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!”

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,

quickly regained

the video over!”

video feed, There, on a balcony, Calista

However, Calista had her head lowered at the time and her face was not captured,

video, Kallum was quite certain that

place is and get the car ready!”

issuing orders,

only concern was her well–being. Nothing else mattered.

that Mirabelle hadn’t exposed

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utmost care, he managed to crack an egg

an egg with one hand is my

egg. However, he exerted too much force and bits of eggshell fell into the pan He hurriedly tried to scoop them out with a spatula, but it was too late. The egg had already merged with the first one. Wyatt broke the

pan.

discarded the egg he was holding. wiped the pan clean, and fetched another

made a

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

walked over and rescued the unfortunate cracked egg from his hands,

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

herself increasingly unable to feel joy. Life, for her, had turned into a monotonous existence, with occasional bursts of excitement that were fleeting at

research institute had such a profound effect on my psyche? She had always believed that as long as she persevered