Her Rebirth of Retribution

Kallum suddenly let out a chuckle, "You're absolutely right." His body tensed momentarily as he swiftly pulled his arm free from Walter's grasp, straightening his attire meticulously as he did so. "She has indeed captivated my soul. I would go to any lengths for her, even if that meant becoming inept."

When Walter reached out once again in an attempt to grasp his arm, a sharp glance from Kallum froze him in place. Faced with the uncle he had always held in high regard, Kallum's patience finally snapped. "Don't touch my clothes again, you'll wrinkle them. It won't look good if Callie sees me like this."

With that, he brushed past Walter, whose face had turned as red as a beet, and boldly made his entrance.

Kallum had already informed the President beforehand, so his entry into the quarantine area was smooth and unobstructed. However, many onlookers couldn't help but scrutinize his every move, trying to decipher his real reasons for being there.

Was he there to unleash his fury on Calista, perhaps even end her life, or was he intending to convince her to set clear boundaries with the Fairchild family?

Many speculated thus, pondering why such a drastic step would be necessary over just one woman, turning an entire nation against oneself.

Ignoring the speculative gazes of the crowd, Kallum navigated through several security checkpoints, his determination unshaken until he finally reached her.

"Mr. Kallum...” Shaun began to rise as soon as he saw him, but Kallum gestured for silence with a finger to his lips.

Without needing to draw nearer, Kallum could see that Calista was asleep. Shaun had discreetly kept him updated on her condition-she had lost a significant amount of blood, endured not only external but also internal injuries, and had almost been strangled to death while he was busy capturing a notorious criminal for both personal and national motives.

The thought of the brutal treatment his woman had suffered was a recurring nightmare, igniting a fierce rage within him each time it surfaced, filling him with an urge to destroy everything around him!

"How is she doing now?" Kallum inquired in a subdued voice, barely above a whisper.

Shaun responded in equally hushed tones, "Apart from the severe blood loss which has left her weak, she's now out of immediate danger."

"That's good then..." Kallum felt a weight lift from his shoulders, the relentless anxiety he had carried seeming to dissolve at that moment.

Shaun looked at Kallum, his expression conflicted, as if he had something to say but was hesitant. Despite being out of touch with the current outside chaos, he knew about the turmoil brought by the relatives of the nearly two hundred people housed in the quarantine area, which had only calmed down about half an hour earlier.

There are urgent matters requiring Mr. Kallum's attention. He shouldn't be here right now, and I'm sure he knows that too.

It seemed Kallum understood what Shaun was hinting at, and he softly explained, "When she was in trouble, I wasn't there for her. Now that I'm here, I need to be the first person she sees when she wakes up."

This heartfelt admission rendered Shaun speechless, unable to formulate a rebuttal. Instead, he felt a pang of melancholy and sighed deeply. "Indeed..."

Outside, time was of the essence,

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and tension was high. Yet here was Kallum, who, apart from discreetly sending messages on his phone, astonishingly refused to make any phone calls, simply sitting beside Calista quietly for two hours. If those outside knew of this, they would surely be in an uproar!

"K-Kallum?"

Calista's faint voice broke the silence, startling Kallum, who quickly set aside his phone.

"You're awake?" He took the medication handed to him by Shaun and gently asked, "Does your throat hurt? Can you swallow the pills now?"

If she couldn't, his only option would be to dissolve the pills in water, which would make for a very bitter drink.

Calista closed her eyes, assessing her condition Her neck pained her, but she felt she could manage to swallow the medication. She nodded slightly. Seeing her nod, Kallum pressed a button on the side of the

bed to slightly elevate the head,

making it easier for

to it up.

"Open up?" he asked, holding a pill between his fingers. Noticing the swelling and

scars on her neck, he decided to administer the medication one at a time.

Calista opened her mouth, and

Kallum gave her a sip of water to ease the swallowing. He then gently placed the pill in her mouth, which she swallowed with little effort...

Relieved, Kallum was about cho

administer the second pill when Calista, catching her reflection in the glass before her, touched her

swollen, scarred face and frowned."

"I'm so ugly..." she muttered, clearly dismayed by her appearance.

Even if she couldn't see clearly, she could tell just by imagining how terrifying she

must have looked at that moment.

Kallum chuckled softly. "Not at all."

As he attempted to feed her the second pill, Calista turned her head away, insisting, "I am."

Kallum sighed, his violet eyes filled with a gentle resolve. "In my eyes," he said, "even if you were truly unattractive, which you are not, you'd still be the most refreshingly unique among all."

Calista couldn't help but laugh at that, then opened her mouth to take the next pill.

However, the pill was quite large, and she almost immediately spat it out. Once she started vomiting, she couldn't stop, bringing up only water and the medication she had just ingested. The mess splattered onto Kallum's immaculately clean shirt and trousers.noveldrama

Normally meticulous about his appearance, Kallum now had only concern for her comfort. He held her close, his attention completely focused on her well-being. After noticing that Calista felt somewhat better, he glanced down at the stains on his clothes and remarked, "Did the smell get to you? Wait a moment, I'll go change."