She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston) novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120 

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Millie walked out. 

Watching her defiant figure, Winston felt a pang in his heart. It was as if a thorn had pricked it. 

Millie stopped at the entrance of the inpatient department. She then turned to face Winston, her hands properly placed in front of her. 

“Mr. Greer, this is as far as I’ll go. I’m sorry for occupying your morning,” she said gently. 

Winston hummed in response while his gaze lingered on her. He wanted to tell Millie that she could call him if she needed anything. 

However, before he could speak, someone called out, “Mills.” 

The voice sounded familiar. 

Winston and Millie turned at the same time and saw Simon approaching with a bouquet and gifts. 

“Mr. Greer, you’re here too,” Simon said as a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes. 

Winston glanced at Simon coldly. With an icy tone, he countered, “Is that so surprising?” 

He and Simon were currently competing for the same land. Naturally, this made them rivals. 

Simon chuckled and replied, “This is indeed a surprise. I thought you only cared about Ms. Lowell and didn’t concern yourself with your ex–wife’s family matters.” 

Millie couldn’t help but take a quick look at him. 

Winston frowned. He sensed the hostility in Simon’s tone and wondered if he had developed a penchant for picking fights. Lately, Simon had been particularly rude whenever they spoke. 

“Mr. Harrison, know your place, and don’t lecture me here.” 

Winston stepped forward, his face devoid of emotions as he stared at Simon. After that, he placed his hand around Millie’s shoulder and pulled her close. 

“Millie and I are still married. It’s not your place to interfere!” he uttered firmly. 

Simon narrowed his eyes. He sized Winston up, then shifted his gaze to Millie, who wore a troubled 

expression. 

It seemed like Winston only remembered she was his wife when he needed to use her. So, Millie removed his hand and said, “Mr. Greer, you must be busy. I won’t disturb you any longer.” 

Winston was taken aback. He could not believe Millie had pushed him away in front of Simon! 

“Simon, my dad is upstairs. Let’s go,” Millie politely told Simon. 

He immediately nodded and followed her into the inpatient department, leaving Winston alone at the 

entrance. 

Winston stared at Millie’s and Simon’s retreating figure with his jaw clenched. Suddenly, a surge 

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inexplicable anger rose from within him. 

Millie called him “Mr. Greer“, yet she addressed Simon by his first name. How sweet! 

He was convinced that her standards had dropped since leaving him. Winston fumed even more at 

that thought. 

Winston opened the car door and got in. With a troubled mind, he lit a cigarette. For some reason, he noticed himself becoming quick–tempered recently and would reach for cigarettes to calm himself