Chapter 244

Chapter 244:
She could still picture the way he lifted her into his arms, promising her a lifetime of love. She remembered the look in his eyes, sincere, almost reverent.
Yet less than twelve months had passed before he shattered that trust. What did it matter now? Millie forced herself to look away. Seven years of love couldn’t be reclaimed, but once she accepted the truth, she resolved never to dwell in regret.
With a small, determined smile, Millie glanced at Charles. “Anyway, I have proof of his affair. Even if he tries to call it off, I can still make the divorce happen.”
A sigh slipped from Charles as he met her steady gaze, quietly admiring her resilience. Strength like hers was both admirable and heartbreaking to witness.
Elsewhere, an Aston Martin cruised toward Serenity Villa. Mid-drive, Brandon’s phone buzzed with a sharp notification.
A quick glance during a stoplight told him it was from Millie’s social feed, a special alert he never ignored. One tap opened her post.
Millie’s statement was direct and unflinching. “There is no truth to the recent rumors about Charles and me. Our friendship goes back years, and I was once an artist at Evans Entertainment. Our relationship has always remained professional and cordial. Other friends attended that dinner tonight as well; it was never just the two of us and a child. I kindly ask the media to stop circulating misinformation.”
The traffic signal flickered to green.
With a sigh, Brandon locked his screen and guided the car forward.
No part of that public statement settled his nerves. The explanation rang hollow, and if he couldn’t believe it, neither would anyone else.
Annoyance simmered beneath the surface.
Lately, Millie had grown distant, and he couldn’t shake the sense that she was hiding something.
The urge to confront her grew with every mile.
Memories from their last argument at Moonlit Estate resurfaced: her tears, the way she had pushed him away.
Doubt gnawed at him. Had she turned cold because there was someone new in her life?
He recalled the years she had clung to him, always yielding to his wishes, even when she was worn out. His soft words could always change her mind.
She had never rejected him, not until that night.
Was Charles the reason for her change? Or maybe it was Giffard, or someone else he hadn’t even considered?
Brandon’s fingers curled tighter around the steering wheel, knuckles going stiff with pressure. Read complete version only at
The sleek Aston Martin eased up the driveway and stopped at Serenity Villa. Pulling up to the driveway, Brandon stepped out and made his way to the front door.
Complete darkness greeted him as he entered. Not a single lamp had been left burning.
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