Chapter 332 Do Not Rush This
âAll right, for the next few days, try to move as little as possible and keep your wound dry.â Calista understood deeply just how little Kallum cared for himself. âIf your wound reopens, I wonât let anyone baulage it for you, understand?â
âI understand,â Kallum replied obediently.
Calista looked quite relieved and showed a faint fatigue.
âThen, go to sleep.â
Once she finished speaking, she was the first to climb into the new bed. The two beds were separated only by a bedside table, a short distance that nevertheless caused Kallum to hesitate for quite some time.
He glanced at the large bed they usually slept in and then took a look at the newly arrived smaller bed. In the end, he lay down on the large bed.
After the lights had been turned off, only a warm yellow bedside lamp flickered. Lying on his side, Kallum looked at Calistaâs profile through its glow. For the first time, he felt the night was so cold and seemingly endless.
Tonight, he could still share a room with her. Despite the chill, at least he could see her as soon as he opened his eyes. But she would undoubtedly move out tomorrow, and by then, he wouldnât even be able to catch a glimpse of her.
His previously disregarded physical pain erupted, particularly around the heart area, where a dense, aching sensation was particularly pronounced.
He was desperate to change the current situation. The mere thought of not being able to see her face in the evenings, let alone hold her, left him feeling suffocated.
Calista was attempting to take back everything she had given him, one by one. He wouldnât allow it. He couldnât accept the cruel joke of gaining and then losing again.
The more he dwelled on it, the more upset he felt. The discomfort kept sleep at bay. It wasnât until midnight that he finally rose from the bed and sat at its edge.
He silently observed Calista, much like a beast lurking in the night. Deep within him, there was an undeniable desire to consume her.
In the end, he couldnât resist and found himself climbing onto Calistaâs bed. It was a small, single bed and once Kallum got on, it became quite cramped. He carefully lay on his side, yet he didnât feel.
uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, when he held her once again, he let out a soft sigh. Amazingly, his physical pain seemed to ebb away just like the tide.
He felt a pressing need to take action. There was no way he could simply let Calista move out and completely disappear from him.
When Calista woke up the next day, Kallum was already gone from the room.
She was so exhausted that she had slept deeply the night before.
During breakfast, Benedict arrived. In fact, he had intended to come the night before, but it was too late.
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Chapter 332 Do Not Rush This
he asked. âCallie, I heard youâre calling off the wedding?â
At that moment, only she and Benedict were in the dining room. She nodded absentmindedly as she ate her breakfast. âMhmâ
âWhy?â Benedict was thoroughly puzzled. âAnd was it because of a disagreement with Mr. Kallum that you suddenly ran away this time? Callie, I donât mean to scold you, but how could you just run off like that? You didnât even take your phone! Do you have any idea how worried we were?â
Reflecting on her past cowardly actions, where she had fled in panic, Calista frowned and shook her head. âIt wonât happen again.â
âIt better notâ¦â Seeing that she was unharmed, Benedict didnât say much else. âSo, whatâs the deal between you and Mr. Kallum?â
âIt just doesnât feel right.â
âWhat doesnât feel right?â
âOur backgrounds are incompatible. Iâm out of his league.â
Calistaâs response caught Benedict off guard. He stared at Calista, his face suddenly taking on a peculiar expression. Leaning in, he said in a hushed, secretive tone, âCallie, tell me honestly, did you⦠catch Mr. Kallum in bed with another woman? Is that why⦠If thatâs the case, call off the wedding!â
Calista choked for a moment, glaring at him. âWhat gave you such a bizarre idea?â
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âIsnât that so?â Benedict stroked his chin, unable to think of any other reason that could cause two people, who were in love, to suddenly turn against each other.
âIf the fault wasnât with Mr. Kallum, could it be you? Have you changed your mind?â
âDad!â Calista put down her spoon, her head aching. âI just donât think weâre a good fit for each other, thatâs all. Letâs end this discussion here and never bring it up again!â
Sensing Calistaâs firm tone, Benedict didnât dare to oppose her at that moment. He merely responded in a low voice, âYou better think this through. If you let go of such a great fiancé, in the end, itâs someone else whoâll be thrilled!â
Upon hearing the commotion, Wanda stepped in. She pulled Benedict aside, whispering, âBenedict, donât rush this! Callie is in a unique situation now. Donât pressure her. Kallum mentioned that she even had suicidal tendencies before, so we mustnât upset her! Postponing the wedding isnât a big deal. Kallum is committed. He wonât change his mind.â
Benedict was rather troubled by Calistaâs situation. âEverything was fine before⦠I donât know how it suddenly came to this, and Iâm unsure if it can get better in the future.â
âEverything will be all right. You go ahead with your work if youâre busy. Iâm about to take Callie to see the psychiatrist. This person is a renowned expert in the field. Both his personal and professional integrity is guaranteed.â
âI guess Iâll have to trouble you with Callie, then⦠Benedict felt he was rather irresponsible, but his capabilities were limited. Even a small company could keep him so busy that he really had no way to stay and help.