She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109 

“Win, have you reached home?” Joanna’s voice was soft and gentle. 

Winston glanced toward the door and replied softly, “I’m home.” 

“Could you please give me a ride to work tomorrow morning?” Joanna asked a little coquettishly with 

a hint of a smile. 

Winston took a sip of water. “I’ll pick you up after work.” 

He had to go to the cell the following morning. 

“No, please take me to work and pick me up when I finish. We can have dinner together, alright?” 

Joanna’s voice softened. 

Winston lost his patience. “Joanna, don’t force me to do something I don’t want.” 

There was a momentary silence on the other end of the phone, followed by her question. “Then what would you like to do?” 

Winston massaged his forehead, feeling irritated. “I’ll pick you up after work. I’m hanging up now.” 

After that, he ended the call. 

At that moment, a black Rolls–Royce was parked outside the private kitchen. Inside the car, Joanna gripped her phone tightly, only to hear the beep, signaling the call was disconnected. 

She couldn’t believe that Winston lied to her. He clearly took Millie to dinner and pretended to be at 

home. 

Joanna bit her lower lip, her eyes brimming with hatred. Millie was on the verge of divorcing Winston, but she was still holding onto him. It ignited an intense desire within Joanna to retaliate against Millie. 

“Ms. Lowell, should we leave now?” Jeremy asked in a hushed tone. 

Joanna clenched her fists, her heart pounding. “No!” 

She wanted to see how long Winston would continue to reminisce with Millie. 

“Ms. Lowell, it’s Millie!” Jeremy pointed toward the person coming out of the private kitchen. 

Joanna looked toward the private kitchen. She took out her phone and planned to take a photo of Winston seeing Millie off. Unexpectedly, Millie hailed a cab and left by herself. 

“She left,” said Jeremy. 

Joanna felt confused about why, she left by herself. “Follow her,” she shouted. 

In the cab, Millie rubbed her forehead and leaned against the window, gazing at the view outside. As she exited the bathroom, she overheard the waiter discussing, “Do you think Ms. Lowell and Mr. Greer are better suited, or is Ms. Caldwell the better match? 

“Of course it’s Ms. Lowell. Ms. Lowell and Mr. Greer make a perfect match!” 

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“Besides, it seems clear that Mr. Greer doesn’t love Ms. Caldwell. They’ve been married for many years, yet this is the first time he has brought her to eat here.” 

Millie wanted to ignore their discussion and return to the private room. However, when she was standing outside the room, she heard Winston say, “I’m home.” 

It was disgusting to lie to his unforgettable first love while eating with his wife. Millie instantly lost her appetite and opted to take a cab home. 

She opened her Messenger chatroom with Winston on her phone. She had kept his contact name as ” Win” for seven years.