out of the car. The elderly couple happened to see Winston at that moment.Arthur and Layla exchanged glances. Layla spoke up first. "Mills is not here!""I understand. I'm not looking for Mills." Winston approached and stopped in front of them. "Grandma, Mills should have mentioned it to you. I was thinking of spending the Spring Festival with you and her."Layla reacted as if she had just heard a joke, saying bluntly, "When you were married, we never saw you spend the Spring Festival with her. "Now that you two have nothing to do with each other, why are you coming to spend the Spring Festival with her? She has family; she doesn't need you to spend the Spring Festival w
Even though Winston wasn't eating, he was really good at paying and carrying things.Millie felt a strong sense of nostalgia for her own college days as she watched the university students eating.She wished she could go back to high school or maybe even college.She had seen many novels where the main female character went back to high school, and in each of these stories, she no longer loved the male lead when she returned back in time.If she went back to high school…"What are you thinking about? You're about to walk into the wall." Winston interrupted Millie's thoughts and pulled her closer to him.Millie really had almost bumped into a wall."Nothing." She smiled at Winston.Winston raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.The light from the food trucks shone on him and cast an indescribable sense of fate about him.He didn't belong here. Millie felt an increasingly strong urge to take him out of the scene immediately.Millie felt that if she went back to high school
"Hey, young lady, would you like to try some beef organs?" a vendor selling snacks asked Millie while preparing the food. "You're such a pretty girl, and your boyfriend is quite handsome too!"Millie and Winston exchanged a glance.Millie shook her head and was about to say she didn't want any.But Winston simply said, "I'll take two."Millie gave Winston a questioning look.Winston said to her, "I wasn't planning on buying it either, but she called me your boyfriend. With her having such good taste, shouldn't I buy two to show some support?"The vendor laughed heartily.Millie pressed her lips together and moved her mouth slightly. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.The vendor said, "It seems like I was right. If I had mentioned the word husband, then would you have bought out my whole car?"Winston nodded. "I'm considering it. However, I don't think she'd approve."The vendor laughed heartily and said, "You all look unfamiliar, so you probably aren't from the school
Millie was the type of person who stood firm on what she wanted, regardless of who was around. No setbacks or hardships could affect her.Winston thought about this and felt even more heartache for Millie. He was the one who turned the brave and passionate girl, someone who never cared about what others thought, into the cold person she was now.He felt that loving someone was akin to taking care of a flower. He had watched as a beautiful tulip transformed into a rose covered in thorns."Winston?"He heard Millie's voice close by.Winston turned his head and saw Millie frowning. "What are you thinking about? Let's go?""Not going to watch for a bit longer?" he asked."I've seen this fountain so many times. What's so special about it?" Millie remarked with a clear voice, glancing at the fountain.Winston smiled but didn't say anything.In the past, every time she was there, she would always use excuses like "I haven't seen enough" or "Let's watch the fountain a little longer" t
"Hey there, could you help me take a picture?" Millie was looking around when someone suddenly called out to her.Millie turned around to see a tall boy holding a camera. Behind him, there was a girl waiting.Millie nodded and was about to take the camera to help with taking a picture.Winston suddenly asked, "Can I help""Huh?" The boy paused. He looked at both of them and then said with a smile, "Alright then…"However, he was clearly hesitant.Millie chuckled and said, "Let me handle it. I might be a bit more skilled than Mr. Greer is."Winston shrugged and didn't say anything else.Millie stepped forward with a camera in her hand. The two students stood next to each other. They maintained an appropriate distance, suggesting they weren't close. The girl wore a dress layered with a coat, which made her look stylish.Millie observed the two individuals. She could tell that the boy had feelings for the girl, for he was being very cautious.The girl was smiling sweetly at the
The man was wearing a loose sweatshirt with black pants. On top of that, he wore a long padded coat. His tall stature made him stand out among the other students. He looked even more like a student because of his outfit.Millie was a bit surprised when the person happened to look up in her direction. The two of them stood gazing at each other from across a wide asphalt road.Millie walked over and asked, "What are you doing here?"Winston pressed his lips together and didn't answer her question. Instead, he asked her, "Why are you here so late?""I asked you first." Millie looked up at him, determined to get an answer."Just trying to revisit some memories," he said calmly. He ran a hand through his hair before putting both hands in his pockets.Millie hummed in acknowledgment."What about you? You're not from the University of Yerwick, are you?" he laughed.Millie looked at him with a calm expression, as if nothing could really stir her interest."I have quite a few memories
Millie felt guilty, squeezing the orange in her hand so hard it was almost about to burst. She mumbled softly, "I mean, is it alright that Winston also came to the Spring Festival?"Layla placed the items on the table, then sat down on the couch and asked, "Why? Doesn't he have a home to go to?"Millie hesitated. That was a tricky question to answer."Got kicked out by the Greer family?" She eyed Millie with an intense gaze that was overwhelming and quite fierce.Millie didn't dare speak, but she still had to answer, "No."Layla gave a cold smile and immediately asked, "So why isn't he going back to his own home for New Year's Day and instead coming to ours? Is he crazy?""Grandma, he…" Millie wanted to explain."I don't agree," Layla stated flatly, dismissing any further explanations.Millie choked up and quietly looked over at Arthur.Arthur's expression grew more serious, as if he agreed with what Layla had said, and he turned his attention to the television."You're not e