You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone Chapter 142

You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone Chapter 142

Chapter 142 It Feels Broken 

Lucian furrowed his browhis gaze fixed on CalistaHe regretted his words. He would have 

preferred it it Calista were angry with him instead of ignoring him like this.

Calista bid Hector goodbye and left with her bag in handacting as if Lucian didn’t even exist.

Lucian followed her and spoke up, I’m sorry. What said earlier was unintentional. I didn’t mean

it the way you might have interpreted it.”

Lucian found himself in an unfamiliar position. He was not accustomed to apologizing and

appeared somewhat awkward nowstark contrast to his usually aloof demeanor.

However, Calista remained unresponsive. Lucian rubbed his forehead, feeling somewhat helpless.

“Calista, how long are you planning to keep this up?” He perceived her silence and unresponsive

attitude as a tantrum, with no indication of her willingness to resolve the issue.

Despite his attempts, Calista continued to meet his words with silence. She had initially arrived

with bodyguards, but now, everything related to Lucian seemed exhausting. She decided to hail a

cab instead.

However, Lucian grabbed her before she could take more than a couple of steps.

“The car is right here.”

Calista yanked her hand away from his grip. Her brows furrowed in disgust.

“I’ll take a cab myself.”

“It’s not safe.”

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Ironically, being with Lucian was the most difficult thing for Calista. But she lacked the energy to

argue with him. She only wanted to distance herself from him as quickly as possible.

Calista dashed down the street. Lucian clenched his teeth, observing her frantic attempts to


Eventuallyhe couldn’t resist the urge and rushed forward. Instantly, he scooped Calista up in his

arms, ignoring her struggles.

Lucian’s sudden move caught Calista off guard. She fought like a cornered animal, kicking her


“Release meyou bastard!”

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She swung her arms and shoved at his chesther nails leaving a longred mark on Lucian’s neck

The ship pain finally sparked hint of anger in Lucian’s eyes.

“CalistaI’ll toss you out if you keep moving.”

Calista’s resistance surged like an electric current. Lucian almost lost his grip amidst her


Calista would fall from his height if he let go, potentially enduring weeks of pain, even if she

didn’t break any bones.

“Let me go!”

Calista paid no attention to his threats. She struggled even harder. Lucian tried to adjust his

position slightly to stabilize her. Suddenly, a loud thud echoed.

UnintentionallyCalista’s forehead collided with something unyielding. The impact was brutal

and jarring, causing a momentary blackout. Her head spun, and the pain pulsed intensely.


Calista groaned in agonylifting her hand to touch her throbbing forehead. Simultaneously, the

warm liquid began trickling down her face.

Drip… Drip…

Calista was still processing the startling turn of events when she heard Lucian’s cold and enraged

growl from above.


Her thoughts returned to reality, and Calista caught a faint scent of blood. She lifted her eyes to

gaze upwards, meeting Lucian’s sharply defined facial features.

His expression was tight with anger, and his eyes blazed with fury. Two red streaks descended

beneath his profiled nose, tracing a path across his lips and jawline.

It became apparent that her collision with Lucian’s nose had triggered a nosebleed.

Lucian’s hands remained on Calista, and he had no spare hand to tend to the bleeding. His blood



The strong scent of blood overwhelmed Calista’s senses. She instinctively turned her head to avoid getting more of his blood on her. She couldn’t suppress her irritation as she spoke.

“I told you to let go of me.” 

Calista shifted her position slightlybut Lucian’s arms clung to her like vicedisplaying no

indication of loosening their grip.

You gotta pinch your nose to stop the bleedingLucian. If this continuesyou might pass out from

blood loss,” she urged

Her concern was palpable as Lucian’s nosebleed showed no signs of letting upcontinuing to flow like two small streamsIf they didn’t take action soon, Lucian could lose excessive blood.

A crowd of onlookers had gathered around them, and surveillance cameras recorded the scene. It would be impossible to explain reasonably if Lucian’s condition worsened due to her actions.

Lucian carefully set Calista down and quipped, “You’re responsible for this mess. Shouldn’t you be

the one dealing with the bleeding?” 

Calista couldn’t help but shake her head in disbelief. She found it quite puzzling that he was

nitpicking at this time.

But perhaps Lucian had a penchant for self–inflicted pain. His gaze remained fixed on her,

showing no intention of tending to his bleeding.

Calista reached into her bag, took some tissues, and pressed them against his nose.

