Chapter 361:
“I admire you,” he admitted, his tone unwavering. “And I like you. Honestly.” The confession didn’t stir her.
The ache of her recent divorce was still too raw; no amount of admiration could make her leap blindly into another relationship right away.
“I just don’t get it,” Millie replied, lifting her eyes to meet his. “There are plenty of other women you could pursue. I’m nothing special.”
He shook his head, conviction in every line of his face. “You’re wrong. You are special. There’s no one else like you.”
Millie hesitated, unsure how to respond. The air between them turned strangely heavy.
“I’m sorry,” she said after a long pause, her voice gentle but firm. “I just can’t think about any of this right now.”
Her gaze drifted to the untouched coffee cooling on the table.
Who brought up marriage like this—over a casual cup of coffee?
She had barely finalized her divorce; all she wanted was a little peace. The idea of a second marriage was a question for another time.
There was Ari to think about now—her daughter always came first.
It wasn’t just her own future at stake. Right now, her focus was elsewhere: preparing for the Heavenly Melody finals, and taking the agreement she and Brandon had signed to the lawyer. She needed to fight for what remained of the Bennett family’s old business.
Myron glanced at Millie, his gaze steady and unhurried, a gentle warmth lingering in his eyes.
“If marriage is out of the question, what about a partnership instead?” he offered, his voice as calm as ever.
Millie arched a brow, caught off guard. “A partnership?”
He nodded, unruffled. “You’re divorced, but everyone still sees you as Brandon’s ex-wife. And you know as well as I do, once Vivian is out of the picture, Brandon will try to win you back. How do you plan to handle that?”
His tone was rational, almost soothing. “Maybe you and Charles want to stand together and help each other get ahead. But you know it’s not that simple. Charles needs time, and he’s up against Reuben and Oakley—neither of them are easy opponents. The Watson Group is too powerful for him right now. And you… as capable as you are, Millie, one person cannot take on an entire corporation alone.”
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He leaned forward, his voice even and direct. “Say you try to stall for time—how long can you keep it up?”
Myron laid out the facts without a hint of accusation, just honest concern.
He understood that proposing marriage so suddenly might seem inappropriate, but the truth was, too many men already wanted Millie for themselves. He couldn’t afford to hold back any longer, not if he hoped to stand a chance.
“My apologies,” Myron went on, his voice gentle but steady. “Maybe it was out of line to bring up marriage so soon. That’s not my only solution. There are other ways to give you some protection. If marriage feels too much, we could get engaged, or I could simply act as your boyfriend in public.”
Millie sat in silence, her gaze fixed on the steaming coffee, lost in thought.
She could see that Myron wasn’t wrong.
Myron waited, then offered, “Three months. Let’s just try this for twelve weeks—one meeting each week. We don’t have to force anything. You don’t have to pressure yourself to feel anything for me. But during that time, if there are rumors about us, or if people assume we’ll get engaged soon, it might shield you from a lot of trouble. And if, after three months, you want nothing to do with me, we’ll walk away, no strings attached.”
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