Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 315

I did mention it before, didn't I?” Benedict remarked with a hint of uncertainty, his eyebrows knitting together in a frown. “After the initial adjustment, Callie seemed to settle well into her new persona...”

“Yet, something else must have set her off that day,” he pondered aloud.

Kallum, trying to remain composed, cast his eyes downward, lost in contemplation. He was unable to pinpoint what exactly had distressed her. Moreover, the remarks she had uttered just before disappearing were oddly unsettling, suggesting she had experienced something unknown to him.

Such mysteries were not uncommon in their interactions; Callie always seemed to be holding back secrets. Kallum, respecting her privacy, had never pressed her for more information. But now, it appeared that all the hidden truths were surfacing.

“Whether it's a mental illness or something else entirely, my only goal is to locate her,” he expressed, exhaustion evident as he massaged his temples. “Mom, could you please ensure that the best psychiatrist is available for her?”

“Of course...” Wanda murmured, her expression filled with concern. Torn between her son and her daughter-in-law, whom she loved like her own daughter, she was deeply troubled.

Wanda was pained by the thought that Calista might be suffering from mental issues, yet she had always managed her role as a mother impeccably. Calista had devoted herself fully to their well-being, yet somehow, they had overlooked her struggles. It was only now becoming clear that something was seriously wrong.

But where was Calista now?

The Fairchild family had broadcasted an appeal across all prestigious families, offering a substantial reward for any information regarding Calista's whereabouts. This even tempted those who normally opposed the Fairchilds to consider revealing her location for the right price.

Still, she remained elusive. Where could Calista possibly be hiding?

Inside a modest condominium, Wyatt offered a bottle of water to Calista, his features betraying a mixture of emotions. “Are you really not going back?” he inquired gently.

Wyatt had stumbled upon Calista by the roadside, feverish and delirious. Initially, his plan was to rush her to the hospital, but when she fiercely resisted and bit him, he had no choice but to bring her to his apartment instead.

There, he had administered a significant amount of antipyretic to reduce her fever and had taken several days off work to care for her. He regularly alcohol to her forehead to help bring the fever down physically. Eventually, Calista regained consciousness, but she remained distant and uncommunicative, seemingly holding a grudge against him.

Respecting her apparent wishes, Wyatt decided against forcing her to return home.