Her Rebirth of Retribution

As he spoke, he pumped the pressure pump and water gushed out instantly, finally allowing Calista to continue.

After a moment of hesitation, she decided to remove the bath towel wrapped around her chest.

There were no partitions, no cover. If Kallum were to turn around, he would be able to see her in her entirety. A very unfamiliar sense of restraint caused Calista to frown. It seemed as if from the moment Kallum blew up the research center today, something had also collapsed within her heart, giving rise to countless complex emotions. It was an experience she had never had since her reincarnation, as if the world had become more real.

Kallum's emotions grew more complex. The night was supposed to be his hardest time, but being in this bathroom, he didn't find it unbearable at all. However, when he inhaled the steam mingled with her body scent, his face burned.

He knew he shouldn't, but those enchanting thoughts wouldn't stop swirling in his mind, especially when he considered the idea of Calista leaving. That desire suddenly intensified, as if only by claiming her, could he prevent her from leaving. Should I possess her and win her over so that she'll become obedient and never leave again?

Suddenly, warmth surged in Kallum's heart. It was as if the entire bathroom had heated up, an invisible tension twining between the two of them. From Calista's perspective, the muscles on Kallum's back were taut, as if he would pounce on her any moment. Feeling the looming threat, Calista hastened her shower. As she stood to dry off, a wave of dizziness struck her, a result of days without proper nourishment. She let out a cry of pain and her body swayed.

The moment Kallum heard Calista's voice, he turned around. Seeing Calista looking as if she was about to faint, he rushed over to catch her without a second thought. However, due to his leg condition, he ended up being pulled into the bathtub by Calista instead. Water splashed around as Kallum pressed down on Calista. He was completely drenched.

Upon coming into contact with water, Calista was instantly roused from her daze. To her surprise, she found herself stark naked and held tightly in Kallum's arms. A wave of inexplicable anger washed over her. "Did you do this on purpose?"

After all, how could Kallum possibly not be able to hold her back? For a moment, Calista couldn't think of any other reason besides this one.

Kallum was at a loss for words. A few days ago, he had injured his leg. Although it had been properly bandaged, the wound had reopened due to his rapid running today. He hadn't felt much discomfort earlier, but suddenly, his injured leg had started throbbing with pain. Otherwise, he certainly wouldn't have been brought down by Calista.

Visibly upset, Calista gave him a push. It wasn't that she had never been seen by Kallum. Throughout the past year of their constant companionship, had it not been for Kallum's illness that deterred him from touching her, they would have had countless close encounters. Before, she had never felt anything like this. But today, she was utterly overwhelmed. The moment he embraced her, every inch of her exposed skin felt a cold shiver.

"Stop looking!"

Seeing how Kallum's gaze seemed to be glued to her, Calista finally lost her temper in embarrassment and pushed him away.

A bitter taste filled Kallum's mouth. It wasn't that he wanted to look, but he was a normal man, after all.

Before, it was understandable that he couldn't touch her, but even now, it was still off-limits. The last time he was intimate with Calista, which was also their first time, was two years ago. He truly had unspoken grievances.

However, knowing that Calista was not in a state to handle any shocks at the moment, Kallum obediently stood up. But his injured leg jerked suddenly as if acting against him.

He had risen halfway, but then he heavily slumped back down, his hand landing somewhere it shouldn't have. At this, Calista's eyes were brimming with anger, turning red. "Kallum... You!"

She had wanted to embarrass and accuse him of taking advantage of her when she noticed a patch of water had turned red, and the source was Kallum's knee. Only then did Calista suddenly remember that Kallum had injured his leg a few days ago. He must have to the wound open by running so fast today. But because he was wearing black trousers, no one had noticed.

Upon realizing he hadn't done it on purpose, Calista calmed back down. However, she still shot Kallum a glare. "Close your eyes!"

At that moment, Kallum was still reeling from the touch he had just experienced. He had just touched Callie's chest.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

He closed his eyes and his face flushed even more. Calista seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. She huffed and quickly got out of the bathtub.

The enticing scent and supple form of the woman brushed against him, sending electric jolts through every point of contact. Kallum was tempted to explore this sensation further, but his rational mind told him that now was not the time.

Yes, now's not the right time!

Calista was about to rise, but her long hair was pinned down by Kallum, causing her to accidentally slip back into the bathtub. This time, she could no longer hold back her anger. "Kallum, can you honestly say you didn't do that on purpose?"

Kallum wasn't able to hear much of that. Earlier, in order to support her and prevent her from hitting her head, he had ended up cradling the back of her head with one hand. His upper body was pressed tightly against hers, and his heart was

pounding fiercely, as if it was about to leap out of his throat.

When Calista, deviating from her usual indifference, glared at him, she was more vibrant than ever before.

Kallum looked lost and bewildered. His hair was damp from the water, clinging to his forehead, and his shirt was tightly adhered to his well-toned body.