Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 332 Do Not Rush This

"All right, for the next few days, try to move as little as possible and keep your wound dry." Calista understood deeply just how little Kallum cared for himself. "If your wound reopens, I won't let anyone bandage it for you, understand?"

"I understand," Kallum replied obediently.

Calista looked quite relieved and showed a faint fatigue.

"Then, go to sleep."

Once she finished speaking, she was the first to climb into the new bed. The two beds were separated only by a bedside table, a short distance that nevertheless caused Kallum to hesitate for quite some time.

He glanced at the large bed they usually slept in and then took a look at the newly arrived smaller bed. In the end, he lay down on the large bed.

After the lights had been turned off, only a warm yellow bedside lamp flickered. Lying on his side, Kallum looked at Calista's profile through its glow. For the first time, he felt the night was so cold and seemingly endless.

Tonight, he could still share a room with her. Despite the chill, at least he could see her as soon as he opened his eyes. But she would undoubtedly move out tomorrow, and by then, he wouldn't even be able to catch a glimpse of her.

His previously disregarded physical pain erupted, particularly around the heart area, where a dense, aching sensation was particularly pronounced.

He was desperate to change the current situation. The mere thought of not being able to see her face in the evenings, let alone hold her, left him feeling suffocated.

everything she had given him, one by one. He wouldn't allow it. He couldn't accept the cruel

bay. It wasn't until midnight that

lurking in the night.

climbing onto Calista's bed. It was a small, single bed and once Kallum got on, it became quite cramped. He carefully lay on his side, yet he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, when he held her once

pressing need to take action. There was no way he could simply let

woke up the next day, Kallum was

was so exhausted that she had slept deeply the night

fact, he had intended to come the night before, but it was too late. After all, it was someone else's home, and it wasn't appropriate. Upon his arrival today and seeing Calista, he asked, "Callie, I heard you're calling off the wedding?" At that moment, only she and Benedict were in the dining room.

"Why?" Benedict was thoroughly

Kallum that. you suddenly ran away this time Callie, don't mean to scold you, but how could you just run

where she had fled in panic, Calista frowned and shook her head. "It

not..." Seeing that she was unharmed, Benedict didn't say much else. "So, what's the deal between you and Mr.

just doesn't feel

"What doesn't feel right?"

are incompatible. I'm out

a peculiar expression. Leaning in, he said in a hushed, secretive tone, "Callie, tell me honestly, did you... catch Mr. Kallum in bed with

a moment, glaring at him. "What gave you such a bizarre

any other reason that could

wasn't with Mr. Kallum, could it be you? Have

her head aching. "I just don't think we're a good fit for each other, that's all. Let's end this discussion here and never bring it up