All Chapters of She's Out of Your League Now: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Millie followed them into the room and heard a prison guard urging the doctor, "This prisoner is important. You have to save him."The prison guard then made a phone call, saying, "Yes, it's 2823. He's the main culprit in Winston Greer's kidnapping case."Millie glanced at the prison guard before making her way into the emergency room. Inside, she saw a man with a pallid complexion, foaming at the mouth and looking weak. She couldn't help but wonder if he had been poisoned while in prison. Millie was startled by the thought and wondered whether Winston was responsible.Millie couldn't help but remember the horrifying memory where the kidnapper tied her up and weighed her down with a rock before throwing her into the sea. It sent a shiver down her spine, causing her whole body to tremble involuntarily. Instinctively, she reached to touch the wound on her back, and a sudden surge of pain shot through her. The pain was unbearable, making Millie extremely uncomfortable.As she left

"Yerwick is such a small city." Millie sighed.In fact, Yerwick was a big city. However, she kept running into people she didn't want to see.The man sneered as he slowly walked forward, finally standing beside Millie to wash his hands. Millie grabbed two tissues and dried her hands. Her fingers were truly beautiful, with a lovely hint of pink.Winston turned away and said in a low voice, "Millie, you've gone too far.""What do you mean, Mr. Greer?" Millie asked, tilting her head.Winston gazed into her doe eyes. Bathed in the soft, warm yellow light, her face was exquisite and captivating. Those eyes seemed to hold an irresistible allure. Winston's patience was wearing thin. "I'm sure you understand what I mean."This charade with Simon had to end."I'm not smart, so I really don't," Millie replied, looking away as she continued to dry her hands.Winston snorted and asked, "Millie, do you think this will get my attention?""I had no intention of capturing your attention, Mr

It seemed that Joanna had been frequently ill since Winston's kidnapping."Let's go," said Simon.Mille hummed in response.They stood in silence in front of the elevator. Simon's gaze landed on Millie's shoulder. "So, how did you get this injury?"Millie was stunned, wondering if he had also overheard her conversation with Winston."I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional. I noticed Joanna at the door and my curiosity got the best of me, so I went over and happened to overhear," Simon explained.Millie shook her head to show that it didn't matter if he asked. Casually, she offered an explanation. "When I was a kid, I fell off the balcony and landed on a vase, which ended up cutting me."Simon gazed into her eyes and asked, "Really?""Of course! I never lie," Millie said with a serious expression.Simon burst out laughing. Millie cleared her throat slightly, feeling slightly guilty."Never lie…" He chuckled softly, repeating Millie's words.Simon was speechless. She always insisted

Millie wondered if she still loved Winston. Maybe she still had lingering feelings for him and couldn't fully let go.She looked at his striking face and memories of their wedding day flooded her mind. Rachel asked, "Millie, do you really love him that much? Would you still marry him even if he were cold to you?"Back then, she had firmly declared, "I love him. He's the only one I've ever loved. He's the only one I will love."However, she could no longer muster the courage to confess her unwavering love. Millie forced a smile, determined to keep her dignity in Winston's presence.Winston was annoyed by the way she looked at him. Her smile felt like a dagger piercing his heart.Millie said, "Grandma, I don't love him anymore."Winston felt a pang of hurt. It wasn't the first time she'd said she didn't love him. However, it still stung every time she looked at him and smiled, confirming her words. He couldn't help but think back to their university days. She had stood before h

Millie looked up at him again. His expression was intense, and he held the cigarette tightly. The smell of cigarettes was unpleasant to her, and she couldn't seem to get rid of it. It was just like her.She smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Winston."After saying that, she finally felt a true sense of relief.Winston lowered his gaze and cleared his throat. Extinguishing his cigarette, he said, "I'll repeat what I said in the private room."He frowned, looking at Millie with a seriousness and patience he had never shown before. Firmly, he repeated, "I'll do whatever you want me to do."Millie nodded decisively. "Alright. Let's get a divorce."Winston crushed the cigarette butt and gave a determined nod. "Okay. When are you free?""I'm not available today. I'm scheduled to assist Dr. Quinn in surgery this afternoon. How about tomorrow morning?" Millie suggested gently.Winston gazed into her beautiful doe eyes, feeling an indescribable tug at his heart. He replied, "Sure.""I have o