Chapter 130 I Will Do It
Right then, Kallum took the pen from her.
âYou donât know how? Let me teach you then!â
Kallum laughed arrogantly as if there was nothing in the world that
uld ever stump him.
Calista remained defiantsâAll right then. Teach me.â
She handed him the textbook, her disbelief evident. She was sure that Kallum hadnât practiced such things for years. If her memory, which was excellent, had failed her, then there was no way he could remember.
To her surprise, he really did remember.
Pointing at the problem, Kallum slowly said, âYouâve calculated this coordinateâs value incorrectly. I recall
that thisâ¦.
He explained each point with composure, clearly breaking down the problem at hand, and wrote out every key learning point encompassed by the problem. His handwriting was pleasing to the eye, whether it was letters or numbers, each stroke exuded a bold elegance. It was just like his personalityâconspicuous yet impossible to dislike.
At first, Calista couldnât deny her confusion, but gradually, she found herself getting lost in the discourse. During that dayâs lecture, it felt as if she was listening to gibberish. However, Kallum patiently guided her, breaking down the complex concepts, and allowing her to gradually grasp the essence of the lesson.
There was no denying it, Kallum was indeed quite clever.
In truth, he was far more than just intelligent.
In her early years under her stepmotherâs care, Calista always kept a low profile. Consistently being at the top of her class wasnât something she would ordinarily strive for. However, ever since the time Mrs. Fairchild mentioned that Kallum always ranked first, the idea took root in her mind. It seemed as if, by doing so, she could be a little closer to him.
After all those years, ranking first seemed to have become an obsession of hers.
âAre you zoning out?â Kallum frowned, his violet eyes filled with displeasure as they bored into Calistaâs. That was the first time he had ever been so patient in explaining something to someone.
Regaining her composure, Calista gave him an inscrutable glance, firmly stating, âNo.â
âHow do you solve this problem then?â
His question was only greeted with silence.
âI just explained three solutions to this problem. Surely you didnât miss all of them?â Kallum raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
With a snap, Calista closed the book, her face stern as she declared, âIâve got it already!â
âIs that so?â A hint of amusement danced in Kallumâs eyes. âHow about I give you a similar question to test what youâve learned?â
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Calista looked at Kallurnâs somewhat smug expression, which triggered a sudden annoyance.
She gave him a quick onceâover, her tone strictly professional as she questioned, âHave you finished reading the documents? Have you completed the required exercises? How far along are we with todayâs
treatment?â
Kallum could not be fooled. He knew she was trying to change the subject. âWeâre talking about your
studies now-
âYou havenât even finished your tasks. What gives you the right to boss me around?â
Calista raised her delicate chin, giving him a defiant look. Itâs just one problem after all. I can always go through the book of solutions to learn it.
Kallum suddenly laughed. For some reason, he found it incredibly endearing to see embarrassment under Calistaâs cold facade.
Seeing Kallum laugh, Calista felt even worse. Why has Kallumâs character improved after getting sick? No matter what tantrums I throw or what harsh words I say, his reactions are just so odd. Looks like my only option is to play my trump card.
She glanced at her wristwatch.
âToday is the third day. Itâs time for me to give you an acupuncture. Take off your clothes.â
Calista issued an order. Sure enough, Kallum hesitated for a moment before displaying a peculiar expression.
When Kallum was in love, he was indeed passionate. However, his passion was not exhibited through physical exposure. When Calista requested him to fully undress and lie on his stomach for the acupuncture treatment, he found the situation awkward. After all, he was deeply in love with that woman, and to be open and transparent with each other was truly exciting.
Thus, in fear of embarrassing himself, it was inevitable that Kallum felt somewhat awkward.
However, his pride prevented him from showing any signs of it, though there were still subtle indications. For instance, during the acupuncture session, he hardly spoke a word, and his entire body was tense as if he was facing a formidable adversary.
Calista subtly curled her lips, âWell, arenât you going to undress? Or do you need me to do it for you? Itâs not like I havenât seen it all before. Thereâs nothing new.â
Her provocative words made Kallumâs ears turn red. He narrowed his eyes and huffed, saying, âSo, that means youâre quite pleased with my physique. Otherwise, you wouldnât remember it so vividly.â
That night from months ago remained fresh in their memories. They couldnât recall their feelings at that time, but every time they thought about it, a subtle wave of emotions would surprisingly spread.
Calista didnât bother wasting words with him. She stood by the bed, arms crossed over her chest, watching him. âDo you really want me to get involved?â
âNo! Iâll do it myself!â
Kallum glanced at her, unable to utter the words to ask her to look away. Yet, under her gaze, his body involuntarily tensed up. Her eyes were cold, but wh
Her eyes were cold, but wh they landed on him, they could scorch his entire
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body. It was no exaggeration to say that if she looked at him a few more times, he would get aroused.
Luckily, his lower body was covered by the blanket and he would be getting the treatment with his back facing upward.
His slender fingers worked on the buttons of his shirt. At which button will Calista finally turn her head?
Meanwhile, Calista kept her arms crossed over her chest while watching him. There was a look in her eyes that perhaps even she didnât fully understand.
The autumn breeze, carrying a hint of peony fragrance, swept in. Warm sunlight bathed over Kallum as if cloaking him in a halo. His slender fingers skillfully undid each button. His movements were unhurried, exuding natural elegance.
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