Chapter 282 The Debts of the Past

Lucian asked, "Did you block my number?"

He had attempted to call Calista multiple times throughout the day at his workplace, only to hear the busy signal repeatedly. It eventually struck him that she had blocked his number.

Calista unlocked the door using her fingerprint and entered her apartment.

Lucian followed suit, a practice he had established during this period, using the pretense of taking care of her as his way into her apartment.

While Lucian could only claim the couch for sleeping, it was a small victory that Calista no longer halted him at the entrance.

If he could pass through the living room door, the bedroom door might be open for him soon. Suddenly, Calista reached out and stopped Lucian before he could step foot inside.

"I'm healed now. I don't need your help anymore."

Lucian's gaze locked onto Calista's delicate arm. After a moment, a low, humorless chuckle escaped his lips.

His eyes and furrowed brows betrayed no hint of amusement. Instead, they radiated an i