Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 318 Will You Be My Friend.

Gripping the railing tightly, Calista observed as the stream of cars and people below, decreased in size. Her- breathing became heavier, and her eyes flickered with uncertainty, unable to shake off the negative emotions that exploded and dispersed in all directions.

She felt a sharp pain akin to a needle piercing her temples, and she even “saw” clusters of shadows appearing before her eyes, leaving her gasping for air in a suffocating sensation.

Suddenly, the sound of a lock turning at the door started Calista, prompting her to swiftly retreat to a corner of the balcony and instinctively curl herself into a ball. Her heart pounded irregularly, and for a moment, all rational thought deserted her.

Meanwhile, after Wyatt left, he was plagued by constant worry. His secret love for Calista tormented him, and witnessing her current state made it impossible for him to focus on his mission.

He had walked halfway down the road, only to turn back and return home. However, upon entering, all he could see were leftovers scattered on the floor, with Calista nowhere to be found.

“Calista?”

In a rush, he frantically searched the room, finding the keys and money still on the table. Surely, Calista. hadn’t simply left like that, had she?

However, the room was empty. Instinctively, Wyatt moved toward the balcony.

When he spotted Calista in the corner, he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. Yet, the fear in Calista’s eyes made his heart leap into his throat again.

“Calista?”

any closer!”

she gripped a flower pot, her stance signaling that she wouldn’t hesitate to throw it if

state? He could tell that Calista

perfectly fine before

there. The more she brooded, the more extreme her thoughts might

come inside with me. I promise I won’t interfere with you

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Calista remained motionless, warily watching him, a stalemate ensued. Biting his teeth,

drew nearer, Calista’s gaze became increasingly sharp. Her mind was in turmoil,

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thud echoed as Calista violently smashed the flower

for his head, but Wyatt managed to dodge in the nick of time. As a result, the pot struck his shoulder instead, and the shards cut through his head, staining his white T–shirt in a scarlet

that any movement might

ceasing her aggressive stance. However, her gaze remained sharp as she continued to observe him closely, subconsciously huddling her knees close

“Ha…”

and handsome face

join me?” he suggested, tightening his grip before slowly reaching out to Calista. Surprisingly, the sunlight

devoid of sunlight. She found herself captivated by his hand, focusing on

eyes.

was taken aback, feeling a sudden wave of emotions. He had never fathomed that Calista would

intense, glistening eyes bore

was evident that she hadn’t contemplated the prospect–how could someone like Wyatt, a member of

destined to be adversaries in the days to come,