Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 322

As soon as Calista affirmed with a single “yes,” the tension in the room skyrocketed. Everyone fell silent, and as Kallum's anger escalated, it felt as though the air itself had frozen still.

“What are you doing?” Calista suddenly cried out as Kallum unexpectedly hoisted her up by her waist, striding toward the exit.

“Kallum, put me down!”

Calista's strength was no match for him, and by this point, she was also infuriated.

“I am a free individual. I don't belong to you! On what grounds are you taking me away?”

“We're about to get married!” Kallum held her even tighter, a flicker of pain flashing in the depths of his eyes, quickly overshadowed by anger. “You've been mine for a long time already!”

Wyatt wanted to intervene, but he was powerless despite his eagerness. All he could do was to call out anxiously.

“Kallum! Calista is emotionally unstable right now, your actions will only make her condition worse!”

For a moment, Kallum's steps faltered, but he resolutely continued on, taking Calista with him.

“My woman has never been this fragile!”

After he finished speaking, he decisively took her away.

“Jerk! I told you it's over between us. Now let go of me!”

Calista cursed all the way in the elevator. It was probably the most expressive she had ever been. She put up a solid front against Kallum, but behind her sharp demeanor, there was a sense of fear.

If I fall out with Kallum, would I really become his enemy?

Forced into the car, Calista's unease intensified, but soon after, Kallum entered and held her tightly.

The comforting embrace carried a fresh scent, yet he trembled slightly as he held her.

“Calm down!”

His breaths were quick and shallow, his voice gradually softening. “Calm down, okay? Can we go home?”

After being embraced, Calista actually fell silent. She didn't say a word, and in the end, simply closed her eyes.

“Callie...” There had never been a moment when Kallum felt she was so emotionally distant from him. He cautiously kissed her forehead, his expression filled with pain and helplessness.

“I understand you're feeling awful right now. Is there anything troubling you that I can help resolve? I've sought out the best psychologist. No matter what your fears are, we'll help you overcome them!”

“So, you think I'm mad now, assuming all my actions are because I've lost my mind?” Calista sneered, opening her eyes to look at him. “And yet, you're still sticking by a lunatic. I'm truly touched.”

“Callie!” At last, Kallum couldn't contain his anger any longer, glaring at her furiously.

“No way!” Kallum became even more adamant. “You must come with me!”

The principle he lived by was simple—wherever one fell down, one had to get back up. In essence, she had to face whatever she feared.

The car sped toward the outskirts, and as they drew closer, Calista's emotions transitioned from being all worked up to an increasing calmness, eventually settling into a sense of numbness.

“Tell me, what are you afraid of?”

What Kallum truly longed to know was the answer to the question. At the very least, it would enlighten him about his mistakes and what he had missed out.

Calista didn't respond. As the scenery became more and more familiar, she grew increasingly silent.

Having been reincarnated, she never once considered going back to that place. It was a nightmare she always tried to avoid. As such, she didn't seek revenge on those researchers, choosing instead to bury their faces along with those memories. Yet, Kallum forced her to relive the past, pushing her to confront her darkest memories.

“Calista, look at me...” Kallum couldn't bear her silence any longer. He gently held her chin, compelling her to meet his gaze.

“What are you afraid of? Just tell me. I'm your husband, the closest person to you in your life. I promised to protect you from all harm. You can trust me. Please, tell me what's hurting you, okay?”

Observing his shimmering eyes, Calista drew in a deep breath.

“What if I were to tell you that it was you who hurt me?”