All Chapters of You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Lucian furrowed his brow, his gaze fixed on Calista. He regretted his words. He would have preferred it if Calista were angry with him instead of ignoring him like this. Calista bid Hector goodbye and left with her bag in hand, acting as if Lucian didn't even exist. Lucian followed her and spoke up, "I'm sorry. What I said earlier was unintentional. I didn't mean it the way you might have interpreted it." Lucian found himself in an unfamiliar position. He was not accustomed to apologizing and appeared somewhat awkward now, a stark contrast to his usually aloof demeanor.However, Calista remained unresponsive. Lucian rubbed his forehead, feeling somewhat helpless."Calista, how long are you planning to keep this up?" He perceived her silence and unresponsive attitude as a tantrum, with no indication of her willingness to resolve the issue. Despite his attempts, Calista continued to meet his words with silence. She had initially arrived with bodyguards, but now, everything rela

Yara nodded in agreement with Calista's sentiment. While she had considered making some sarcastic remarks initially, she chose to refrain from doing so in the presence of Paul.She didn't want to ridicule his friend while he was around, so she kept her comments to herself. Yara handed Calista a gift and explained, "My mom brought this souvenir for you from her trip. It's some food items. She was worried they might spoil, so she asked me to bring them to you." Calista accepted the gift with gratitude and replied, "Please thank your mom for me." Changing the topic, Yara inquired, "Oh, how did you handle that vase from the last time? The employer is getting impatient because they're about to travel abroad and asked if they could have it early." Calista assured her, "I took care of it. I'll go get it for you now." Yara had access to Calista's place with a spare key, but she recognized Calista's eagerness to leave the hospital and did not mention it.All Calista wanted at that m

Paul wasn't one to readily accept responsibility. He usually maintained a friendly but emotionally distant demeanor, making it hard for others to connect with him. However, this time, he couldn't avoid feeling personally involved. His emotions were a complex mix of anger, regret, and even a hint of sympathy. Lucian replied, "Yes." Lucian had been sober that night, fully aware that Calista had gone with him under the mistaken belief that he was Paul. Their subsequent intimate encounter had not been consensual. Paul clenched his fist without hesitation and swung it toward Lucian's face. While Paul wasn't used to having fights, he had received training since childhood due to potential threats from his family's background. His punch packed a considerable amount of force. Lucian quickly stepped back, using his hand to block Paul's attack and simultaneously attempting to land a kick on Paul's knee. The room was small and poorly soundproofed, causing the commotion to reach the h

No one had stepped foot in Room 507 since the morning Lucian chased the nurse out. Lucian sat in the same attire, the wound on his hand now scabbed over. The daylight outside gradually dimmed until it was completely dark. Lucian's position remained unchanged. Except for the occasional blink of his eyes, he seemed like a lifeless statue. The ward had poor sound insulation, allowing the clear voices and footsteps from outside to penetrate. The hushed whispers outside made Lucian appear even more lonely. As night fell, the noises disappeared, leaving only silence. Click. Suddenly, the doorknob's pressing sound resonated loudly in the quiet ward.Lucian's eyes remained shut as he coldly ordered, "Get out." But the intruder ignored him and entered the room. Bam. A loud crash followed as a chair blocking the door was kicked aside. After several thuds and kicks, the footsteps finally ceased when they reached the bedside. Lucian opened his eyes and looked at the person befor

Calista couldn't believe her eyes. The guard had already turned around, pretending to inspect the view of the garden. Lily wasn't wearing any clothes! "Mrs. Northwood, there must be a misunderstanding here. Mr. Northwood was completely passed out when I left," the guard quickly explained. Calista struggled to grasp her phone securely, her hand trembling as she reached for it in her bag. The guard was visibly anxious. His eyes darted between Calista and the garden. Surprisingly, Calista didn't leave. Instead, she entered the house with her phone.Puzzled, he asked, "Mrs. Northwood, what are you ..." Calista switched on the lights in the living room, flooding the area with harsh illumination. The revealing light exposed the chaotic state of the two people on the sofa. Calista aimed her phone at them and began taking photos. Lily's hand had been on Lucian's shirt. She was wearing a black off-shoulder sweater, and the sofa's backrest had partially covered her, leading Calista