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?”

come any closer!”

as she gripped a flower pot, her stance signaling that she

in such a state? He could tell that

perfectly fine before I

the more extreme her thoughts might become, especially given the precarious location of the

promise I

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

Her mind was in turmoil, and her

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loud 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

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

her gaze remained sharp as she continued

“Ha…”

inched closer, his clean and handsome face glistening

suggested, tightening his grip before slowly reaching out to Calista. Surprisingly, the sunlight on his

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

eyes.

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

Calista’s intense, glistening eyes bore into him as she asked in a husky voice.

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

the days to come, and she vowed to never let any enemy