Her Rebirth of Retribution

matter for her if she truly wishes to form a connection with someone."

"If she can recognize her own situation and not isolate herself, then her life will still be relatively normal. However, if she can't make an effort to integrate into society, life will be quite tough for her. But Ms. Stafford is clearly a clever woman. It will undoubtedly be a simple "So... based on what you're saying, Callie's mental issues aren't severe? But Kallum mentioned that Callie has even shown suicidal tendencies these past few days!"

"We'll have to ask Mr. Kallum about that," Wilbur said. "Generally speaking, it's extremely difficult to emotionally distress someone who is hyper-rational because they often lack empathy. Yet, the idea that Ms. Stafford was provoked to the point of contemplating suicide by some matter suggests only one possibility-that this matter is related to her. Moreover, the fact that it could elicit such a strong reaction from her, who has already become numb, indicates that this matter is definitely beyond what an ordinary person can endure. The blow it dealt is devastating. If you know anything, Mr. Kallum, it's best if you tell me. It will be of great assistance in devising a treatment plan. Of course, I'm also very curious as to what could instigate such a suicidal desire in a hyper-rational person. It must be something truly terrifying."

Kallum, of course, couldn't possibly reveal the truth. He merely stated, "Your duty is to help me soothe her emotions..."

He paused for a moment and furrowed his brows. "Currently, due to a certain incident, she has some misunderstandings about me. I hope when you communicate with her, you can help her unravel her feelings toward me. After all, she and I are engaged. Can you manage that? As for her secrets, if you're capable, you can ask her yourself."

"Helping her is my sole purpose for being here. Mr. Kallum, you can rest assured that I will do everything in my power to support her emotionally."

Seeing that Kallum didn't want to talk, Wilbur didn't press him further. However, his curiosity about Calista had peaked. The fact that Calista could stay composed and hyper-rational in the face of situations unbearable for most people indicated that she had a much tougher life and was far stronger than he had initially imagined.

Given the circumstances, it seemed fitting to consider her situation as a new subject for study. After all, even though she was not one for pretenses, she was indeed an intriguing individual.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Meanwhile, Kallum was rather anxious. If Calista didn't have any significant emotional issues and was instead very rational, fully aware of gains and losses, wouldn't this prove that her decision regarding him wasn't made impulsively? Then, what should he do to win her heart back?

He couldn't come up with a solution no matter how hard he tried. By nightfall, as expected, Calista had indeed moved to another room to sleep.

Compared to yesterday, she was much calmer today. Just like before, she was always very clear about what she wanted to do, and it was unchangeable.

Given Kallum's pride, he simply couldn't bring himself to beg her to stay. Hence, he had no choice but to watch her move out.

On the first night without Calista, Kallum found it incredibly hard to bear. He was desperate for a solution, while on the other hand, Calista started having nightmares.

Somewhere along the line, Calista realized that she had grown accustomed to needing someone by her side to fall asleep. It turned out that a year was indeed long enough to form such a habit.

Regardless, she had always stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, around three or four, before she could sleep. As soon as she fell asleep, nightmares began to plague her.

In her dream, it was bitterly cold and the housekeeper had once again refused to help her with the laundry. This put her, a girl not yet twelve, in a difficult position. Prior to this, her grandmother had always done her laundry. Strictly speaking, apart from helping her grandmother tidy up and sweep the floor, she had never done any household chores before.

Back then, when she was new and unfamiliar with her surroundings, she was quite afraid of Yelena's somewhat stern face. Despite her fear, she approached Yelena to complain. In her presence, Yelena summoned the housekeeper and questioned, "Why didn't you wash Calista's clothes?"

The housekeeper dramatically exclaimed, "Mrs. Stafford, the heater in the bathroom is broken. I'm getting on in years. Doing laundry in these conditions would be the death of me. Besides, there's no hot water left, and it's minus five degrees out there!"

After her performance, she sneered,

"Didn't Ms. Calista come from the mountains? Given the harsh

conditions there, she should be quite adept at doing chores in this kind of weather. Why is it that even a few pieces of clothing need to be

washed by others? Or is it that she's

become delicate since coming

home? Mrs. Stafford, this isn't a

good habit. You shouldn't encourage it."

Yelena's lips curled up into a

malicious smirk. She looked down at Calista, who was holding her dirty clothes. "Rosalyn, you have a point. You've been with us for so long. We can't let you do all the work. Besides, a twelve-year-old child should learn to be independent. We don't believe in spoiling children in our household. So, Rosalyn, why don't you supervise Calista as she washes the clothes? We wouldn't want her to develop a lazy habit at such a young age. And remember, the heater in the bathroom is broken. There's no hot water, and I suspect the power

might be out too. Looks like the

washing machine won't even work."

"Ah, yes, yes, I know," the chubby Rosalyn responded, breaking into a smile so wide that her eyes nearly disappeared. However, when she faced Calista, a fierce glint flashed within her narrowed eyes. "Ms. Calista, please understand. Mr. Stafford doesn't come home often, and as the eldest daughter of the house, it's best if you behave and learn to stand on your own two feet!"