Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 111 Do Not Drag Her Into This

“Mm,” Benedict acknowledged with a nod, then proceeded to offer Calista a few cautious reminders before- departing the room.

Throughout this whole episode, Calista’s face remained utterly expressionless, as though her facial muscles had completely frozen in place.

Noticing her blank stare, Yelena hesitated before offering a strained smile and saying, “Callie, would you like some fruit? I can fetch some for you!” She moved toward the fruit basket beside the bed as she spoke.

Upon hearing this, Calista replied somewhat curtly, “I’m hungry, I want some oatmeal instead.”

Yelena’s face tensed up a bit, and with a tinge of irritation, she responded. “The hospital arranges nutritious meals for patients, and yours should be arriving soon!”

But Calista was adamant, “I want the shrimp and cheddar oatmeal from Fortune Lodge right now. Please go and get it for me.”

Yelena was startled by Calista’s forthrightness in making such a demand; her fists clenched as she fought the urge to retort. She faintly recalled the doctor advising Benedict that Calista shouldn’t consume seafood at this time as it could cause severe abdominal pain, nausea, and vomiting. Given the dietary restrictions, Benedict had specifically requested a nutritious meal from the hospital.

With a cunning glint in her eye, Yelena thought, I’m not about to harm Calista intentionally. If Calista insists on having that particular meal, then so be it.

“All right! Just wait here, I’ll go fetch it for you.”

she instructed her driver to handle the errand while she took the opportunity to visit a beauty salon. It had been some time since she last mpered herself, and

Calista. Calista thanked her, and as

nurse was a young woman; had it been a man, Calista doubted she would have had the

the nurse’s clothes, donned a mask,

see for herself

better not disappoint me, or else…

please have some to eat.” Mirabelle said, her expression troubled.

that moment, her slightly furrowed brows

of her was solely out of gratitude for her role in saving

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crept onto Kallum’s face. I wonder if Mirabelle would continue to show such concern if she knew about the

a dozen different pills. It seemed Kallum was practically living on medication rather than food at this point.

she inquired, “Old Mr. Yancey, Mr. Kallum has only a gunshot wound, why does he

brief look. “Are you the one treating him or am I? Do you really think

through various shades of pallor. She pursed her lips and fell silent, shocked by the audacity of

flared up fiercely, leaving him vulnerable. The virus, coupled with the recent gunshot, had

despite everything. Kallum held