Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 1 A Horrible Death

In the confines of the Restricted Intensive Care Unit of the Research Center for Infectious Diseases, Calista Stafford lay in the ward for patients with a Level Four virus, numerous tubes sticking out of her body. The pain had tortured her so much that she no longer looked like her old self, and she was close to breathing her last. She clutched the bed sheets tightly with her claw like nails as she looked straight at the woman seated in front of her.

"Everyone else with the K virus died within a month. But you didn't just survive. You even managed to contain your virus. What a perfect living specimen! How does it feel just living from day to day for the past three years? Not bad right?"

Her evil words were a total contrast to her beautiful face. Others visited her because she was ill, but Quincy Stafford was here to kill her. She took out a syringe full of a clear, light-yellow liquid.

"Oh look, here's the antiserum that the researchers finally created yesterday! You've been hanging on for dear life just for this, right? They've grown so attached to you over the past three years, the moment the testing was complete, the research team made sure there was one prepared for you. Once you receive this injection, you can get well! Do you want this jab? My dearest elder sister?"

Yes! Of course, I want it! Calista thought to herself as she closed her eyes and tried to hide the despair she felt.

Calista wanted this antiserum badly, but she knew that her sister would kill her the day the antiserum was created. She was certain of this - after I it was Quincy who gave her this virus in the first place!

Not only did she get this virus, also simply known as the K virus - she had lived her entire life under Quincy's thumb. Quincy barely understood anything about medical science, and she was now a beautiful and renowned genius doctor in high demand only because she had stolen everything important from her.

Every time she thought about how she had merely become Quincy's steppingstone to her current success, it nearly drove her to death. But she did not want to die - she wanted revenge! When the researchers saw her strong will to live, they said she was such an altruistic person, sacrificing herself for the rest of the world.

She was being self-sacrificing? What nonsense!

She clung on despite the terrible pain for the past three years, because she hoped they would be able to quickly create an antiserum. The research team finally they had a breakthrough yesterday! The antiserum was finally created, but now Quincy was wickedly teasing her with this very thing that could save her life.

and the sheer amount

and ignored her words, so she went

will believe you anymore. Tell you what, if you tell me the code to unlock the safe of your research lab,

her eyes upon hearing these words, and with an unsteady voice, she uttered her first words, "This is the first time...I have

enough, and now before killing her, Quincy still wanted to cheat her of

her eye as Quincy waved the syringe in her hand, and she threatened her, "What is more important to you than your own life? Didn't you

that this did not do the trick, Quincy decided

engaged today, and his partner is that childhood friend, Mirabelle! That despicable woman! She teamed up with me to gang up against you and did so many terrible things to you - don't you want to live on

words 'Mr. Kallum' pierced deeply through Calista's

very long time, it was still like a sharp sword that pierced easily through an old wound that refused to heal. She could tell that Quincy was filled with regret, because Quincy herself had always dreamed of marrying Kallum Fairchild, but was now beaten

she had been more alert and saw through Quincy earlier, she would not be in this

she did not fall in love with that man and did everything in her power to keep their engagement, then she would not have been attacked time and again, suffering physical and emotional hurt and even nearly

was a recurring nightmare of regret, hate and finally despair. Was it wrong to love someone? Was it wrong to show kindness? How

me...you liar! I know...that syringe...contains poison!" Calista shouted agitatedly, as if she was possessed. She knew that she was doomed to die from the moment Quincy entered the room, because Quincy was only going

would rather die than to tell her the code, Quincy's face darkened and her anger began to

that filthy Mirabelle had stolen the love of her life, and now this useless lowlife dared

I'll send you on your

syringe. The poison in the syringe would

Quincy to herself, eyes full of evil intent, not noticing

bolted up from the bed and ripped out the needles from her arm that connected her to various life support machines. She grabbed Quincy's hand with all her might and pushed the