Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 132

Kallum found the situation both amusing and heart-wrenching. Just how exhausted must she be to be so deeply asleep?

“Little one, you'll be hungry if you don't wake up soon.” His deep voice filled the serene space with tenderness. Kallum let go of her nose and lovingly touched her hair.

If I survive, this girl will be my wife!

Amidst his disturbance, Calista couldn't sleep any longer and glared at Kallum, only to realize it was already dark outside. She jolted upright, her expression somewhat dazed.

“Why... didn't you wake me?” Calista's voice was a bit hoarse. She rubbed her eyes, still feeling extremely sleepy. Her head nodded as if she was about to fall back asleep at any moment.

“I thought I let you sleep a bit longer, seeing how exhausted you were. Let's eat. The food is already cold.”

Calista discreetly pouted. “I don't want to eat.”

She had overestimated herself and wanted to continue sleeping. Well, studying can wait until tomorrow.

“How can you not eat?” Kallum raised an eyebrow, feeding her. “Open up, here's your favorite fish sticks.”

Initially, Calista was somewhat resistant, but Kallum wouldn't let her get away. No matter how she dodged, the fish stick seemed to follow her like a shadow. Coupled with the enticing aroma, she couldn't escape the temptation. In a daze, she opened her mouth and ate. After swallowing, she subconsciously said, “Don't eat this. It's not good for you.”

Kallum gave a slight nod. “I won't. These are for you.”

Then, he took a piece of sweet potato from his plate. “Open up. I know you dislike sweet potato, but you can't be picky.”

Calista ate with her eyes half-closed. After finishing the last bite, she furrowed her brows. “You should eat more of this.”

Kallum couldn't help but laugh, his eyes sparkling brightly, his smile radiant. Unfortunately, Calista didn't see it.

“Care for some pasta?” Kallum's voice could best be described as soothingly gentle.

Upon hearing his offer, Calista opened her mouth, waiting to be fed. In reality, she was still half asleep.

Looking at her glossy lips, Kallum didn't find them dirty. Instead, he hoped she would keep being sweet and adorable and allow him to care for her when she woke up.

The person feeding was delighted and the person eating was also satisfied throughout the meal. After Calista finished eating and resumed her slumber, Kallum began to eat. He had never imagined a day would come when he would willingly eat the leftovers of another, using the fork she used, and finding the experience both sweet and fulfilling.

The intense yearning to possess her repeatedly surged within him, only to be forcefully suppressed each time.

Whether the Fairchild family regarded the goddaughter with great significance or not, would depend on the grandeur of the banquet.

At that moment, Calista was examining Kallum. It was certain that Kallum had to make an appearance that night. No matter how many inhibitors he took, the risk still remained. Any of his bodily fluid was potentially lethal.

Fortunately, the research team had some good news to share. Shaun hurried over and divulged, “Ms. Stafford, the research interest you suggested was indeed correct. Professor Lawson mentioned that your blood was rather unique and hoped you could provide samples regularly, for it would greatly help us.”

Once the check-up was done, Calista began to button up Kallum's clothes. “No issue there, but surely you've made some progress, right? After all, it's been so long.”

She had a subtle hint of arrogance in her tone. Well, as the saying went, “One got influenced by the company one kept.”

She was on the verge of becoming a part of the Fairchild family, so it wasn't out of place.

Shaun felt a pang of guilt under her scrutiny. “We've modified the inhibitor... so now it can make Mr. Kallum's saliva and sweat noncontagious.”

So, only blood and... that fluid can't be suppressed? Calista raised an eyebrow.

“All right, administer it then,” Calista commanded, stepping back a short distance away.