Chapter 331
Chapter 331:
The only reason she had agreed to this dinner was to make sure Brandon would sign the divorce papers the next day. That was all that mattered to her now.
“You’re right. Vivian doesn’t have much time left. It’s good that you’re by her side,” Millie said as she turned her attention to Ari, gently helping her with the food.
She made sure Ari had enough on her plate and was eating well.
Millie had already made her decision. Once the divorce was finalized the following day, she would finally be free. Whatever Brandon did after that, with Vivian or anyone else, would no longer be her business.
Her only focus would be reclaiming the Bennett family’s legacy, uncovering the truth about her father’s death, and building a peaceful life with Ari.
The room settled into silence again. The soft clinking of cutlery as Millie fed Ari echoed in the air.
Brandon’s eyes lingered on her calm, steady movements. He tried to read between the lines of her tone.
Was she just mocking him, or was she really going along with everything?
But she didn’t sound sarcastic.
If she truly meant what she said, it should have comforted him. Yet somehow, it didn’t. And he couldn’t understand why.
A few more dishes were brought in. Ari gave her belly a soft pat. “I’m full.”
“There’s a TV over there. Want me to turn it on for you?” Millie asked.
She picked Ari up from her chair and walked her to the restroom first.
The spacious room had a dining space and a few recreational spaces. Millie switched on the TV and set it to Tom and Jerry before leaving Ari to watch.
She then returned to her seat and began to eat quietly.
The sky was growing darker. Brandon sighed and finally said, “Lately, I’ve been thinking about the past.”
Millie dropped her eyes to her plate, saying nothing.
“I remember the countries we traveled to, how we chased our dreams together,” he added.
He reached for the wine bottle and poured her a glass.
“I’ll be driving Ari home later,” Millie said, turning the wine down, her tone clear and unwavering.
“I’ll call Eugene later, and we’ll find someone to drive you both home,” Brandon replied as he filled his own glass. “It’s just a mild wine. I know you haven’t been well since your last injury.”
Millie glanced at the drink. The color was light, and the scent was faint. It really did seem closer to fruit juice than alcohol.
She collected the glass, took a small sip, and then placed it back on the table.
Brandon held his own glass loosely, staring out at the calm sea. “I remember our wedding… the meals you used to cook… our house. You always stood by me. And…”
“I don’t want to talk about the past,” Millie said, cutting him off. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ.net
Not all memories were worth holding on to.
For her, everything had started to decay the moment he chose Vivian. She looked down at the tablecloth’s patterns. “I don’t even understand what you’re trying to say.”
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