Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 320 Calista Is Found

As for Kallum, Calista simply scoffed while meticulously bandaging Wyatt’s wound.

“Do you still want to eat something?”

After tending to his wounds, Calista naturally wouldn’t expect a sick person to cook for her. Despite having not eaten for several days and struggling to even dress his wounds, she was accustomed to putting on a brave face. No one could ever tell how she was truly feelin

For some unknown reason, Wyatt was in high spirits. His eyes glanced at Calista’s stomach with an indiscernible look. “So, you’re finally hungry. I’ll cook. I’ve only injured my left hand, not my right one.”

After he finished speaking, he promptly pushed Calista onto the couch without giving her a chance to respond.

Seeing him turn toward the kitchen, Calista was initially taken aback, but then she suddenly felt a sense of

ease.

Wyatt had matured significantly since a year ago, though the cause of this development remained unknown.

Meanwhile, after finally managing to sleep for an hour, Kallum was abruptly awakened by the ringing of his phone.,

“Mr. Kallum, the drone has captured footage of Ms. Calista!”

idea to help, but in the brief glimpse it caught over the city, it managed to capture an image of

quickly regained

video

he spoke, he turned on the computer, immediately receiving a video feed, There, on a balcony, Calista was seen, her head bowed low as she leaned

momentarily. Due to the drone’s programmed settings, it was set to scan for Calista’s face. However, Calista had her head lowered at the time and her

one image was enough. After freezing the video, Kallum was quite certain that it was indeed

out where this place is and get the

simultaneously issuing orders, wishing he could instantly

but the moment he found her, his only concern was her well–being. Nothing else mattered. The most

Mirabelle hadn’t exposed her, but Kallum still managed to find

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managed to crack an egg into the

he said. “Don’t worry, cracking an

with a spatula, but it was too late. The egg had already merged with the first one. Wyatt broke the egg, hoping to remove the shells, but the egg had shattered into pieces and he couldn’t

pan.

discarded the egg he was holding. wiped the pan clean,

made

egg seemed to be challenging him. No matter what he did, he just couldn’t crack it open perfectly with one hand.

that Wyatt, a police officer, would have such an amusing side. She walked over and rescued the unfortunate cracked egg from his hands, successfully

the aroma of the eggs wafted through the air, Calista was suddenly hit by a wave of nostalgia. There was a time when she lived alone, without being surrounded by wait staff. She would cook for herself, and sometimes she even felt that the happiest moments of her life were those

increasingly unable to feel joy. Life, for her, had turned into a monotonous existence, with occasional bursts

on my psyche? She had always believed that as long as