Her Vengeful Rebirth

Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 387 I Have No Regrets

“Is it good?” Kallum asked.

Calista nodded, which only made Kallum’s smile even more radiant.

“I made it!” He lifted his chiseled chin slightly. “I told you, something as trivial as cooking doesn’t pose a challenge to me!”

Calista struggled to find the right words. “Actually, it isn’t all that good.”

Kallum’s eyebrows arched high as he stopped feeding her. “You’re lying! You just licked your lips!”

Calista said indifferently, “It’s just a bowl of soup. Your skills are merely at a basic level.”

Kallum furrowed his brows, skeptically taking a bite.

The taste was clearly delightful–fresh, fragrant, smooth–far surpassing what their household chef could whip up. Do I find it delicious only because I made it myself when in reality, it isn’t tasty at all?

Kallum found himself lost in self–doubt..

Calista smiled slightly, looking at him without blinking.

“I’ll just make do with it. I’m practically starving.

continue to feed her, albeit a bit grudgingly. “Next time, I’ll make you truffle potato gratin. I guarantee it’ll be so delicious

dish. She narrowed

lips part and close, Kallum

edge of the bed, shifting his gaze away, then said with a hint of smugness, “Did you say last night that you don’t regret falling in love with

into a

her some water. As Calista was drinking water, he frowned and patted her

on her

falling in love

coughing. She wasn’t pretending; she was really choking

was what I said, but knowing

misconstrue it!

her whole, yet Kallum held her chin with one hand, forcing her

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reminiscent of the most mysterious gemstone. They were

saul you love me?

with laughter, seemed to come from the horizon. It took Calista a couple of seconds to regain her senses. She shook her head vigorously, like a bobblehead doll. The way her head was spinning quickly was just

looked at her with amusement, then asked again, “When you let go, was there a moment where you thought of saving me at your own expense?”

couldn’t hold

yet her voice remained steady

the bowl, smiled as he looked at

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her over from head to

her lip. “Actually, the soup is quite tasty. Can you continue feeding me? I’m really

of his

don’t you regret

you trying to

just have to know!”

the spoon, her long eyelashes drooping down. In fact, she had once before asked herself the same

eighteen, and not a bit earlier, at a time when

it out until last night when she unconsciously said those