Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 319 I Shall Allow You

“Calm down“” Wyatt’s voice boomed, causing Calista to halt in her tracks, the recent whirlwind of emotions leaving Wyatt somewhat on edge. As he grasped her hand and locked eyes with her, he stressed, “Look, I don’t care what you’re going through or how much pain you’re in, but you can’t go near the balcony. I don’t want anyone jumping off my apartment and committing suicide!”

Maybe it was the intensity in his voice or the mention of “suicide” that jolted Calista back to reality. As she gazed into Wyatt’s eyes, her tense muscles gradually relaxed, and in a hoarse whisper she assured, “I’m not going to die, and I definitely won’t commit suicide.”

“You better not!” Initially. Wyatt had contemplated restraining Calista due to her volatile emotions, but witnessing her pallid complexion and the diminishing spark in her eyes made him refrain.

“So, are you going to get off me?” Calista furrowed her brow, sensing the rigidity in Wyatt’s muscles that made her uncomfortable.

The immediate crisis had passed, and upon hearing Calista’s words, Wyatt’s face momentarily flushed with embarrassment before he quickly stepped away.

Although momentary, the lingering touch of her body and the faint scent of medicinal herbs left him feeling somewhat disoriented even after he had distanced himself. His ears tinged with red, a reaction. unnoticed by Calista.

“Are you fully present now? Do you want me to call a psychiatrist for you?” Wyatt abruptly shut down his inappropriate thoughts and inquired with genuine concern.

Calista massaged his temples, her throbbing headache gradually eased, and she wearily remarked,

then… Upon reflecting, Wyatt moistened his lips, pondering on striking up a conversation

the reasons behind her fallout with Kallum or the situation during his absence. Their strained relationship stemmed from the complex

he offered, “I’ll go whip up

bruise on Wyatt’s neck, Calista couldn’t help but notice his injuries. “I think we

retrieved a first aid kit

on Wyatt’s shoulder, she suddenly voiced a piercing question, “What would your stance be

moment, Wyatt resumed attending to his wounds as he explained, “My grandfather, has been an integral part of my life, earning me the respect and responsibilities that

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his gaze on Calista, his expression serious. “If he has committed a crime, he will face the legal consequences. You didn’t have to tell me this. I… would have taken

gently took the alcohol and cotton ball from Wyatt’s hand. Tilting her head slightly, she spoke sincerely. “Before our fallout, I shall allow you to

must show me unwavering respect, stand

laughter had a reassuring warmth to it, bringing comfort to the tense atmosphere. “What you’re describing sounds more like

the first time as she prepared to tend Wyatt’s wounded hand. Is that so? He’s