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?”

come any

her stance signaling that she wouldn’t hesitate to throw it if

He could tell that Calista

happened? She was perfectly fine before I

unacceptable to leave her there. The more she brooded, the more extreme her thoughts

I won’t interfere with you in the room…”

H

that Calista remained motionless, warily watching him, a stalemate ensued. Biting his teeth, Wyatt gradually moved closer, squatting down and raising both

became increasingly sharp. Her mind was in turmoil,

Balance.

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echoed as Calista violently smashed the flower pot against his

nick of time. As a result, the pot struck his shoulder instead, and the shards cut

breath, holding himself rigid in place, afraid that any movement might be misinterpreted as a

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

“Ha…”

steely determination, Wyatt inched closer, his clean and handsome face glistening with sweat, yet his eyes unwavering and focused.

slowly reaching out to Calista. Surprisingly,

herself captivated by his hand, focusing on the glimmer

eyes.

aback, feeling a sudden wave of emotions.

intense, glistening eyes bore

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

come, and she vowed

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