All Chapters of You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone: Chapter 561 - Chapter 570

Calista's gaze slid down from the frown on Lucian's face, passing over his throat as he swallowed. Then, she watched the rapid rise and fall of his chest before her attention was directed to a certain area.He was turned slightly on his side. So, nothing obvious could be seen. However, it was clear that he was not having a good time with how raspy his voice had become. Calista raised a brow at him triumphantly."Your legs are broken. But, sure. Keep playing the tough guy. Serves you right. You'll just have to put up with it."Then, she went straight to the adjacent bed, lifted the covers, and climbed in. Once she was comfortably lying down, she switched off the lights.Lucian had just laid in this bed. His scent continued to cling to the sheets. When her face touched the pillow, his smell filled her senses. It was reassuring.The brightly-lit ward suddenly plunged into darkness. The fluorescent lights from the corridor seeped in through the glass window on the door, illuminating a

Calista pulled down the collar of her sweater and pointed at the red marks on her skin. They were all courtesy of Lucian from the night before. "Are you trying to imply that you're not stewing in dirty thoughts all the time?"Lucian thought she was laying the blame on a little thick. They were husband and wife. All he did was kiss her. What did it have to do with his dirty thoughts?"I'm a perfectly normal man. Isn't it normal to have urges and desires for the woman I love?" Calista rolled her eyes. Her earlobes flushed a faint shade of red."You should reign your urges in even if you have desires.""It's … not something I can just control," Lucian said.Otherwise, there wouldn't be a saying floating around claiming that men were animals who think with their lower halves."Who says you can't?" Calista's raised brow paired with the amused glint in her eyes clued Lucian in that he was not going to like what she was going to say next. He was about to change the topic when th

Lucian and Gabriel arranged to meet at a cafe. Shortly after the former arrived, a middle-aged man hastily entered. His lips wobbled when he noticed the wheelchair-bound man.There was a short pause before he awkwardly spoke, "Did you need something, Jordan …?"The resemblance between him and the missing man from the Northwood family was striking. Gabriel couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. Lucian nodded and gestured for Gabriel to sit."Do you have anything to say about the illegal fundraising, Mr. Lancaster?"Before he took over as the president of the Lancaster Group. Lucian had met with the Lancaster family once. Safe for Gabriel, no one else knew that he wasn't the real Jordan. The decision to appoint him as the successor was faced with strong opposition from the Lancasters.He had been a physically weak person who was brought back from the countryside. He hadn't attended a decent university. What right did he have to be the Lancaster family's successor? The one who

After dinner, Lucian and Calista returned to the Everglade Manor.She parked her car and pulled the wheelchair out of the trunk. Once Lucian was comfortably seated, she opened the rear door and took out a shopping bag.He knew she had gone shopping early in the day and gotten gifts for Henry and Selena. He hardly paid her shopping bag any mind. Calista could spend his riches as she pleased. His only concern was that there wouldn't be enough for her to spend. If she spent more than most men could afford, no one would be able to compete with him.The thought gave him the urge to give her a black card again. Once they were inside, Calista took out a gift box and handed it to him."Here's the wallet I promised you. See you like it."The usually quick-to-react man stared blankly at the gift box offered to him. There was a pause before he reached for it."I like anything you give me."Calista glanced down at the casts on his legs."Don't use shower gel for your bath tonight. Use di

All David's attention had been solely on Lucian just now. Now, he noticed the man wheeling him in. It was David's nemesis—Simon Prescott. Was this not a case of enemies meeting? It was like sparks flying between a wife and a mistress trying to vie for a man's attention.When he noticed the man's legs in plaster casts, David was that much closer to beating himself up for having not visited his boss earlier. Even if it was just a perfunctory visit, he would've still had the chance to salvage this. He had reached a dead end. There was now no other way but to find a new path.He grabbed the handles on the wheelchair and pushed Simon aside. Then, he began his exaggerated performance."You're finally back, Mr. Northwood. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I waited day and night for you to return. I lost weight because I was worried you wouldn't have enough to eat. I wondered if you were dressed warmly …"Lucian frowned and cut him off mercilessly."Did you break the scale in the pant