You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone Chapter 247

You’r Gonna Miss Me When I’M Gone Chapter 247

Chapter 247 Give It Another Shot

Agnes cleared her throat and continued, “I must say, after all these years, it seems highly improbable that would return. But, one can never be entirely certain. Whether they choose to return or not is not


our concern.”

“That residence has a rather unfortunate reputation. It’s become renowned as a haunted mansion in Capeton. What kind of work have you undertaken there? Did you stumble into some scam?” Agnes asked

In concern.

Calista wasn’t sure how much Agnes knew about her mother’s death, but she decided to take a chance and continued, “Agnes, you know, my mom’s passing wasn’t just a random accident. Grandpa and I have been digging around for years, yet we haven’t encountered any useful leads. Have you got any scoop on

whether my mom had any tight buddies or pals?”

Agnes returned to arranging flowers and replied, “Your mom was one of those workaholic

  1. s. She

could hibernate at home for weeks, not bothering to chat with anyone or surf the web. Gossip and internet drama were way off her radar. Who’s got time for that nonsense, right?”

Calista asked, “Do you think this has anything to do with Zachary?”

All Calista had figured out over the years was that Zachary had failed to pick up her mother that fateful

night, which was the extent of her knowledge.

Agnes had heard rumors about Zachary’s current wife being difficult and not treating Calista well.

However, she hadn’t anticipated that their relationship had worsened to the extent that they now referred

to each other by names.

She replied, “Come on, that’s even more far–fetched. Your dad is tough in his way, but he’s also a bit of a pushover. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let that second wife of his, who’s got zero talent or background, walk all over you and boss you around for all these years.”

If your mom’s passing wasn’t an accident, it’s a stretch to think he had anything to do with it. He doesn’t have the smarts or the guts for something like that.”

Calista pondered at Agnes‘ reply, wondering if her existence reminded him of his humiliating history as a


Did my mom ever mention her ex boyfriend to you?” Caliste asked


your dad has first love? Calista, even though I was light with your momyou know what she was

beans on such personal stuff

Agnes’s expression seemed sincere. Calista was unsure if Agnes lacked the information or was masking it After failing to uncover any leads at the Baker residence, Calista headed straight to the manor on the


Calista finished work later than the previous night due to an unavoidable step in her work process.

By the time she arrived home, it was nearing 9:00 PM, and all the nearby fast–food places had already shuttered for the night. Left with no alternative, she opted for a hasty dinner of instant noodles.

Just as she was about to dig in, her doorbell rang. The doorbell chimed incessantly, one ring after

another, in a continuous and rather unsettling manner.

Calista got up, walked over, and peered through the peephole.

However, a fleshy mass blocked it, and she couldn’t see anything. Only someone with a few screws loose

would open the door in such a situation.

Calista was about to return to her instant noodles and call building management to deal with the

persistent visitor when she heard Lucian’s voice call out.

“Calista, open the door.”

“Move whatever’s blocking the peephole,” she demanded.

A few seconds later, she glanced into the peephole, confirming it was indeed Lucian outside, who was

relentlessly ringing the doorbell and knocking.

She opened a small crack in her door and asked, “What do you


Lucian tilted his head to peer through the opening. A pungent alcohol odor washed through Calista.

His forehead displayed a mark from the peephole, and, coupled with his current bleary–eyed state, her

looked rather comical.

“Calista, let’s give it another shot,” he said.

Calista was baffled and asked, “What do you mean?”

Lucian attempted to push the door, but it remained steadfast. He experimented with different techniques

to no avail.

Frustrated, he turned his body aldeways and started to wedge himself through the narrow gap.

had on nothing but a dress shirt, a remnant of a suit. It seemed he atther hadn’t bothered with a tie or

his journey

placed i

His collar was haphazardly yanked open, and a button dangled loosely at the top.

Calista’s strength was no match for a drunk man like Lucian. His body blocked the door, and she couldn’t seriously fight him off.

After a few futile attempts, Lucian managed to squeeze past the door. She crossed her arms and fixed a

stern gaze on him.

“What’s your game here? Trying to pull off a Hercules act?”

Unable to understand Lucian, she didn’t pay much attention to his earlier remark. Lucian had lost count of

how much he’d been drinking.

His unsteady stance and the crimson hue in his eyes and on his lips revealed the effects of the alcohol.

“This time, I’ll take it easy.” He slurred.

Calista was baffled by him and thought he was speaking gibberish.

“Lucian, have you been drowning in stress lately? Perhaps I should link you up with a therapist. Might do

some good.”

Lucian’s thoughts were chaotic. He only caught onto the word “therapist‘ in Calista’s lengthy statement

and immediately scowled.

“Did that damned Cade spill the beans to you?”

Unable to make sense of his question, Calista chose to remain silent. After all, reasoning with a drunkard

was a futile endeavor.

She turned toward the living room, her concern growing that her instant noodles might be cooking too

long. She was intent on dismissing Lucian’s presence.

In a sudden twist, Lucian reached out and grabbed her, his movements awkward and unsteady, causing

him to rely heavily on Calista for support.

Calista stumbled and quickly reached out to brace herself against the wall to regain her balance. A furrow

of imitation marred her expression as she turned to Lucian.

Lucian, you

efore Calista could finish her sentence, Lucian gently cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers with a

of urgency His eagerness left Calista with little room for resistance.

of ack, Calveta I just can’t help myself he confessed breathlessly

Lucian wrapped Calista’s waist and pinned her against the wall, their bodies pressed tightly together. The intense heat penetrated through their thin clothing.

Their proximity was such that even the most subtle physical reactions couldn’t go unnoticed.

Calista instantly snapped to attention as he pressed against her. She suspected Lucian was using alcohol to justify his advances, with his desires clearly in the forefront.

Lucian, back off! Try to kiss me one more time, and I’ll make sure you can’t use that mouth again,” she

warned sternly.

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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