Chapter 369 It Tastes Terrible
Recalling how Kallum had looked, utterly drained after the painful serum injection earlier today, Calista furrowed her brows. In the end, she closed her eyes.
Iâll let it slide this time, but next time, I must set clear boundaries with him.
Feeling Calistaâs body gradually relaxing, Kallum slowly opened his eyes, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
When Calista suddenly injected him with the antiserum, a wave of intense pain surged through Kallum, igniting a desire to roar and tear apart the world. Yet, simply because their fingers were intertwined, he astonishingly managed to endure the agony. At that moment, he also came to a sudden realization.
He had never once considered letting her go.
Even when they argued, even when unpleasant incidents occurred, even when they were facing countless difficulties, deep down, no matter how harsh his words were, he still considered her his and his alone.
So, since he couldnât let go, he decided to hold on tighter. Forget about dignity and all that. My wife is about to leave him. Can dignity keep me warm at night?
When Calista woke up again, it was already the middle of the night. Hunger had roused her from her sleep, but so had the heat. At some point, Kallum had pulled her close, their bodies pressing together under the covers. Calista felt herself breaking out in a sweat.
Seeing Kallum taking advantage of her once again. Calista bit back her irritation. Considering it was late at night, and she didnât want to cause too much commotion, she gently moved Kallumâs hand away. It took a considerable amount of effort for her to free herself.
âWhere are you going?â Just as Calista was about to leave, Kallum immediately stopped pretending to be asleep and quickly sat up.
Calista gestured toward the outside. âIâm heading to the kitchen to whip up some food.â
âJust have the housekeeper do it
Calista shook his head. âItâs three in the morning now. Letâs not bother anyone.â
Kallum then got up from bed. âAll right. Iâll go with you.â
âYou canât cook, can you?â
âWho said so?â Kallum raised an eyebrow. Although he had never cooked before, who was to say he couldnât handle something as simple as cooking?
âCanât I lend a hand? Besides, Iâm also hungry.â
Only then did Calista compromise. Instead of heading to the main house, they rummaged for food in the small kitchen of the laboratory! However, the refrigerator was nearly empty. Left with no other choice, Calista pulled out some pasta,
âIt seems Iâll have to settle for pasta with fried egg.â
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found himself idly watching Calista as she cooked. Observing her skillfully fry the eggs, Kallum, who initially wasnât very hungry, gradually found his stomach growling.
As she lifted the lid off the pot, the warm steam from the kitchen enveloped her, seemingly chasing away the chill from her body in an instant. Her delicate profile and the slight upward curve of her lips made Kallum suddenly avert his gaze, feeling even more âhungry.â
One could say that he had been hungry for a very long time.
âDo you
cook often?â Kallum asked, trying to divert his attention. Seeing her adeptness, he couldnât help but inquire.
Since Kallum had discovered her secret, Calista didnât bother to hide it anymore. She casually mentioned, âWhen I was alone in the past, I used to cook for myself.â
Kallum blinked, his lips curving into a smile. âSo⦠Am I your first customer?â
Calista tilted her head in thought. âNo, Iâve done the same for Wyatt before.â
Kallum had a good memory. He instantly recalled the last time he went to see Calista. He had noticed two bowls of pasta on Wyattâs desk. Could it be that they were made by Calista?
He was initially quite cheerful, but his mood soured abruptly. As he looked at the nearly prepared pasta, he suddenly started to act like a spoiled guy.
âI don
want to eat pasta anymore!â
Calista gave him a puzzled look, firmly stating, âNo.â
âWhy?â
âI donât like to waste,â she said, dividing the pasta evenly. Pointing to the larger bowl, she added, âIfy you donât finish this, donât expect me to make you anything else.â
Kallum raised his eyebrows slightly at her. âSo, youâre saying you want to cook for me in the future?â
Calista shot him a sidelong glance, carrying her bowl of pasta as she made to leave. However, Kallum blocked her path. His tall figure stood in her way, radiating an air of confidence. His eyes were filled with a bright, cheerful smile.
âFirst, answer this. If I finish eating, will you still cook for me in the future?â
Calista frowned. âDonât you have housekeepers?â
âI was just kidding,â said Kallum. Suddenly, he leaned down and pecked her lips, quickly murmuring. âI canât bear to see you struggle.â
âKallum!â
Had Calista not been holding a bowl in one hand, she would never have been caught off guard. She held back her frustration and asked, âDid you just ignore what I said? I told you youâre not allowed to lay a finger on me in the future!â
As Kallum heard this, his eyebrows arched up high. Then, unexpectedly, he lowered his head and stole a kiss from Calista.
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âDidnât I keep my hands and feet to myself? Is it not okay to just use my mouth?â
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Calista pursed her lips tightly, giving him a hard stare. She sidestepped him and walked out of the kitchen, then placed the serving of pasta on the table. With a stern face, she began to eat.
The ambush was successful, and Kallum was thrilled. Without any hint of shame, he moved closer and began to eat the pasta.
It had to be said that Calistaâs excellent culinary skills took Kallum by surprise. However, when he considered the price she had paid to acquire these skills, he found a sour note in the bowl of pasta.
âYou should stop cooking in the future.â
He chuckled. âIt tastes terrible!â
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