All Chapters of Goodbye Ex, Go to Hell!: Chapter 131 - Chapter 137

Lucy’s POVI was so focused on Nathan that I didn’t hear this person, whoever she is, coming, or maybe she was just really stealthy.My head whips around immediately, and I stare at a woman who looks to be in her sixties in shock. Her clothes are bloodstained and torn, with bits of grass hanging off them, and shards of glass in her hair.Also, her left arm is hanging at a weird angle, but that doesn’t stop her from pointing a gun at my head with her right hand.I stare at her, mouth agape, and she stares back at me, undisguised hatred in her eyes. So this was the person driving the car? This was the person who had tried to run me off the road?As I stare at her, I realize that she does look a bit familiar, but I can't remember where we met. She continues to look at me with a strange look, almost as though she knows that I'm trying to remember where we met, and she wants me to work it out myself.Finally, after several seconds of careful consideration, I remember who she is. I met her

Lucy’s POVOne month laterThe days blend into each other, and each day, I sit beside Nathan in his hospital bed, waiting for him to open his eyes, but he remains blissfully unconscious.He hasn’t opened his eyes since that awful day when he saved me from being run off the road. The doctors have done all they can for him, and his condition is more or less stable.However, I live in daily fear of him suddenly dying, because, as the doctors informed his family and me, the chances of him regaining consciousness are fifty-fifty.A fifty percent chance that Nathan might never regain consciousness is an awful lot, so I'm right to be worried.Besides, I have no idea how badly his head injury may have affected him, or if he's going to have any deficits as a result, so I'm waiting, hoping, and praying that he'll come out of his coma unscathed.A lot has happened in the one month since the accident, or to put it more precisely, the attempted murder, and as each day passes, more unbelievable new

Lucy’s POV“Of course, I followed you, Lucy. There was no way I would have let you leave by yourself at that time of the day, knowing you were not in a good mood and that you were also exhausted. That night, or early morning, rather, you had a head start, and since I knew that you were mad at me and wanted me nowhere around you, I drove a respectable distance away after I caught up with you.It didn't take long before I noticed the car. It was easy to notice it following you because you were driving slowly, or at least I suspected that it was following you.However, I soon decided that I was overthinking. After all, this is a very safe city, and besides, the people driving that car were probably just as tired as you and I were, seeing how early it was, so they weren’t taking any chances by driving fast or recklessly.Big mistake. I should have trusted my instincts and called the police. It wasn’t until they tried to run you off the road that I understood what was happening.I’ll have

“Lucy, I want you to know that Diane isn’t going to come between us. The second I'm out of here, I'm going to get a restraining order on her. Hell, I'll probably get one right here in the hospital bed. Also, I have every intention of taking a paternity test once she gives birth. I hope fervently that the baby isn’t mine, because I don’t want to be punished for something I can't remember doing, but …”“Oh, you don’t have to worry about any of that. The baby isn’t yours.” I inform him, smiling happily.No one is happier about the fact that Nathan isn’t the father of Diane’s baby than I am. I can’t imagine having to have some form of connection to her for several years to come.“What are you talking about?” Nathan asks me, perplexed.“Like I told you earlier, a lot has happened since you were in a coma. One of the things that gives me a lot of joy is that Diane is in jail for murder. I mean, the murder part doesn't give me joy ... poor guy, but ...”“Excuse me?”“Oh, yes. Remember that