All Chapters of Love You Like I Used To? Forget It!: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Quinton wasn't cursing at Irvin or his crew for failing to stop him from jumping off that cliff. Instead, he cursed me out, blaming me for everything. According to him, I was nothing but trouble. If I wanted to die, fine—but how dare I drag Irvin down with me?Hearing his rage made me shrink deeper into my hiding place, holding my breath. If Quinton blamed me that much, thinking I was already dead, he'd lose it completely if he found out I was alive while Irvin had jumped. He'd probably kill me himself.Luckily, Quinton was more worried about Irvin right now. Without another word, he rushed back to the helicopter to look for him.Only after the mountaintop fell silent did I finally dare to move, slowly stretching my stiff, curled-up body.Then, carefully, I started making my way down the mountain.As the sun sank below the horizon, the temperature plummeted. The icy wind whipped against my face, sharp as a blade.The down jacket I had slashed earlier to fake my fall was now she

Irvin had actually believed that someone, who hated hospitals, would fake a serious injury and refuse to leave just to drive Julianne away.At this moment, he suddenly felt so foolish. So unbelievably stupid.He didn't know what was wrong with him. Why had he assumed that I would stay and make a fuss in a hospital for three months instead of going home?After I had fallen off the cliff, he had immediately sent Travis to look for me. Travis had told him I was fine but refused to come back to apologize to Julianne and even lashed out and threw things at him.Julianne had claimed she visited me at the hospital, but I got so angry that I knocked her out. Meanwhile, my parents had told him they had visited me. They said that I was perfectly fine, and told him to ignore me because I would stop throwing a tantrum eventually.He really wanted to blame it all on them. But he couldn't.He knew. He knew very clearly that he had made the biggest mistake.Instinctively, he didn't trust me, s

After Lance left, I didn't try pulling my usual stunt of leaving the hospital as soon as I could move. The doctor said I needed to stay for observation, so this time, I stayed.After facing death yet again, especially after everything I'd been through, I finally realized nothing mattered more than just being alive and healthy. Compared to that, any discomfort was bearable. But my body just wasn't what it used to be.I'd barely been awake long when exhaustion kicked back in, dragging me toward sleep. Noah noticed immediately and gently encouraged me to rest. The doctor had insisted I needed plenty of sleep to recover, promising I'd bounce back soon enough.He told me to rest easy, that he’d stay by my side the whole time.There was something about the way he looked at people—steady, reassuring, almost magnetic. It made people believe him without even thinking.I looked at him, remembering the little chubby kid who used to be so scared of the dark he couldn't sleep alone during a bl

Landon immediately remembered Irvin had thrown me aside without a second thought to save Julianne, and he abruptly went quiet.But right then, Quinton stormed in from outside. He barked, "Lianne was kidnapped and in serious danger. What's wrong with asking you to help save her? Isn't that the least you could've done?"Emilia, stop playing the victim here. If you'd treated LIanne right from the start, we never would've misunderstood you. You brought this on yourself!"Quinton glared at Landon like he was pissed Landon had let a cruel woman like me shut him up so easily.They both grew up with Irvin, meaning they'd also known Julianne their whole lives. Irvin treated Julianne like a princess, so naturally, they did too.And since Julianne often fed them stories about how badly I had treated her, they'd always hated my guts, even before I officially met Irvin.When I first got together with Irvin, Quinton and Landon had initially been respectful, addressing me properly and acting po

I found it strange. Noah had clearly outgrown his shyness and social anxiety, so why had Cordelia insisted he was still too anxious to live on campus and needed to stay with me? Noah froze for a second. After having Quinton and Lanson dragged out and beaten, I thought I'd finally get some peace. But before Noah could even respond, Mom's furious voice exploded through the hall. "Millicent, how could you be so heartless?" I frowned and was about to tell Noah to shut the door. I had no interest in seeing my so-called mother, but she was already storming inside. "Millicent, how dare you! Do you have any idea what happened to Julianne because of you?" she shouted. "Because you ran, she was… she was…" Mom choked on her words, so devastated she couldn't even finish her sentence. Meanwhile, Dad—no, Henry—looked like he was about to finish me. Their precious Julianne, the one they'd coddled and protected all her life, had been raped by those kidnappers. The sheer horror of