Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 121

She asked, “Don't you have anything you want to say to me?”

Kallum pursed his lips together.

Calista approached him step by step. “Why did you suddenly fall for someone else?”

Kallum scoffed, his handsome face looking almost ethereal under the light. Despite the complex emotions in his eyes, his expression was one of disdain. “Is there a reason for that? After comparing you with Mirabelle, I realized she is much gentler, more understanding, and more suited to be with me than you!”

Calista listened quietly. Her lack of reaction caused Kallum's heart to sink, for he knew she remained indifferent even to his provocative words because she no longer cared about him.

Fury welled up in Kallum's heart, yet he couldn't discern whether it was directed at her or at himself.

“Given that you've already ruined the thumb ring, this marriage is naturally off the table. What are you even doing here?” he asked.

Calista sat down by the bed, her voice barely a whisper. “Calm down.”

Her smile remained unchanged as she suddenly asked in a soft voice, “Who do you think is prettier, Mirabelle or me?”

Kallum was taken aback, his face flushing. I was humiliating her! How did the subject suddenly change to this? Does she not care at all?

Casting a glance at Calista, he found her truly captivating. Her delicate features and exceptional demeanor set her apart. Moreover, she seemed to possess a depth that suggested she had weathered the world's trials. Kallum had met many women, but few could match Calista in appearance.

Of course, this might simply be a case of love blinding him to her flaws.

Kallum didn't respond, prompting Calista to ask again, “Are you and Mirabelle now together?”

Kallum's hand, which was resting at his side, suddenly clenched. Together... What does that mean?

He didn't want to respond, but he still remembered his purpose, so he spoke with an indifferent tone. “Yes, we're together now.”

Calista's smile grew increasingly tender. She moved a little closer, lowering her voice to ask, “So, do you think you're more comfortable with me or with her? And by 'together,' I mean together in a dirty way...”

The ambiguous glint in Calista's eye coupled with the fragrance emanating from her made Kallum want to pull away from her. The room was eerily silent at that moment, amplifying the sound of his own heart pounding wildly in his chest.

The woman was so seductive, her starry eyes filled with a mesmerizing allure.

Kallum narrowed his eyes and parted his lips, his voice deep. “You—”

Interrupting him, Calista asked, “Do you still want to kiss me?”

“I...” Kallum's eyes widened as his gaze lingered on Calista's lips for a moment. Steeling himself, he pushed her away. “You're a woman! Have you no sense of shame?”

He tried hard to pull off an expression of disgust, yet the look in his eyes gave him away.

With a light chuckle, Calista casually reclined on the bed, looking nonchalant.

“So, what do you plan to do with me? If you're not going to marry me, shouldn't there be some sort of compensation?” she teased, letting her rare mischievous side show.

That statement of hers was exactly what Kallum was waiting for. He feigned hesitation for a moment before saying annoyedly, “You just want money, right? As long as you stop pestering me, I'll have the Fairchild family adopt you as their goddaughter! You've always wanted to be a part of the Fairchild family, haven't you? Now your dream has come true. You're welcome!”

That way, Calista won't have to worry about anything in the future. I'm sure my parents will grant my last wish. When I pass away, the outside world will only assume that my death is sudden. Callie hates me and is unaware of the real reason, so even if she learns about my death, she won't grieve.

Kallum closed his eyes, persuading himself that he made the right choice.