Millie Caldwell fails to win Winston Greer's heart despite them being married for three years. They get married after a misunderstanding, and Millie goes back to being the princess of the Caldwell family.Her father asks, "When are you going to inherit my billions, sweetheart?"Her mother beams. "Be a designer like me! You're bound to become famous with me backing you up!"Her grandmother says sternly, "Mills has to take up medicine. Think about her prowess in the medical field—it'd be a waste not to use her skills!"Millie asks her grandfather, "What do you think, Grandpa?"He looks pleased. "How about we drink some tea and plant some flowers? You can enjoy your retirement before you're due for it."Millie thinks this is the best her life can get… until Winston latches onto her and refuses to let go."I regret everything, Mills." He holds her tightly after getting drunk. His eyes are red, and he chokes up as he says, "Can you call me your husband just one more time?"Millie smiles. "Have some shame, jerkface."Jerkface says, "Being shamed means nothing compared to having you as my wife."
View More"Everyone, please welcome Millie Caldwell, our newest member in the department. Let's take a moment to get to know her." Taking a moment to sip her water, Lainey then turned her attention to Millie. Millie had her hair neatly pinned up, complemented by a light pink blouse beneath her white coat, exuding a calm and professional aura.The team responded with applause, welcoming Millie warmly. However, Yoel's reaction was lukewarm at best. He shot her a brief, disapproving glance, muttering, "Does Dr. Lloyd think we need another decorative addition? One was more than sufficient." Before anyone could respond, Joanna walked in. Yoel's slight headache escalated at her arrival. One was already a handful, but adding another seemed excessive. After all, they had a fixed number of doctors, right? Millie's gaze met Joanna's, serene and composed. Joanna's expression, however, conveyed a different sentiment. "Following department tradition, shouldn't new members treat us to a meal?"
Draped in their pristine white coats, the team radiated a vibrant energy. Leading them was Lainey Quinn, a distinguished chief cardiac surgeon in her thirties. Having joined the Bifrost Hospital just a year prior, Lainey's cool demeanor and exceptional medical skills had earned her the title of "Demon Healer". She was the mentor Millie was set to work under.Lainey was deeply engrossed in patient records when she noticed Millie. Millie offered a nod of acknowledgment. "Dr. Quinn." With a brief hum, Lainey instructed, "Are you the newbie? Meet me in my office later." With that, she resumed her brisk pace, her expression inscrutable. As the team moved forward, Millie subtly positioned herself by the wall and observed their departure. A few interns exchanged covert glances and murmured, "Isn't that Millie Caldwell?" "Do you mean the Caldwell family known for medical excellence, except for Millie Caldwell? Could it really be her?" "Exactly. I heard she's not up to par and on
"Win, Mills?" Joanna's voice echoed from behind. Millie and Winston turned, finding Joanna in her white coat with a cup of coffee in hand. Her face briefly stiffened seeing the scene, her lips pressing into a thin line. Mille and Winston together explained why he hadn't answered her calls earlier—he was with Millie. Joanna wondered if he was still hung up on his ex. "Did I interrupt?" she asked, her smile tainted with bitterness. Quickly, Winston explained, "No, Millie hurt her hand at the banquet a few days ago. I'm taking her to her hospital appointment." Millie shot Winston a piercing look, silently condemning his two-faced behavior. Joanna offered a strained smile, her irritation barely concealed. "Thanks to Mills that day, otherwise—" "He's lying," Millie interjected, halting Joanna's words. Winston's eyes narrowed at Millie, wondering what she was up to. Raising her chin, Millie flashed Winston a mischievous grin, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Joanna, kee
Simon hadn't left. The more Millie resisted, the less Winston seemed willing to let her leave the car. "Sit tight," he coldly warned before flooring the accelerator. The sports car roared away, seemingly flaunting its speed to Simon. Frustrated, Millie texted Simon an apology. Soon came a message from him. "No worries, I was the one who was late." His composed response deepened Millie's sense of regret. Simon's emotional steadiness made him seem like an ideal partner. Yet, her heart struggled to open up again. Casting a fleeting glance at Winston, she noticed his furrowed brow, possibly sensing her gaze. She immediately averted her gaze toward the window. Her emotions were a tangled mess, while her fingers nervously intertwined. Their relationship felt complicated as if a knot impossible to untangle. The car stopped at the hospital entrance. Winston opened the door, and Millie shot him a sidelong glance before heading to the emergency. He trailed behind with
