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!”

excitement. The drone was merely his idea to help, but in the brief glimpse it caught over the city, it managed to capture an image of Calista, which was a delightful surprise.

quickly regained his

the video over!”

turned on the computer, immediately receiving a video feed, There, on a balcony,

screen flickered momentarily. Due to the drone’s programmed settings, it was set to scan for Calista’s face. However, Calista had her head

freezing the video, Kallum was quite certain that it was

place is and get the car ready!”

he was getting dressed, he was simultaneously issuing orders, wishing he could instantly teleport

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

had no idea that Mirabelle hadn’t exposed

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one by one. With utmost care, he managed to crack an

worry, cracking an egg with one hand is my

to scoop them out with a spatula, but it was too late. The egg had already merged with the first one. Wyatt broke the egg, hoping

pan.

his throat subtly. Immediately, he discarded the egg he was holding. wiped the

just made a

matter what he did, he just couldn’t crack it open perfectly with

amusing side. She walked over and rescued the unfortunate cracked egg from his hands, successfully getting

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

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

I’ve spent at the research institute had such a profound effect on my psyche? She had always believed that as long