Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 391

“Aunt Wanda, it's been a long time since I've been home. I want to go back and stay for a few days.”

The moment she spoke, the previously harmonious atmosphere at the dining table became awkward.

Just as Wanda was about to speak, her husband swiftly pulled her back.

Hold your tongue. Can't you see your son has already lost his temper?

With a fork tightly clamped in his hand, Kallum asked, “You want to go home?”

Fairchild Manor is her home. She's clearly planning to run away from home!

Calista didn't respond. She didn't even look at him. Her eyes were solely fixed on Wanda.

Sensing a tension brewing at the dinner table, Wanda swallowed hard and whispered, “Why do you want to go back all of a sudden? This is also your home, isn't it? Did something happen that made you upset?”

Calista stole a glance at Kallum. She couldn't use her hands now and was constantly carried around by Kallum every day. She felt upset all the time.

However, she was incredibly aloof as she said, “No. It's just been a long time since I've spent quality time with my dad. I suddenly miss him a lot.”

Upon hearing that Calista was merely missing her father, Wanda found it to be a natural sentiment. She smiled and said, “You're right. After your dad's divorce, he never found someone else. He must be quite lonely. How about this? Tomorrow, you—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Silas interrupted her with a playful nudge, “Honey, you haven't taken your medicine today. Are you feeling a tightness in your chest? Let's go take your medicine!”

Then, he took Wanda by the hand and they left.

Calista's eyes widened. She quietly turned to look at Kallum's face. The sight was too much to bear. He scoffed coldly, throwing his fork onto the plate with a loud clang.

“Trying to shake me off, aren't you? You seem rather eager.” Kallum scrutinized her.

Even though she shouldn't have, Calista actually felt nervous at that moment.

“I'm not a criminal!”

“Oh?” Kallum rose from his seat and moved to the other side. With a casual bend of his legs, he perched himself right on the dining table. His arms were crossed over his chest as he looked down at her with a commanding gaze. “Why don't you tell me, how come someone who hasn't bothered to call her dad even once in a year or two suddenly wants to reminisce about old times with him? Or should I say, reminiscing is just an excuse, and you're trying to avoid me?”

Calista opened her mouth to speak, but before she could utter a word, Kallum silenced her with a single finger pressed against her lips.

Calista felt a sense of danger.

“You're still not well. It's not good for you to be running around. Whatever it is, wouldn't it be better to wait until you've fully recovered?”

Calista hesitated for a moment, struggling desperately as if on the brink of death.

“Nothing will go wrong if I just stay at home and don't go out.”

Kallum chuckled amiably.

“No!”

No?

In a split second, Calista came up with the perfect excuse.

“I... want to go to the laboratory. I just thought of something really useful!”

“That's a good excuse.” Kallum looked at her in surprise. “I didn't expect your lies to be so convincing. As it happens, I can't sleep. Shall we take a walk together?”

Calista felt a headache coming on. She moved to close the door. “Forget it, whatever it is can be discussed with Old Mr. Yancey tomorrow... I'm off to bed now. Goodnight...”

“Wait!” Kallum propped the door open, arching his eyebrows. “I think you're trying to run away.”

“No, I'm not...”

“Calista, do you really think you can fool me?”

When Kallum suddenly called her name, Calista felt a bit guilty. “So, what do you want?”

Forcibly, Kallum made his way in. “I want to sleep with you, of course.”

Before Calista could utter a word, she was abruptly hoisted up by Kallum and tossed onto the bed.

“What are you doing?”

Her hands were still bandaged, limiting what she could do. She could only resist using her legs.