Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 132 They Are Noncontagious

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 replace 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 replaceing the experience both sweet and fulfilling.

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

He methodically ate his meal, yet his gaze was fixed on Calista. He had no desire to hurt her, but his yearning to claim her grew stronger with each passing day.

He was terrified that he would lose control one day and end up hurting her.

He couldn't be so selfish.

As the days went by, Mirabelle had been lying low ever since she caused a stir. After Calista had taught Quincy and Yelena a memorable lesson, they had been behaving themselves. Even the Langley family wasn't exempted.

The same went for the Wolford

family. Sterling was severely

swindled on a land purchase deal, which led to a capital flow issue, leaving him swamped. When Kallum found out Calista was kidnapped in Lostària and the Wolford family was behind it, he directed all his anger toward them.

Several significant collaborations had fallen through, exacerbating the capital flow issue. However, that was only the beginning.

After several confrontations, it was common knowledge throughout Horington that the Wolfords and the Fairchilds were sworn enemies.

Under those circumstances, the Fairchild family held a banquet to announce Calista as their goddaughter.

The news came like a bolt out of the blue.

Benedict was uncertain whether to feel joy or worry upon hearing the news.

Yelena's mind began to race. The socialites who hesitated to act due to Kallum's engagement could finally show off their prowess. Even Mirabelle assumed Kallum didn't like Calista and wanted to call off the

engagement, while Wanda adopting Calista as her goddaughter was only a form of compensation.

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.