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

League 440

"I'm only showing you mercy as an old friend. Did you really think I couldn't hurt you?" Winston inched forward with an icy and sarcastic expression on his perfectly chiseled face. He had repeatedly exercised his tolerance on Kennedy, but he would not put up with Kennedy's continuous provocation anymore.

"Winston Greer, you'd better watch your tone when you speak to me." Kennedy's tone took a sharp, unfeeling turn.

Winston swallowed hard. Kennedy warned him, "Only Millie would allow you to speak to her in that tone because she's a massive fool who listens to you no matter what."

Winston frowned at Kennedy's mention of Millie, which irked him even more. Kennedy seemed to care a bit too much about Millie, and he sounded as though he were closer to Millie than Winston.

Not only that, he spoke about Millie with such tenderness.

"Kennedy, if you're interested in Millie, I suggest you give up." The look in Winston's eyes hardened. If looks could kill, Kennedy would have died a long time ago.

Still, Kennedy refused to back down. "Oh?"

His attitude rubbed Winston the wrong way, adding to his recent fatigue and the stress of the divorce. Winston finally lost control and hit the impudent Kennedy hard in the face. Kennedy collapsed onto the bench from the impact. He had braced himself for Winston's attack. After all, Winston had always engaged in crazy brawls back in high school. However, he underestimated the intensity of Winston's punch, so much so that the corner of his lips was bleeding.

Without a word, Kennedy scrambled up and attempted to return the punch.

Winston immediately pinned him down onto the bench by the arms. "You've never won a fight against You must be delusional to think you could lay a finger on me." His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain for Kennedy.

Kennedy was riled up by the way Winston consistently looked down on him.

Looking impassive, Winston pointed a finger in Kennedy's face and

lowered his voice into a hiss, ne

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cautioned, "Do not touch Millie. This is my only warning."

Kennedy hissed through gritted teeth, "Why are you so protective of her? Have you fallen for her?"

"That's none of your business. I do not need to answer you," Winston snapped with greater hostility.

Kennedy chuckled. "Looks like you did fall for her, but you're unaware of it. Ask yourself-are you really in love with Joanna Lowell?

"You've been talking about the divorce for years, but were you happy to have finally divorced Millie?"

Every single one of Kennedy's questions was pointed. Winston couldn't help but question if he truly loved Joanna and if divorcing Millie made him happy. Regardless, he refused to admit that Kennedy had hit his sore spot.

"Shut up..."

"Shut up for what? Fine. If you don't want me near Millie, maybe I should try Joanna instead." Despite

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receiving a warning, Kente Should

continued provoking Winston.

Winston frowned.

Kennedy asked again, "Say, if I abducted Millie and Joanna, who would you save?"

The hypothetical question echoed in Winston's head. It transported him

back to the time Millie anna

both rolled down the stairs.

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saved who he truly wanted to save?

His expression grew serious.

Kennedy had long known that Winston cared for Millie. Perhaps he could wield Millie as a weapon against Winston sometime in the future.