Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 37 Feeling Her Pain

The knocking sound on the car window started again, and Kallum rolled down the car window in irritation. The person outside had not expected the car owner to be so young and good looking, and thought it was little wonder he had such luck... Even though the glass was tinted and nobody could see into the car, but since the car wasn't moving and kept shaking. It was obvious what was happening.

"What is it?"

Kallum spat all three words murderously, causing the man outside to lose some ground, and he started stuttering, "You... You're taking up the whole road!"

If it were someplace else it wouldn't have been so bad, but Kallum's car was parked right on the zebra crossing. Even though it was late at night, there were still traffic cameras that might catch his car - otherwise he wouldn't have interrupted others having a good time! Kallum's face immediately darkened.

He even began to feel frustrated at himself - if he had just waited a few more seconds and stopped by the roadside, nobody would have interrupted him...

Wait a minute! Interrupt? He was definitely not aroused by this woman!

Kallum started driving at a high speed, feeling very upset with himself.

This time Calista was very quiet, and didn't say a word as she watched him drive towards Havenrock Villa.

But she was also feeling very confused inside. She couldn't forgive herself for suddenly giving in to her emotions earlier too. If her body had not suddenly felt limp, she should have been able to push Kallum off. If her fingers weren't so weak that she couldn't hold onto a needle, Kallum wouldn't have had his way with her either.

Kallum was also silent - this wasn't the first time he had such a strong desire for Calista. Perhaps he really should go look for a woman.

After alighting, Calista didn't say anything and headed straight for the guest room. The butler looked at her strangely, but when he looked back at Kallum, he let out a small gasp.

"Mr. Kallum, are you hurt?"

Kallum looked down at himself and saw that his jacket had some blood stains. After getting slashed by Jarrett, Calista had used a needle to stop the bleeding and had bandaged the wound very simply, but the kiss earlier was so intense, so the wound started bleeding again, but it was not visible through her black clothing.

It suddenly dawned on Kallum - Calista was hurt?

Kallum told the butler to quickly call Shaun over, and then suddenly remembered that actually Calista could treat herself, so he grabbed the first aid kit and went to the guest room. When he reached the room door, he suddenly stopped himself. What was wrong with him? Why was he so anxious?

he had gone all out to rescue her and

obviously not wanting to worry him. Oh please, he couldn't be bothered about whether she was dead or alive! With this thought, Kallum

and knocked on the door anyway,

to find that there were several pieces of clothing on the floor. Black top,

think of how Calista had wanted to prove her innocence a few nights back and

be so fierce that day, but when he saw the dubious looking scratch marks

wanted to protect her, but his anger made him want to humiliate

was still in a daze, the bathroom door opened. Calista froze when

hair wet and plastered on her well defined body, emphasizing the scary long red slit on her chest. When those sparkling eyes looked at him in confusion, that wound didn't count for anything - she was like a perfect Venus de Milo, every line on her body exuding beauty. Their eyes met and Kallum

and pushed her hair to the back, revealing the wound

was still waiting for her

him, so he turned around only

and very painful, but

as if this new life was not real but just a dream. That this could

Ve

locked itself

created an alternate universe.

she was reborn. She had thrown away all reservations, doing anything she wanted, and had become like a different

head to look at Kallum. "Since you've brought it here, aren't you going to give

her wound and in a serious voice, "The family

do it myself, give it to

Kallum frowned.

being prickly and argumentative - that was better than

passed her the first aid kit, and then sent a text to

kit had everything she needed, including

bleeding after she had performed acupuncture on herself, but it was

was a knife wound, a knife that