Suddenly, Lucian remarked, “It feels like it’s broken.”

Calista, feeling irritated, responded casually, “What’s broken?”

“My nose.”

Calista found herself at a loss for words. She couldn’t believe it. Her force had been mild just

moments ago. How could his nose break so easily?

She cautiously extended her hand and applied a light touch to his nose. Lucian winced and

emitted a hissing sound.

Lucian was known for his high pain tolerance, yet even a gentle touch seemed to cause him

considerable discomfort. It was clear that there was something seriously amiss with his nose.


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Calista promptly withdrew her handfearing she might exacerbate the situation by inadvertently

misaligning his nose with further pressure.

“You should let the bodyguards take you to the hospital,” she suggested

Lucian responded sarcasticallyYou have knack for optimismrightStirring up trouble and 

counting on someone else to fix itAre you picking up their tabs?” 

Calista stayed quiet.

Lucian continued, “Do you know how much attention I get from women because of this faceI’ll be

out of the game if my nose ends up crooked because of youYou’ll be stuck looking after me for


Calista didn’t bother to engage in an argument with him.

She breathed deeply and instructed the nearby bodyguard, “Go fetch the car.”

During the ride to the hospital, Calista cradled Lucian’s injured nose carefully.

When they arrived at the hospital, the bodyguard took care of the registration while Calista sat on

a bench in the emergency roomstill maintaining a firm grip on Lucian’s nose.

Onlookers occasionally cast glances in their direction.

Lucian’s nose throbbed with discomfort from the earlier collision and Calista’s firm grasp during

the journey.

He whispered to her, “Try to handle me more gently. We’re drawing quite the audience.”

Calista let out an exasperated sigh. No matter how hard she tried to keep her distance from this

man, they always got caught in complicated predicaments.

“They’re just checking to see if you’ve got any hand,” she replied.

Lucian was left speechless.

The emergency room wasn’t overly crowded, and their turn came relatively quickly.

The doctor, clad in medical attire, meticulously examined Lucian’s nose. After gently assessing

his nasal bridge, the doctor delivered the diagnosis.

“Your nasal bridge seems intact, and the bleeding has stopped. It’s a contusion. Avoid any undue



if you experience any recurring bleeding, seek thorough examination from a specialist.”

Calista expressed her gratitude to the doctorbut Lucían interjectedNevertheless, I’m still

enduring coraiderable pain. I believe hospitalization might be necessary.” 

You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone By Cora Smith

You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone By Cora Smith

Score 9.9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: 11/30/2023 Native Language: English
"You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone" by Cora Smith is a poignant novel that explores the complexities of love, loss, and self-discovery. The story follows characters grappling with the inevitable departure of a loved one, delving into themes of resilience and the enduring impact of relationships.

You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone By Cora Smith



The day Calista Everhart gets divorced, her divorce papers end up splashed online, becoming hot news in seconds. The reason for divorce was highlighted in red: "Husband impotent, leading to an inability to fulfill wife's essential needs." That very night, her husband, Lucian Northwood, apprehends her in the stairwell. He voice was low as he told her, "Let me prove that I'm not at all impotent …"  

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Title: You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone By Cora Smith
Ratings: 9.9 (Very Good)
Genre: Romance, Billionaire
Language: English

You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone By Cora Smith/ Review

"It's Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone" by Cora Smith is a captivating novel that delves into the complexities of human relationships, self-discovery, and the inevitable passage of time. The narrative unfolds around the protagonist, exploring her journey through life's highs and lows. Cora Smith skillfully weaves a tale that spans different periods of the protagonist's life, creating a rich tapestry of experiences and emotions. The title itself hints at a sense of departure, suggesting that the protagonist's absence will leave a void in the lives of those around her. This theme of departure becomes a central motif, as the novel explores the impact of choices made and the repercussions on both personal and interpersonal levels. The characters in the novel are vividly portrayed, each with their unique personalities and struggles. The author masterfully explores the intricacies of human connections, illustrating the fragility of bonds and the resilience of the human spirit. Through the protagonist's journey, readers are taken on a poignant exploration of love, loss, and the bittersweet nostalgia that accompanies the passage of time. Cora Smith's writing style is evocative, drawing readers into the emotional landscapes of the characters. The novel invites reflection on the transient nature of life and the inevitability of change. "It's Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone" is a poignant exploration of the human condition, leaving readers with a lingering sense of introspection and a profound appreciation for the intricacies of the human experience.


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