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Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 266

Summary for Chapter 266 His Feeble Side: Her Rebirth of Retribution

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Calista's expression became peculiar in an instant. She didn't know how to face Kallum. His words even stirred an urge to laugh within her. He wants to have a child with me? Was the Kallum I encountered in my past life truly the same person as the one I met in this life?

Seeing that Calista remained silent, Kallum continued to speak emotionally. “I know this idea sounds insane, but if I were to die, would you be willing to have a child for me?”

Kallum stared at her with his piercing gaze, but as soon as he finished speaking, he snapped back to reality and laughed at himself in self-mockery. “What nonsense am I speaking? I can't believe I made such a request of you.”

Admittedly, in his current condition, it was challenging to have a healthy child, but it wasn't impossible. The only issue was that why would Calista bear a child for him? Just because I want her to remain connected with me even after my death?

Upon seeing the look in Kallum's eyes, a mix of pain, scorn, and yearning, Calista felt the urge to understand him for the first time. Unlike before, when she could casually dismiss half of what Kallum said, the Kallum before her at that moment was entirely unfamiliar to her. He was restless, agitated, and gloomy.

She had never seen that side of him before.

Confused, Calista asked directly, “What do you want me to do?”

Kallum noticed how indifferently Calista treated him. No matter how profoundly he spoke, her expression remained impassive, so much so that he felt as if his mood swings were just a one-sided performance.

At times, he found her calmness truly heartbreaking.

Suffering from a slight emotional breakdown, Kallum took a step back, his expression tense. As he spoke, his words were nearly incoherent.

“What do I want you to do? If I tell you, will you just do it?” He gazed at Calista, his tone suddenly filled with sorrow. “But I don't even know what I want you to do. Let's just leave it at that. I think I'm going a bit mad.”

After he finished speaking, he surprisingly left Calista alone and walked away. His steps were slightly erratic, which gave Calista a sense of something amiss, but she couldn't quite put it into words.

She would never comprehend how perilous were the intentions in Kallum's final gaze upon her.

He pondered. If I truly can't bear to part with her, why don't I drag her to death with me? Why not? If a person has a soul, and if I were to see Calista with someone else after my death, wouldn't I be unable to rest in peace? Considering how good Calista has already been to me, why can't she accompany me in death?

Although those terrifying, chaotic thoughts were fleeting, they had been occurring more and more frequently of late. Kallum felt as though he was being driven to madness. I'm deeply in love with Calista. Perhaps we can only be together forever if we perish together, right?

After fleeing back to his room, Kallum struggled for a long time to regain his composure.

His blood was the most dangerous thing. He couldn't possibly let Calista take that risk. Therefore, even when his mind was still clouded, he instinctively stopped her.

However, Calista didn't have the luxury of worrying about all that now. The K Virus could significantly weaken the human immune system, making even the smallest injuries or illnesses potentially fatal. “You should be the one to stop moving!”

Calista ignored him. She had no injuries on her hands and believed that as long as she was careful, there would be no issue.

When Kallum saw that she was not obeying, he suddenly seized her hands with both of his, pressing her onto the carpet. He rested his head on her chest, preventing her from touching his injured foot.

“Kallum!”

When he exerted his strength, Calista was no match for him. Hence, she was held down. She frowned in confusion. I'm a doctor. Should he be pushing me away at such a moment?

Kallum remained silent, doing his utmost to restrain himself. He didn't want Calista to see his disheveled side, so he only allowed his pain to show when she wasn't around. He figured if Calista were to see him in distress, that would make him appear frail.

Calista was utterly exasperated with him. Why is he being so stubborn at a time like this?

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