Chapter 430 The Taste Of Love

"Could you forgive me? I was once downright impulsive and detestable. My mom was right—you had long since given me the best of everything. Compared to you, my feelings for you seem childish and laughable. No wonder you never agreed to be with me previously. It was because I wasn't good enough, not at all," Kallum rambled.

He brought Calista's hand to his lips, his voice barely a whisper. "But I will try my best to learn... In the future, I'll never let you down again... If you're still willing to trust me, wake up... Without you, even my courage has vanished. I'm scared."

He leaned in, trembling as he planted a kiss on her lips.

Her lips were beyond cold yet soft. An icy fragrance enveloped him. At that moment, his heart skipped a beat. Even his breath caught.

Once their lips parted, he fixed his violet eyes on her unblinkingly. They were filled with hope and could seemingly glow. Alas, Calista remained motionless. At that instant, the light in his eyes dimmed bit by bit.

If she doesn't wake up, I'll have no choice but to secretly send her away for her safety. As for what would happen after she left or the challenges the Fairchild family would face, I can't afford to worry about all that anymore...

He gradually straightened up, his gaze slowly hardening in determination.

"If you're very tired, just sleep a little longer. I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to you."

"What did that bowl of oatmeal taste like?"

Calista's weak voice suddenly drifted into Kallum's ears, leaving him momentarily stunned.

opened her eyes, which seemed to be sprinkled with stars, and asked again, "Did you really find

Kallum's eyes suddenly went red-rimmed. Almost without thinking, he blurted out a foolish

"Why are you awake?"

a sigh. "Because I can't just leave you

before her. All he wanted was to hold her in his arms, never to let go again. "You still haven't answered me. Was that bowl of oatmeal really

concoction meticulously crafted in my dream as if performing a scientific experiment, each ingredient added with precision? Kallum's hands clenched into fists and relaxed before uncontrollably

expect your culinary skills to be so good... There was a taste I've

"Pecans?"

of pecans into the oatmeal without having me

out laughing. "The taste of

spirits, he bent down once more and planted a kiss on her lips. As their eyes met at close quarters, his were filled with

of you. I love you. Only you can

a hint of provocation in her eyes. "So,

by my side, there

and declared triumphantly, "I'm now

hard. Kallum was pulled onto the

already have an idea to conquer the side effects. I heard you've been watching over me for over ten hours. Sleep now. It's my

smile and pretended to whine, “I want to sleep too, but more than ten hours have passed, and there's

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