บททั้งหมดของ You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone: บทที่ 631 - บทที่ 640

Because Calista had won the championship at the competition, upon her return to Capeton, Augustus whisked her away to various exhibition halls.It gave her no time to look into the discussions happening online. When she finally had time to do so, the incident involving Lucian and Cailyn had already been buried by other trending topics.Cailyn spent ten days in the hospital and received meticulous care from the nurses. She was also served three balanced and nutritious meals a day.As she watched Simon lay the food on the table, she said, "Please pass on my gratitude to Mr. Northwood, Simon."With how frequently Simon and Cailyn met, they had grown close enough to address each other by name. Alarm bells went off in Simon's head. He knew gratitude was usually the first step toward romantic feelings between a man and a woman."It was Madam Calista who had me deliver this. Mr. Northwood doesn't have any emotional intelligence to speak of. All his good qualities are devoted to her. To h

"Ms. Webster is here," Calista said.She approached Cailyn, who was at the door, as she spoke. Cailyn had just arrived dressed in a simple white dress. She was alone, making her look out of place. Lucian frowned but remained calm."You invited her?""I did. I brought an invitation when I picked Ms. Webster up at the hospital.""Don't get too close to her."Calista jabbed her elbow into him as a warning. "She saved you. Enough with the long face. People are watching." Then, she ignored Lucian and quickly walked up to Cailyn."Ms. Webster!"Cailyn visibly heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Calista. She released her dress from her nervous grip and handed Calista a box of homemade pastries."I didn't know what to bring you. I'm sure you don't lack anything that I can afford. So I made some pastries. It could be packaged better, but they taste nice. I hope that's ok."Offering a gift of food was uncharacteristic when they weren't close. That was common sense to most. Since she ha

Their shoulders were nearly touching as they were looking at a phone. The woman had delicate features, and her cheeks were tinged pink. There was also a subtle hint of joy in her eyes. Anyone could have gotten the wrong idea.Calista glanced at them, turned on her heel, and left before Lucian could speak. The man frowned and followed after her."Callie, let me explain …"As the two sped off, the tense Cailyn slowly relaxed. Her bag had distorted in shape from her tight grip. She lifted her phone with shaky hands and took several photos of a particular section of the party hall before stepping back inside.Lucian followed Calista up to the room on the second floor. "Callie …"Calista turned around in response to his tugging. There were no traces of anger on her face. "What did she say to you?"Lucian told her everything about the staged life-saving favor involving Cailyn on the night he arrived at Luspos. The man pulled her into his arms and rested his head against her shoulder. T

Cailyn's hands rested on the table, squeezed tightly together. She looked hesitant and conflicted."You should ask Mr. Northwood, Calista. I just happened to be there when he wasn't feeling well. I learned some acupressure techniques from my lecturer. So, I gave him a massage. But, I don't know much about his health.""I see." Calista dragged out her words. She had approached Cailyn to ask about it because of her profession. As the person who massaged Lucian, she must have known something. "I'll ask him again tonight." She looked disappointed. Even her smile seemed a little forced.Cailyn envied Calista. "You and Mr. Northwood get along so well.""We do."Calista smiled at her but didn't delve deeper. She didn't want to discuss Lucian with Cailyn if it had nothing to do with his help. Soft music reverberated throughout the cafe. She absentmindedly stirred her coffee and watched as the cream on top melted into the dark brown liquid. She contemplated how to extract the informati

It wasn't a hurtful statement, but it was an incredibly insulting one."Are you saying I'm stupid, Timothy?" Yara asked.The man gave her a look that said, "Why humiliate yourself if you already know that?". Still, he calmly replied, "No."Yara didn't really care much about what game they played. Picking the escape room was just a random decision. But now, she had successfully been provoked into showing her competitive side. As for Timothy, his goal was simply to go on a date with Yara. He didn't care much about the activity itself.The escape room was on the third floor. As they made their way up, Yara asked Timothy, "What are you most afraid of?"Timothy glanced at the promotional posters at the entrance and casually said, "Ghosts.""Okay. Let's go with the horror scenario, then." She took a promotional brochure from the staff. "Take a look and tell me which one you like. How about a folk-themed horror?"Timothy took a look at the eerie images. "Are you doing this on purpose