Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 369 It Tastes Terrible

Recalling how Kallum had looked, utterly drained after the painful serum injection earlier today, Calista furrowed her brows. In the end, she closed her eyes.

I'll let it slide this time, but next time, I must set clear boundaries with him.

Feeling Calista's body gradually relaxing, Kallum slowly opened his eyes, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

When Calista suddenly injected him with the antiserum, a wave of intense pain surged through Kallum, igniting a desire to roar and tear apart the world. Yet, simply because their fingers were intertwined, he astonishingly managed to endure the agony. At that moment, he also came to a sudden realization.

He had never once considered letting her go.

Even when they argued, even when unpleasant incidents occurred, even when they were facing countless difficulties, deep down, no matter how harsh his words were, he still considered her his and his alone.

So, since he couldn't let go, he decided to hold on tighter. Forget about dignity and all that. My wife is about to leave him. Can dignity keep me warm at night?

When Calista woke up again, it was already the middle of the night. Hunger had roused her from her sleep, but so had the heat. At some point, Kallum had pulled her close, their bodies pressing together under the covers. Calista felt herself breaking out in a sweat. Seeing Kallum taking advantage of her once again, Calista bit back her irritation. Considering it was late at night, and she didn't want to cause too much commotion, she gently moved Kallum's hand away. It took a considerable amount of effort for her to free herself. "Where are you going?" Just as Calista was about to leave, Kallum immediately stopped pretending to be asleep and quickly sat up.

Calista gestured toward the outside. "I'm heading to the kitchen to whip up some food."

"Just have the housekeeper do it."

Calista shook his head. "It's three in the morning now. Let's not bother anyone."

Kallum then got up from bed. "All right. I'll go with you."

"You can't cook, can you?"

an eyebrow. Although he had never cooked before, who was to say he couldn't handle something as

lend a hand? Besides, I'm

they rummaged for food in the small kitchen of the laboratory. However, the refrigerator was nearly empty. Left with no other choice, Calista pulled out some pasta. "It seems I'll have to settle for pasta

idly watching Calista as she cooked. Observing her skillfully fry the

lid off the pot, the warm steam from the kitchen enveloped her, seemingly chasing away the chill from her body in an instant. Her delicate profile and the slight upward curve of her

divert his attention. Seeing

Kallum had discovered her secret, Calista didn't bother to hide it anymore. She casually mentioned, "When I was alone in the past, I used to cook for

his lips curving into a smile. "So... Am I

in thought. "No, I've done the same for

time he went to see Calista. He had noticed two bowls of pasta on Wyatt's desk. Could it be that they were made by

abruptly. As he looked at the nearly prepared pasta, he suddenly

don't want to

puzzled look,

"Why?"

larger bowl, she added, "If you don't finish this, don't expect me to make you anything

eyebrows slightly at her. "So, you're saying you want to cook

him a sidelong

pasta as she made to leave. However, Kallum blocked her path. His tall figure stood in her way, radiating an air of confidence. His eyes were filled with

I finish eating, will

"Don't you have

kidding," said Kallum. Suddenly, he leaned down and pecked her lips, quickly murmuring, "I can't bear

been

one hand, she would never have been caught off guard. She held back

you're not allowed to