How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 184

When she lived with her grandmother, her birthday meant a special meal of her favorite stew, a simple but heartfelt gesture that made Winifred feel cherished and loved.

Later, when she moved to Zion, Queena never once celebrated her birthday. On that day, she would usually just make herself a bowl of pastas and call it a night.

Then came her relationship with Yvan.

Yvan was the third person in her life, after her grandmother and father, who remembered her birthday.

When he presented her with an expensive piece of jewelry as a birthday gift, Winifred had been genuinely touched.

Someone other than her family cared about her.

She had never told him her birthday, yet he remembered. Didn't that prove he had her in his heart?

But when she found out the necklace cost tens of thousands, she immediately balked and tried to refuse, which made Yvan furious.

He was so angry that she had to coax him for a long time before he calmed down, and in the end, she accepted the necklace.

That necklace was now tucked away in her grandmother’s house, unseen for seven years.

After breaking up with Yvan, she had stopped celebrating her birthday altogether. It just felt meaningless.

Sometimes, she would even forget the date herself, only to realize later that her birthday had already passed.

Today was no different. Winifred hadn’t even noticed it was her birthday.

That evening, after she got home from work, her next-door neighbor, Fitch, knocked on her door.

“Ms. Spencer, do you like cake?” Fitch asked with a smile, holding up a gift box.

Winifred paused. “It’s alright. Why?”

It was an exquisite, two-pound cake, decorated in a delicate pale pink. It was adorned with white chocolate pearls and buttercream roses, and in the center, “Happy Birthday” was elegantly scripted in chocolate.

The entire cake radiated a dreamy, celebratory aura.

Winifred found it odd. What kind of company bonus was an elaborate, personalized birthday cake?

But speaking of birthdays, she realized today was, in fact, her birthday.

She never thought the first birthday cake she’d ever receive in her life would be from her next-door neighbor.

Winifred sliced a piece and took a bite.

The cake was sweet but not cloying. It was surprisingly delicious.