Millie watched with confusion as Winston circled and climbed inside the car. She pondered if he was trying to intimidate her, and since when had she become the obstacle preventing their divorce? The situation was so absurd that it was laughable. Simon, who was standing by the car, observed Winston with a puzzled expression. After a brief moment, he crossed his arms and leaned against the vehicle, letting out a resigned chuckle. Was Winston truly in love with Millie, or was this some sort of game? Recognizing that confronting Winston directly would lead nowhere, Millie opted for a softer approach. She flashed a radiant smile and said sincerely, "Mr. Greer, I appreciate your concern. But since Simon is here, it wouldn't be polite to let him leave on his own, would it?" Winston lifted his gaze, locking eyes with Millie's captivating ones. Her smile was as enchanting as a gentle breeze. "Would you rather let me go alone?" Winston moved closer, his intense gaze fixed on Millie
Millie raised her eyes and spotted Simon's car nearby. He sat inside and was silently observing them. Soon after, he stepped out and walked toward them. Reacting to his approach, Millie discreetly moved aside, creating a distance between herself and Winston. Her subtle action pricked at Winston's emotions. "Millie, am I late?" Simon asked, his voice playful. "No, not at all," she replied. It was Winston who had arrived early. "Shall I accompany you for your hospital appointment?" he asked. With a nod, Millie agreed and began walking alongside Simon. Winston's grip on Millie's wrist tightened. Beneath the trees, morning sunlight peeked through the branches, casting a soft glow on them. His eyes lingered on Millie's trembling wrist, his throat tightening. With a calm yet cold voice, he asked, "Are you sure about going with him?" Meeting Winston's gaze, Millie found his gaze inscrutable, leaving her perplexed. Perhaps her struggle to understand Winston wasn't confined
"What are you doing here, Winston?" Millie looked at the man in front of her suspiciously.Expressionlessly, Winston replied, "Am I unwelcome?"He could tell by Millie's change of expression that not only was he unwelcome, but he was also putting her in a bad mood. Was she disappointed that he had been the one standing outside and not Simon?Julia suddenly called out, "Millie, what's wrong?""Nothing! Simon's here. Bye!" As she spoke, she began to pull Winston out with her.He frowned and looked at Millie, who looked completely unruffled after lying to her family. "So I'm Simon now?" he asked her."If you're not afraid of getting chased out with a broom by my dad, feel free to announce who you actually are!" Millie glared at Winston, feeling disgusted. Winston fell silent.That really sounded like something Terrence might do.Millie only let him go when they left the front gates. "What are you doing here again?""It's been three days, hasn't it? I'm bringing you to the hospi
Sebastian had probably come looking for Layla because of how similar Millie and Layla's techniques were. After all, Millie had grown up under Layla's influence.Layla was confused. What female students?She never took any students regardless of their gender. The only student she wanted was Millie, but her granddaughter seemed determined not to learn medicine.It was something that really angered her."Sebastian, have you forgotten that I don't take students?" Layla asked with a stern expression.Sebastian paused. He finally remembered that important detail."Then…" Sebastian looked up. He couldn't help but look at Millie."Hi, Mr. Sebastian," Millie said with a smile. She finally got the chance to say hello.Sebastian looked at Millie properly. She seemed shockingly similar to the young lady who had helped him.Could she have been Millie?Even though the public looked down on Millie as trash when it came to medical skills, he knew she was not someone to be underestimated.Ho
"That's okay. I can go on my own," Millie said, turning Simon down."I think I should go with you. See you!" Simon didn't give Millie the chance to turn him down a second time and hung up.Millie helplessly put her phone back down and realized Winston was still holding onto her."Mr. Greer, it's not very polite to keep holding onto me," she reminded him nicely.They were already exes. It wasn't nice to be so touchy, especially not in public.If Joanna spotted him, she would probably cry and make another fuss."Are you really going to date Simon?" Winston asked, sounding frustrated."Watch yourself. That's none of your business," Millie said as she pushed his hand off her in disgust.What should she do if her ex-husband was still worried about her? "Millie, he's not a good guy," Winston reminded her out of kindness.Millie chuckled. "I already loved the most evil guy in the world. Why would I worry about Simon?"Winston was stunned silent.Was he the most evil guy on earth?
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