Chapter 601
Chapter 601:
“I know what people are thinking right now. I’m well aware of what crosses everyone’s mind the second they see this bathroom, no matter what words they use in public eventually.” There was a calm strength in the way she held herself, unshaken by judgment. “There’s no need for whispers or gossip. Let’s keep it honest,” she said, her tone firm but open. “Yes, this place once belonged to me and Brandon. That’s the truth.”
A bright, confident smile lit up her face.
The comment section went wild, but she held her head high. “And what’s so wrong with a married couple sharing a bathroom?”
Vivian’s composure faltered, surprise flickering in her eyes.
Before Vivian could say anything else, Millie lifted her hand in a graceful wave. A staff member immediately stepped forward with a small tray.
“I asked someone to bring over a couple of things,” Millie announced, fixing Vivian with a steady look. She knew these were the very items Vivian had always been curious about.
Confusion crossed Vivian’s face. “What are you up to?”
Millie chose not to respond. With everyone watching, she moved toward a display platform set up nearby. While the outer area showcased vintage street photos from 1935, this corner was reserved for more recent memories.
Millie paused beside the platform, where a display frame was waiting. With deliberate care, she pulled out two documents. She slid them into place for everyone to see.
One was her marriage certificate. The other was her finalized divorce papers.
Calm and unruffled, Millie stood her ground. Fixing her eyes on Vivian, she spoke without hesitation.
“If your big idea for this live stream was to parade my old house and dredge up pieces of my past just to rattle me, you’ve got it all wrong. Honestly, I find it pretty sad. I regret nothing I’ve done, and I’m not ashamed of loving someone who turned out to be the wrong choice.”
With a deliberate gesture, she indicated the two new photo frames beside her. She continued, “My marriage to Brandon and our divorce—they’re both public knowledge. Everyone in Crobert knows my story. I don’t have anything to cover up or pretend about.”
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Vivian went pale, her eyes filling with tears.
“I never meant it like that,” Vivian protested, her voice wavering. “You’ve got it all wrong, Millie. I’m just here to live stream, that’s all.”
A slight smile crossed Millie’s lips. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ.net
“Oh, have I?” she replied quietly, her eyes drifting to the stream’s chat. “You picked the day, you picked the spot, you chose exactly what to show, didn’t you?”
Vivian jumped in. “It just happened like this. All of it. Pure chance.”
Millie echoed the word with disbelief. “Pure chance?” Her smile sharpened, tinged with irony.
Millie didn’t need to spell it out any further. The comments flying across the live stream spoke volumes.
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