Her Rebirth of Retribution

"W-What's going on?" In the past, Calista was a very reserved person and rarely got this close to her. Feeling confused, Wanda directed a puzzled look toward Kallum.

Kallum gave his head a shake and said, "Mom, aren't you supposed to take Callie to meet someone?"

"Huh? Oh, yes! Callie, you should rest first. I will take you to meet a friend tomorrow, okay?"

Calista speculated that Wanda was taking her to see a psychiatrist. A hint of resistance stirred within her, but faced with Wanda's expectant gaze, she found herself unable to voice any objections. "All right."

Upon seeing her agree, Wanda was indeed quite pleased. However, the conversation took a sudden turn when Calista added, "But could you arrange another room for me? I-I don't want to share a room with Kallum." Calista's words elicited a variety of reactions from those present. Concealing the bitterness in his heart, Kallum told Wanda to step away first.

Kallum walked over to Calista, feeling somewhat exasperated as he said, "It's really late, so why bother with all this fuss? How about we just add another bed to the room? I haven't been able to sleep for days now."

Calista was very hesitant about it, but she was genuinely exhausted, and moreover, she was a bit apprehensive about speaking with Kallum, so she decided to stay silent.

Just like that, Kallum, who claimed not to want any fuss, still caused quite a stir by moving a bed in. This was certainly more troublesome than simply arranging a new room for Calista.

Previously, Calista didn't feel anything unusual. After all, she and Kallum had shared even more intimate moments together. Sharing a room or even bathing together didn't stir any emotions within her, but things were different now.

She furrowed her brows as her emotions were in turmoil. Yet, she didn't hesitate at all in doing what needed to be done.

Kallum, who was pretending to review some documents, let out a sigh of relief. Recently, he had to be extremely careful not to do anything that might upset her.

The reason why Calista is feeling flustered right now is merely because I had unexpectedly obliterated her nightmare before, causing her a certain amount of distress. If she were given time to calm down, she would still remember the things I had done to her in the previous life...This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

The mere thought of that gave Kallum a headache. There was an old saying that children often had to suffer for their parents' sins, but in his case, Kallum found himself paying the price for things he hadn't even done. It was truly unjust. While Calista was halfway through showering, the water suddenly stopped.

She was somewhat baffled. In Fairchild Manor, which had a water circulation system, the idea of water outage was simply unthinkable. Yet, it had indeed happened.

She repeatedly tried to make a call using the bathroom's internal line, but the line was always busy. Left with no other choice, she could only turn to Kallum for help.

Seeing Calista emerge swiftly, Kallum was somewhat puzzled. She hadn't even dried her hair and was merely wrapped in a bath towel, her fair skin largely exposed. He couldn't help but swallow, his eyes flickering as he asked, "What's wrong?" Calista scrutinized Kallum's expression. Upon noting that he didn't seem to be pretending, she figured it could indeed be an unexpected situation.

"The bathroom's water supply was cut off," she stated coldly.

"Huh? How could that be?" Kallum exclaimed, finding the situation

almost unbelievable. At that moment, someone knocked on the door, and from outside, Wanda's

somewhat apologetic voice could be heard.

"Kallum, hold off on showering for now. There's an issue with the water pressure in the water circulation system. It requires manual pumping to get the water flowing again." Calista noticed the sticky foam on her body and couldn't help but ask, "How do I manually pump water?"

A commotion echoed from outside the door, as if someone was exclaiming, "We did it!"

After a while, Wanda, feigning calmness, said, "Kallum should know where the pressure pump is. I have some things to take care of, so you two should get some rest soon!" After Wanda finished speaking, she left.

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At this point, there was no way Kallum wouldn't be able to understand their intentions. Even though the pressure pump was in the bathroom, it was located a bit from the bathtub's shower head. Moreover, it had to be continuously pumped for water to flow. In other words, if Calista wanted to finish her shower smoothly, someone would have to go in and pump it for her continuously.

This really seemed like an idea Wanda would have come up with.

After hearing Kallum's explanation, Calista seemed to have also deduced Wanda's intentions.

It must have been because they knew she wanted to annul the marriage, so they were intentionally trying to create an opportunity for them.

She presumed that even if she sought help from the servants, they would likely claim that they didn't have the time to assist her.

Calista was somewhat agitated, her

emotional state was still far from

calm, especially facing such a situation. Yet she couldn't express her anger. After all, it was her who had unreasonably called off the marriage first. The fact that Wanda didn't blame her was already a display of utmost kindness and

understanding.

After a moment's hesitation, Calista quickly glanced at Kallum and asked, "Would you come in and help me?"

Kallum suddenly stood up, his eyes clearly revealing a sense of surprise and delight.

"All right... I mean, sure. I won't look at you."

With an expression that was difficult to put into words, Calista once again entered the bathroom.

Kallum hesitated for a moment before stepping in. It could have been an illusion, but despite the bathroom's spaciousness, the moment Kallum entered, Calista felt an overwhelming sense of pressure.

He stood tall and was clad in a well-tailored casual shirt, seemingly at a loss as he watched her.

Calista had always believed she had long lost any sense of modesty, yet facing him, impeccably dressed as he was, she found herself unexpectedly reluctant to let go of her bath towel.

In the midst of the rising steam, Kallum's ears were slightly red. He turned around very slowly and said in a hoarse voice, "Go ahead and wash up. I won't look."