Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 320 Calista Is Found

As for Kallum, Calista simply scoffed while meticulously bandaging Wyatt's wound.

"Do you still want to eat something?"

After tending to his wounds, Calista naturally wouldn't expect a sick person to cook for her. Despite having not eaten for several days and struggling to even dress his wounds, she was accustomed to putting on a brave face. No one could ever tell how she was truly feeling.

For some unknown reason, Wyatt was in high spirits. His eyes glanced at Calista's stomach with an indiscernible look. "So, you're finally hungry. I'll cook. I've only injured my left hand, not my right one."

After he finished speaking, he promptly pushed Calista onto the couch without giving her a chance to respond.

Seeing him turn toward the kitchen, Calista was initially taken aback, but then she suddenly felt a sense of ease. Wyatt had matured significantly since a year ago, though the cause of this development remained unknown. Meanwhile, after finally managing to sleep for an hour, Kallum was abruptly awakened by the ringing of his phone.

"Mr. Kallum, the drone has captured footage of Ms. Calista!"

Flynn's voice was filled with excitement. The drone was merely his idea to help, but in the brief glimpse it caught over the city, it managed to capture an image of Calista, which was a delightful surprise. Kallum quickly regained his senses.

"Send the video over!"

As he spoke, he turned on the computer, immediately receiving a video feed. There, on a balcony, Calista was seen, her head bowed low as she leaned on the railing.

The screen flickered momentarily. Due to the drone's programmed settings, it was set to scan for Calista's face. However, Calista had her head lowered at the time and her face was not captured, thus it was merely a fleeting glimpse. However, one image was enough. After freezing the video, Kallum was quite certain that it was indeed her.

this place is and get the

issuing orders, wishing he could instantly

for her, but the moment he found her, his only concern was her well-being. Nothing else mattered. The most important thing was that

was currently standing at the doorway, watching Wyatt prepare breakfast.

to crack an egg into the pan

cracking an egg with one hand is my

second egg. However, he exerted too much forge and bits of eggshell fell into the pan. He hurriedly tried to scoop them out with a spatula, butit was too late. The egg had already merged with the first one. Wyatt broke the egg, hoping to remove the shells, but the egg had

his throat subtly. Immediately, he discarded the egg he was holding, wiped the pan

just made

be challenging him. No matter what he did, he just couldn't crack it open perfectly with one

expected that Wyatt, a police officer, would have such an amusing side. She walked over and

aroma of the

air, Calista

wave of nostalgia. There was a time when she lived alone, without being surrounded by wait

even felt that the happiest moments of

life

those when she

delicious meals

own.

joy. Life, for her, had turned into a monotonous existence, with occasional

years I've spent at the research institute had such a profound effect on my psyche? She had always believed that as long as