Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 283 Kallum Cried

Kallum closed his eyes, uttering in a hoarse voice, “If I had known you would be so foolish, I would’ve definitely told you that all I wanted was for you to live well! I’m sorry.”

His voice gradually became indistinct to Calista as if muffled by the warm tear that trickled down her cheek. It left her mind blank, and she was almost in disbelief!

Kallum… cried? Because of we? Calista furrowed her brows abruptly, unexpectedly feeling a hint of fear and

uncase.

From her perspective, Kallum should have treated her action with an attitude of equivalent exchange rather than experiencing pain, regret, and overwhelming emotion.

Also, Calista didn’t expect to be uncomfortable with his tears. At such a moment, she couldn’t muster even a shred of empathy for Kallum’s feelings.

She felt numb as if she were an outsider. Had I truly done something so touching, something so remarkable? Based on Kallum’s behavior, that seems to be the case, but I don’t feel it.

That thought was profoundly terrifying to her upon reflection. In sudden agony. Calista closed her eyes. “I… I’m not feeling well. I need to rest for-

Before she could finish her sentence, Kallum anxiously let go of her! “Where are you feeling unwell? Wait a moment, I’ll call for Old Mr. Yancey!”

Calista quickly grabbed him. “It’s okay. Can… Can you leave me alone for a bit?”

She had a look of longing in her eyes, which tugged at Kallum’s heart. His flustered actions and panicked gaze revealed that if Calista asked him to die for her at that moment, he wouldn’t hesitate at all. “I… I’ll just be at the door.”

would show a porcelain doll. He instructed her with

wanted to be alone because she

he could do

her

reluctantly departed, Calista slowly retracted her yearning gaze. She had previously sensed some emotional deficiency within herself, but she hadn’t

a video that was filled with

a live dissection of

fabrication, its realistic imagery was so convincing that it would induce fear, nausea, and general discomfort in many who watched it. However,

was akin to ketchup, evoking in her a sense of tangy sweetness. The only thing absent was fear or

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283 Kallum Cried.

staring at the bedsheet in puzzlement as she asked, “What’s going on with me?” Perhaps I should have been afraid at that moment, but I also feel such worry is unwarranted. What did it matter if something was missing? I don’t feel any discomfort or unease. Could it be

through Horington gradually subsided as all those infected were

deserved. Those who had inadvertently fallen ill took the medicine that Calista had provided, managing to extend their lives by a month

were merely treating the

in, securing their special privilege of treating patients in the quarantine zone. She also recalled

people outside were keeping a close eye on the actions of the Fairchild family. Under that external and internal pressure, the Fairchild family was