All Chapters of You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone: Chapter 591 - Chapter 600

Yara fell silent. Timothy had placed a voice recorder in front of her. "Go on.""What is this?""If you don't plan on getting it together, I'll just have to speak with Uncle Steven and Aunt Tabitha the next time we meet."Yara glared at him. He was such a despicable man. Even though her mother appeared carefree and somewhat unreliable, she was far from lax when it came to her family's upbringing. If Yara, the heiress of the Quinn family, used foul language, it would reflect poorly on her family name. If her mother found out, there would be consequences.Timothy was hitting her where it hurt the most and left her no room to resist. With Lucian and Timothy around, what else could they talk about besides their daily trifles?While they were heading to the restroom together, Yara asked Calista in confusion, "Does your husband have a problem with me? Why does he look at me as if I'm a thief? He glares at me every time I talk to you."Calista didn't answer."Oh my god …" Yara dr

Timothy lowered his head and leaned close to Yara. There was barely any distance between them, and she thought he was going to kiss her. However, he stopped a few inches away from her lips.His breaths brushed against her cheek as he spoke in a low voice."You have no proof, Yaya."Despite his gentle tone with her, she was hardly moved. To her, it felt as if he were calling for a dog. There was also an implication in his words. Yara didn't respond. Was he planning to be unreasonable since she couldn't be reasoned with? He was still acting like he had the moral high ground despite his reprehensible actions.Timothy took a closer look at the gash on her tongue."Fortunately, it's nothing serious. There's no need for medication for the time being."Yara rolled her eyes and pushed him away."I accidentally bit my tongue. It wasn't a suicide attempt. How serious can it be? Have you seen anyone needing medication for accidentally biting their tongue? It's getting late. I'm leaving.

The person standing outside was Cailyn. She was studying the shifting graph on the screen. When she noticed Paul's gaze, she turned and smiled at him. With a polite incline of her head, she turned to leave.Paul relaxed from his tense state and leaned back against the couch. It was already past six when he checked for the time. Lucian had yet to wake up. With no doctor coming by yet, he took out his phone and sent a text to Calista. Halfway through, he suddenly realized how inappropriate the situation was.If it was a joint meeting between the two companies, how would he be able to send a text message while Lucian's phone was still switched off? It wouldn't be appropriate for him to outright report to Calista about it. After careful consideration, he decided that it would be the most appropriate for his assistant to handle the notification.Lucian was as petty and jealous as they came. He even had his guard up when Paul spoke to Calista. Why would he have his rival send her a te

"I was startled," Lucian said placidly."Of course, I'd only want to show the person I love my best self. What if you regret agreeing to marry me once you see what a mess I am?"Calista was at a loss for words. Despite how serious he sounded, something still seemed off. But, Lucian seemed completely fine. There was no longer any hint of sweat on his forehead.Calista tried to reach out to hold his hand only for the man to avoid her touch. This was the first time Lucian actively avoided her touch since they opened their hearts to one another.Calista stared at him in surprise. Lucian showed her his hands and explained, "It's oily."He turned to wash his hands. But, he didn't forget to warn her."Don't come in."Once his hands were clean, he began clearing the shards of glass in the bin. The remnants of soup were mopped away. After everything was done, he held Calista's hand."I'm sorry. Did I scare you?""Yeah. I called out to you. But, you didn't answer," Calista said.She

The middle-aged man gave Calista a once-over."Who are you? What if you end up damaging the goods? Can you afford to pay for the damages?"Yara hadn't had the pleasure of meeting such an arrogant person in a long time."Why would the store accept clothing that can get damaged with one touch?"She took a look at the logo and found it to be unfamiliar."Why bring off-brand goods here? The clothes collected here are big-name luxury goods, not worn-out rags."Yara considered herself to be someone who respected the elderly. But, the man's arrogance was annoying her. "It's a Francian brand that specializes in custom-made suits for men. They're a relatively niche name."The one who answered her was Calista."You know this brand?" Yara asked."Yes. Most of Lucian's clothes are this brand."Yara stared at the coat in amazement then turned to Calista."You're saying this coat …"Did it belong to Lucian?She had thought it strange that Calista was interested in pre-owned men's clot