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!”

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

regained

video

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

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 face was not

video, Kallum was quite certain that

where this place is

he was simultaneously issuing orders, wishing he could

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

no idea that Mirabelle hadn’t exposed her, but Kallum

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managed to crack an egg into

an egg with one hand is my

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 egg, hoping to remove the shells, but the egg had shattered into pieces and he couldn’t find where the shells were. Instead, a faint scent of burning rose from the The egg

pan.

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

just made a

what he did, he just couldn’t

never expected that Wyatt, a police officer, would have such an amusing side. She walked over and rescued the unfortunate cracked

being surrounded by wait staff. She would cook for herself, and sometimes she even felt that

joy. Life, for her, had turned into a monotonous existence, with occasional bursts of excitement that were fleeting

always believed that as long as