All Chapters of The Wrong Night with Mr. Right: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Alessia clenched her teeth. ‘Get me discharged.’Kelley quickly retorted, ‘I’ll need to get the attending doctor’s signature for the paperwork.’‘Then go get it.’Kelley sneered. ‘Why even bother with a signature? You are not really sick. You can just walk out of here.’Alessia stared fixedly at the nurse for a long moment, then abruptly turned towards the lift.Before she could reach it, someone called her name. ‘Alessia.’Brayden stood at the stairwell door, still in his hospital gownAlessia didn’t acknowledge him.‘Can we talk?’ Brayden took a step forward and grasped her hand.She pushed his hand away, her voice tinged with exasperation. ‘Brayden, what on earth are you doing?’Brayden’s jaw tightened as he noticed the bite mark on Alessia’s neck, jealousy flickering in his eyes. ‘Logan, he’s toying with your heart, playing games with your emotions. Can’t you see that?’Alessia’s patience wore thin. ‘Go away.’‘Do you really hate me that much?’ Brayden’s voice carried hurt. ‘I jus

But before rushing out, Alessia realised she needed to tell her sister.She walked over to Veronica’s bed. ‘Vero?’A sleepy voice answered, ‘Alessia? What time is it?’‘It’s midnight. I have an emergency. Need to go see a friend at the hospital. Will be back when I’m done.’‘Going out at this hour?’ Veronica sat up, her voice now more awake. ‘Are you going out alone?’‘I’ll take a taxi,’ Alessia assured her. ‘Don’t worry.’‘Still, be careful. Call me if you need anything. I’ll keep an eye on Milo.’‘Thanks, Vero.’ Alessia quickly made her way out of the apartment.She had to walk for a while before she spotted an empty taxi.She flagged it down, jumped in and gave the driver the address of the hospital.She was in the lobby before she realised she had rushed here without knowing the department or floor Logan was on.Her mind had been consumed by the urgency of Wilda’s call.It had been almost a week since their breakup, and neither had reached out to the other.If it weren’t for the e

Alessia nodded, her own eyes misting with unshed tears. ‘She gave us the love and warmth we craved. Mum was always so distant, but Grandma was always there for us.’As they reached the old, rusty swing set, Alessia reached out to touch it, her fingers brushing against the corroded metal. ‘This swing set, V, it’s like a relic from another time. I can almost hear our laughter as we swung higher and higher.’Veronica placed a comforting hand on her sister’s shoulder. ‘I know, Alessia. It’s hard to see it like this, but we have our memories. Grandma lives on in our hearts.’A gentle breeze rustled through the overgrown garden, carrying with it the faint scent of long-forgotten blossoms.Alessia and Veronica stood there, sisters bound by both their shared past and the enduring love of the grandmother they both missed terribly.The flower field stretched across a vast 20,000 square meters, bursting with a variety of flowers in every direction.Soon, the tranquillity was shattered by a loud

Brayden’s words cut through the tension. ‘As a mother, how dare you curse your own child in such a way? Even if you’re innocent, you could have sworn on your own life, but never your baby’s. Connie, you’ve truly disappointed me.’Connie remained in a daze, her face bearing the fiery imprint of Brayden’s palm.The slap had sent her thoughts into chaos, making it difficult for her to regain her composure.‘Brayden, I—’ Connie began to speak, but Brayden interrupted her with cold finality. ‘I don’t want to talk to you anymore. God only knows what you did that night. It changed everything, turned my life upside down. I couldn’t face Alessia again after I woke up, so I chose to stay with you. But I never expected you to have plotted the whole thing.’A self-deprecating chuckle escaped Brayden’s lips as he turned to Alessia.His eyes held deep regret, realising how their fates had taken such a twisted turn.But Alessia didn’t even spare him a glance.Facing Connie, Alessia’s disappointment

‘I don’t want to talk to you. Please let go of me,’ Alessia stated firmly. ‘There’s no need for further contact.’Logan persisted, ‘Alessia, why are you doing this? If you think I’m wrong, can you at least tell me what I did wrong?’Alessia frowned and forcefully withdrew her hand.Logan noticed the red palm print on her cheek as she tilted her head.Concern laced his voice. ‘What happened to your face?’He reached out a hand towards her face, but Alessia backed away, not allowing him to touch her.‘Who hit you?’ Logan stepped closer, this time firmly gripping her shoulder.‘Let me go!’ Alessia demanded.Logan’s tone softened. ‘Alessia, tell me what happened.’‘I said, let me go!’ Alessia’s voice rose as she glared at Logan.Logan remained silent, his gaze unwavering.‘Logan Wilde!’ Alessia’s frustration boiled over. ‘Whatever happened to me is none of your business. We’ve broken up, and I have no more connection to you. Please respect that.’Logan frowned. ‘You don’t mean that.’‘Yes