Chapter 7

Chapter 7:
She didn’t click on anything else.
It didn’t matter anymore.
Once the divorce was finalized, Brandon would no longer be a part of her life.
She checked the time. When she looked up, she saw Alexia walking toward her.
“How are you feeling?” Alexia asked, concerned. “Any pain?”
She saw the strain on Millie’s face and, without needing to be asked, reached out to help her rise.
Millie gave a small smile and shook her head.
She had made up her mind. Some things simply had to be faced.
Alexia understood, but she just sighed and helped Millie up. They took the elevator.
The elevator doors soon opened at the ground floor.
The hospital was packed. Even more than usual. Millie noticed a few reporters scattered in the crowd.
“So many people today. Probably another celebrity here for a check-up,” Alexia said. “They always bring this kind of attention…”
She stopped at once, her face changing. She had seen something and quickly tried to lead Millie in the other direction.
But there was no point. Millie had already spotted them.
Brandon stood tall, striking in a way that drew attention without effort. The noise and movement around him didn’t touch him—his hair perfectly in place, his suit smooth and sharp, like the chaos didn’t dare come close.
Vivian stood beside him. She looked small and weak, her face pale, which made her seem even more fragile. Newest update provided by.net
She lost her balance slightly. Brandon stepped in to catch her, shielding her from the cameras and the crowd.
“Don’t look,” Alexia said quickly, stepping in front of Millie, her tone sharp with anger.
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“Alexia, let’s go,” Millie said, her voice calm. She had made up her mind; Brandon didn’t need to know she was there, and she had no interest in crossing paths with him now.
“Why should we go?” Alexia snapped, growing more furious. “You’re not divorced yet. He’s still your husband. And he’s here holding another woman like it’s nothing. It’s shameless.”
Husband…
Millie looked away, sighing.
There was a time she had secretly smiled just thinking about Brandon being her husband. But not anymore.
“I don’t feel well, Alexia. Let’s just go,” Millie said, changing the topic.
Alexia gave her full attention now and stopped looking in Brandon and Vivian’s direction.
They left. Across the lobby, Vivian glanced over. A flicker of pride passed through her face.
“I’m sorry, Brandon. I didn’t mean to drag you into this mess,” she said, a tinge of remorse in her voice. “I know you hate being in the spotlight…”
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