Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 282 Brought No Joy

Wanda passed out straight away. When she came to, she repeatedly apologized to Calista’s mother, crying so hard that she was gasping for breath.

There was also a very real and incredibly heavy issue weighing on everyone’s hearts.

Once Calista fell ill, could she prolong her own life? If not, what would happen to Kallum? Would all their efforts over the pa

year be in vain?

A series of problems had plunged the Fairchild family into a deep slump. Even when Harvey was sentenced to death, it didn’t bring the slightest bit of joy to the Fairchild family.

A day later, Calista finally woke up.

Feeling the familiar soreness in her body, she knew that despite having injected the antibodies, she still hadn’t managed to escape. She was still infected.

Indeed, the lucky ones were always in the minority.

“Callie?” A deep, husky male voice rang out. Calista turned to see the extremely haggard face of Kallum. Despite having only been awake for a little over a day, the news of Calista’s illness weighed on Kallum’s heart like a mountain, leaving him feeling breathless. Consequently, he had visibly lost weight at an alarming rate, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.

He hurriedly gripped Calista’s hand, cautiously and hoarsely asking, “What… How are you feeling?”

torment of the K Virus

enduring because the thought would make him wish. he had died a year ago! I should have been dead long ago instead of living for so long and causing

her head. The pain at the start wasn’t too much for her to bear. Considering Kallum’s feelings, she

survive was relatively familiar territory for

in a composed manner. “I’m going to need a lot of traditional medicinal

Kallum had tightly wrapped her in his arms. His grip was so strong

was/husky, the tone filled with disbelief! “How could you say so nonchalantly that you won’t die?

a word, she was abruptly pulled into Kallum’s

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Brought No Joy

of a cliff. Thus, he clung to her as if

had never seen him lose his composure like that

be in any trouble.” Her tone was

her

right approach. She could live for a long time, albeit feeling unwell all over, just like an ordinary patient. However, no matter how painful it was, it could never be worse than being a human test subject. Sᴇaʀᴄh

that her trump card was to leverage her unique physical condition and to drink his blood, helping him shake off

blood. She would experience great pain, and there was a high chance she might even die! Yet, she still chose