Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 266 His Feeble Side

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.

He was seated on the bed for a quarter of an hour when suddenly, he swept everything off the desk onto the floor. Then, due to a surge of pain in his body, he curled up on the carpet.

The viciousness of the K Virus lay in

the fact that the pain intensified over

time. He was human, after all. Although Kallum could endure, the

endurance only amplified his suffering. Hence, when Calista was

Event

not looking, he would silently

his pain, just like he was doing now.

"Callie! Calista!"

As Kallum harked back to the night he and Calista were set up, his distress and regret intensified. Why did I do such a thing in the first place? Could I really go to such extremes when I truly despised someone? He felt like he was losing his mind.

Separated from Kallum by the door, Calista contemplated whether or not to knock.

She was originally sharing a room with Kallum, but his sudden departure left her feeling lost. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to follow him. Seeing the door closed, she hesitated again. Then, she heard the sound of something shattering inside. Startled, she quickly opened the

door and entered. "Kallum?"

Kallum had knocked over a small tea table, causing shards of glass to scatter across the floor. Overwhelmed by discomfort, his leg was cut by the broken glass as he thrashed, staining the carpet with fresh blood. Calista attempted to assist him but was stopped by Kallum's outstretched hand. "Don't move!"

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 Ke 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?