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Chapter 110 Mirabelle Is The Talk Of The Town He was trailed by Yelena and Quincy, who made it rather obvious that their visit wasn't merely to "check in on the sick." Calista felt the urge to speak, yet the sharp pain in her throat prevented any words from forming. She could do nothing but listen attentively to Benedict's chastising tone.
"I can't believe you, you know. You were supposed to be relaxing on vacation, and yet somehow you managed to get injured and tumble off a cliff? You absolutely scaredto death!" I fell off a cliff? The realization that Benedict was oblivious to her recent perilous adventures caused Calista to exhale a sigh of relief. The implications of anyone discovering her escapades in Lostaria were dire; it would make her a prtarget for any remaining villains, ending her peaceful days once and for all.
However, Quincy seemed less than sympathetic, her voice tinged with acrimony as she remarked, "You're finally awake. Had you slept any longer, Mr. Kallum would have surely ended up with someone else!" Calista fixed Quincy with a piercing stare, her eyes ablaze with intensity.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Quincy! Stop spouting such nonsense, your sister has just awakened!" Benedict interjected with a tone of concern.
Yet, it was evident that Quincy was agitated. Far from holding back, she only raised her voice further.
"Am I really speaking nonsense? It's the talk of the town! Everyone is buzzing about how enamored Mirabelle is. Despite Lostaria being at war, she rushed to see Mr. Kallum as soon as she got back. And when Mr. Kallum got injured, she was the only one allowed to care for him, no one else was permitted near him. If that doesn't tell you something, what will?" A sudden stab of pain pierced Calista's heart.
"You said... Mirabelle went to... Lostaria?" Calista's voice was raspy and strained, each word carefully enunciated.
"Exactly! Just a week ago, Mirabelle went to Lostaria! Then she returned alongside Mr. Kallum! Now, with Mr. Kallum injured, she's the one tending to him. I'm telling you, your fiancée title is in jeopardy!" "Quincy!" Benedict exclaimed, attempting to halt her tirade.
But it was too late for Calista.
Seven days prior, the very day she had been captured and when Kallum had abandoned her. Had he left her to fend for herself against life-threatening dangers while he was romancing Mirabelle? This thought had scarcely crossed her mind when suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Kallum betrayed me! Once this idea took root, Calista found herself grappling with a depth of hatred she had never known; a bitterness that even surpassed the resentment she harbored toward Quincy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHow could he letdown? "Callie!" Benedict cried out in shock. He quickly summoned a doctor. The doctor arrived promptly, first ensuring that all the relatives were ushered out before he began to examine Calista, carefully wiping away the blood. Calista sank back onto the bed, and in that brief respite, her thoughts regained a semblance of clarity.
No, something must have been overlooked. Kallum isn't one to play games. He's forthright, driven by his likes 10 dislikes, and exceedingly 1.n tenacious. He pursuedso relentlessly before, and I find it hard to believe that his feelings could've shifted so abruptly. Perhaps there's something I'm unaware of...
Regardless, I'm sure I'll find out the truth once I confront him! "Ms. Stafford, your current condition is quite precarious. We urge you to steer clear of any severe emotional disturbances. Should you fail to comply, your condition might deteriorate further, complicating our efforts to assist you," the doctor advised with a stern tone. Calista looked at him, her icy gaze briefly causing the doctor to falter, a rare occurrence in his career.
"I understand," she responded, her voice still hoarse but significantly steadier than before. "Thank you, Doctor. I will cooperate fully with the treatment." She shifted her gaze away, allowing the doctor to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling as though he had narrowly averted a crisis. He promptly gave sinstructions, left a nurse in charge, and made a hasty exit.
Calista cast a puzzled look at them. Why do I sense this eerie feeling of being feared?