Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 419

Suddenly filled with regret, Calista closed her eyes and said, “You don't need to console me anymore. I'm the cause of over a hundred people getting infected, which led to panic across the country. I understand the severity of this situation. If only I had been more careful...”

Upon seeing her thoughts, Wanda felt a mix of amusement and despair, “Callie, if we're going by that logic, then I should primarily blame Kallum. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have caught the infection and we wouldn't be in today's predicament.”

Calista opened her mouth to speak, but Wanda cut her off, “Nobody wished for such a situation to occur, but solving it takes priority. Your intentions have always been good, and you've done so much already. There's really no need to be overly hard on yourself.”

After Wanda finished speaking, Silas added, “You've done very well.”

Benedict rubbed his nose and said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice, “I admit I was wrong in this matter too. I sent Yelena away as soon as I got home. Callie, could you please not be mad at me?”

Calista hadn't expected that they wouldn't blame her. The enormity of the crisis that the Fairchild family was currently facing was obvious. Benedict even had egg whites on him, which clearly indicated that he had also fought his way out of the office building. She had brought such a huge trouble, and yet, these people weren't blaming her at all.

“All right; stop overthinking. I'll get you cleaned up. Take some time to rest properly.”

“With the situation being so tense, how could I possibly rest now?” Calista said flatly.

Wanda couldn't help but give her a playful glare. “Being fully prepared will not delay one's job but quicken the process. If you don't rest well, how will you have the energy to deal with the side effects of the antiserum?”

As she spoke, she ushered Calista toward the bathroom. “Come on! This time, I'll bathe you!”

Calista was injured, so she indeed couldn't manage to wash herself.

Stripped naked and seated in the bath, Calista was still somewhat dazed. Why has my world, which I have perceived as harsh and cruel, suddenly become so gentle and forgiving?

She had grown accustomed to her solitude, to the schemes and exclusion of others. But now, it was as if she had suddenly fallen from a cold, monochrome space into a vibrant, brightly colored one. It was like the colorful bubbles in the bath, the warm, misty steam, and Wanda's caring hand gently landing on her back.

Calista was incredibly tense as she became acutely aware of her surroundings. The unusual warmth enveloped her, leaving her feeling out of place. It felt as if she didn't quite belong. Suddenly, Wanda gave Calista's waist a gentle squeeze.

“What are you thinking about?”

Snapping back to reality, a swift blush spread across Calista's face.

In a state of utter confusion, she had allowed Wanda to bathe her.

Considering the fact that she was injured, it seemed somewhat justifiable for things to be this way. However, it still felt rather weird.

Wanda was secretly amazed at how great Calista's skin looked. It was tender, fair, and elastic. Kallum sure is a lucky man!