She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston)
League 254

League 254

Chapter 254

Millie hummed in response as she gathered her hair up and secured it with her sunglasses. Herexquisitely beautiful face was simply too striking.

Just as she was about to order the dishes, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. She askedWinston, “Are you paying for this meal, ex–husband?”

With one hand pressed to his forehead, Winston answered, “Yes.”

So, Millie didn’t hesitate to order every signature dish on the menu.

“Choose something,” she uttered while sliding the menu toward Winston,

Winston was looking at his phone and replied indifferently, “Didn’t you say you were going to orderfrom the kids‘ menu for me?”

“I was joking,” Millie answered with a grin.

Winston glanced at her. “I’m fine with anything.”

With that, Millie selected a few non–spicy dishes for him and placed the order. Throughout the waitfor their food, Winston remained engrossed in his phone.

Sitting across from him, Millie kept her eyes fixed on him. Perhaps her gaze was so intense that itcaused Winston to lift his head, his eyes showing a hint of confusion.

Millie picked up her cup and took a sip of coffee. She felt that this day hadn’t been as sorrowful asshe had expected.

She had once thought that she would be devastated if she divorced Winston. But now, that wasn’tthe

case.

In contrast, Millie felt relieved. She even found that not being a couple made their interactions morerelaxed.

“Are you sad that we’re divorced?” Millie couldn’t stop herself from asking.

Winston stared at her, then pressed his lips together. “No.”

Millie fell silent. A moment later, she broke into a smile. She had expected his answer. But for somereason, hearing him say it out loud fell oddly heartless.

“I don’t seem to be as upset as I imagined too,” Millie said seriously as she looked into Winston’seyes.

Winston lowered his gaze and gripped his cup tightly. “It’s because you’ve long fallen out of lovewith me, Ms. Caldwell.”

“Indeed, the best way to move on from someone is to fall in love with another person,” Millieresponded, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Upon hearing what she said, Winston felt inexplicably irritated.

“Winston, I used to be so foolish,” Millie remarked. She propped her chin with both hands, staredintently at Winston, and added, “I thought I’d die if left you.”

Yet, he merely scoffed in response.

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“Now it seems that leaving a man only makes me more carefree,” Millie declared earnestly.

Right then, the private room door swung open, and the waiter began serving their dishes.

“Ms. Caldwell, you’ve always been carefree and never let yourself be disadvantaged,” Winstonreplied indifferently.

Millie took another sip of her coffee and said sarcastically, “Being married to you has been a hugeloss for

me.”

Winston didn’t utter a single word. He stared at the dishes covered with red chili peppers, feeling hisstomach churn with discomfort. Were these even edible?

“To tell you the truth, I like spicy food,” Millie murmured.

Winston took a sip of water. “I’m not so sure about that.” After all, Millie always cooked non–spicydishes.

She immediately countered, “That’s because you have a sensitive stomach, so I always makehealthy dishes.“,

Winston paused, feeling a hint of unease.

“Also, I really love having fun. I enjoy the outdoors and seeing the world.” Millie raised hereyebrows. “Including clubbing, dancing, and flirting with men? Winston followed up on hercomment.

Millie nodded solemnly. “Yes, including all that.”

She was genuinely serious about Winston. That was why she was willing to give up everything sheloved for him.

“Most importantly…” Millie cast a sideway glance at Winston, who waited for her to continue.

She considered that matter and felt somewhat sad. Gazing into Winston’s eyes, her tone softened.

“I really do love swimming,” she said softly.

But to save Winston, Millie could no longer swim. She hoped that one day, she could overcome herfear.

“Why did you stop swimming?” Winston asked calmly.

Millie looked at him, her grip tightening around her cutlery. “Don’t you know?”

“Should I know?” Winston countered.