She's out of Your League Now (Millie and Winston) novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151 

Winston tightened his grip on the phone. The memory of that man Millie met in the hotel suite flashed across his mind. Indeed, the man bore a resemblance to Simon. 

He wondered if Millie and Simon’s relationship had progressed to the point where they would meet at a hotel. How could Millie brazenly take the elevator with him to meet Simon last night? Weren’t their hugging a provocative display toward him? 

Winston felt troubled and frustrated. He had an urge to ask Millie about it. How could she hack into his phone and his company’s systems and go on a date with a man at a hotel the next second without batting an eye? 

Ever since she decided on the divorce, she had repeatedly shocked him. He had gotten to know her all over again. 

At the same time, Millie sneezed hard on her way home. She rubbed her nose and mumbled, “Did I catch a cold today? Doesn’t seem like it.” 

Her phone chimed, notifying her of a text. “When are you coming tomorrow? I can’t wait to have dinner with you!” 

Sighing, she thought, “He’s as clingy as before.” 

Another text came in. “By the way, do give my words some consideration. Take your time!” 

Pouting, she put down her phone and ignored him. 

The next morning, Millie–went to work as usual and left in a hurry in the evening. On her way back, she ran into Winston, who was at the hospital to visit Joanna. 

They exchanged a look before passing each other by. 

While Winston waited at the elevator lobby, he overheard the doctors on shift handover commenting, “Dr. Caldwell must have a great relationship with her husband. She rushes home every day after work like a newlywed!” 

“Right. I’ve never seen her so excited about leaving work. Things have really changed lately.” 

Winston’s expression crumpled. The descriptions didn’t fit him and Millle at all. They weren’t loving newlyweds. 

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With that thought, he couldn’t help but steal a glance in the direction Millie left. Gripping the fruit basket tighter, he texted Eli, “Look into Simon Harrison’s schedule tonight.” 

The reply came five minutes later. Eli wrote, “He’ll be at the Grand Santiago Hotel tonight.” 

Winston’s face hardened. The thought of Millie leaving the hotel in a rush troubled him to no end. He hurried after her without hesitation. 

Millie knocked on the door of a suite at the Grand Santiago Hotel at 7:00 pm. 

A man in a bathrobe answered the door and lazily gave her a once–over. He was a muscular 37–year–old who looked younger than his age. His features resembled Millie’s somehow. 

Winston arrived right as Millie entered the suite. He heard the man ask her, “Why are you late today?” 

“Am I late? I showed up right after work!” 

The door closed, leaving Winston alone outside. He frowned as a feeling of unease gnawed at him. 

He had never crossed a line with Joanna, yet Millie had been sleeping with Simon. He took out his phone, and after some deliberation, he called Millie with the phone number that she hadn’t blocked. 

“Where are you?” he demanded after she picked up the call. 

“Do I have to tell you?” she replied in a contemptuous tone, rolling her eyes. 

“Millie Caldwell, you can’t seriously think I ask because I care. When are you going to compensate the Greer Group?” he sneered with a hint of fury. 

She snapped at him, “Oh, don’t worry! You’ll be compensated too!” 

At that moment, he overheard a male voice asking in the background. “Who are you talking to?”