Out of nowhere, a black sedan sped directly toward Calista. Attention fixed on her phone call, Calista had no chance to react.The car approached so rapidly that debris from the collision grazed her skin. Escape was impossible. Their eyes locked through the windshield as screams and the loud impact filled the air.All other sounds faded away at that moment, leaving only the image of the unfamiliar, manic face growing more significant before Calista.Abruptly, she felt a powerful force from behind, causing her to stumble forward, tripping over debris and tumbling on the ground.Bang!The car collided with an object, and Calista was thrown to the ground, feeling pain in her elbows and knees.Oddly, the physical discomfort helped her snap out of the fear and shock she had just experienced. As she lay on the ground, the noises around her began to make sense.People were shouting, "Call 911 immediately! Look at all that blood. It doesn't look like the chances of survival are high."
What a heartwarming display of friendship! Genuine bonds like this were touching in a world where superficiality often overshadowed human connections.Reporters promptly pointed their microphones and cameras in Calista's direction."Ms. Everhart, Ms. Jacquez put her safety on the line to rescue you during that crucial moment. How does that make you feel?" one reporter inquired.Vivian locked eyes with Calista and raised an eyebrow ever so slightly, signaling that she was playing a role intentionally.She didn't mind letting Calista in on her plan. She almost wished Calista would lose her composure in public, revealing her ingratitude to the world.But even if Calista didn't react that way, it didn't matter to Vivian. Her motive for orchestrating this incident wasn't solely to tarnish Calista's reputation. Calista responded with a gracious smile."I'm genuinely touched, deeply moved indeed. Vivian and I have only recently become acquainted. Aside from work, we haven't had many int
Vivian was recording Calista under the blanket with her phone. She had discreetly positioned her phone earlier, tucking most of the device beneath the blanket and exposing only the camera lens.Moreover, she had covered the phone with a white decorative case to conceal it. Calista paused the recording and casually wiped some blood stains from Vivian's clothes with her fingers."Are you using public pressure to pressure me into allowing you to stay in Capeton, Ms. Jacquez? You don't need to resort to such tactics. If you want to stay, just stay. Capeton isn't mine, and I can't exactly evict you, can I?"Vivian stayed quiet, deep in thought about the circumstances. Hugo had a soft spot for Vivian, and if it weren't for Lucian's reputation, he wouldn't have been so insistent on sending her back to Apthon.Vivian's injury and her selfless act to rescue Calista could potentially garner public support, which might persuade Hugo to have a change of heart.However, despite achieving her g
In that split second, Vivian quickly averted her gaze as if repulsed by him when their eyes met."If you don't do as I've told you, don't bother to show up in front of me again."She absently touched the stiff cast on her leg, the anesthesia still numbing the pain. A trace of determination flickered in Vivian's eyes as she clutched the bedsheet tightly.With a broken leg, she decided to make the most of her situation. The man remained tight-lipped, lowered his gaze, and fixed on her emotionlessly. "Do you want to marry him?" he asked."Yes, I do. Or would you rather I marry you? Get out of here right now, or I won't think twice about letting my father know what you've been up to behind his back."On the other hand, Calista was hanging out in Yara's shop."Is Vivian completely out of her mind? You weren't the one responsible for her injury. What's with her attitude? Just because she saved you, does that mean you must play nursemaid in the hospital, doing all her chores?" Yara ex
Hector knew Calista probably saw something. However, he was unbothered by it at all."It's nothing. Just a minor injury and it'll heal after two days." "The bandage on your chest is already stained with blood. Is this a minor injury?"Calista was just about to bend down to lift his blanket. Her hands were stopped by him when they were about to land on the edge of his blanket.Helplessly, he said, "Don't be so hasty. What if I wasn't wearing any pants?"Calista remained silent. His hands were scorching hot, which was nothing like a normal body temperature. She whipped her hand out and felt his forehead instead."You're having a fever. How long has it been since you've changed your bandage?" The top floor was already hot. There wasn't even an air conditioner. All the place had was a fan. Calista felt scalding hot even when she'd only been here for a few minutes, let alone Hector, who was injured. Hector was extremely frail and drained of energy. He had been in a semi-coma f
"I guess you can say that for now," replied Calista.Given Hector's current state, it wasn't appropriate for her to go into details now. Looking at how he struggled with talking, she was genuinely worried that he'd die on the spot if she was late for a second. Hector wore a stern expression."Calista, you're not confident in this relationship."She's not confident that they would last long, hence the lack of possessiveness and sense of belonging. Calista paused while removing a seatbelt. She didn't respond to his remark. She got out of the car and opened the door of the front passenger seat."Shall I go get a bodyguard to help you up?"Hector coughed. As he smirked faintly, he mischievously teased her."Then you might as well go on the streets and make an announcement, so they all know I'm here."Calista rolled her eyes disdainfully at him."... You're almost dying, yet you still have the nerve to talk nonsense."She bent down and helped him out of the car."You can sit
Although Calista didn't believe what Lucian said, she couldn't help but worry. Her gaze swept across him. "Are you injured?"On the surface, Lucian was apathetic, but fury lurked in his eyes. "I've been working my ass off at the company. And the first thing I see when I come back is my girlfriend feeding another man. Don't you think I'm injured as well.?"Calista didn't have the fetish to purposely make her boyfriend jealous by using other men.It didn't matter how long her relationship with Lucian would last, but the last thing she wanted was to cause a misunderstanding between them.In haste, she explained, "The doctor came without preparing an anesthetic. His wound was just treated and he didn't have the energy to lift his hand …"Hector chirped in to support her, "Yeah, I can't even lift my hand."Lucian stared at him in silence. After a few seconds, he snorted. "That's none of my concern. I'll give you half an hour to leave our house."After he said so, he dragged Cal
"Clank!"The sound of plates shattering resonated from Hector's room. Calista turned and looked toward the direction of the sound. She couldn't even bother to answer Lucian and ran for Hector's room. Earlier before the doctor left, he urged that if Hector's fever wouldn't go down, he would have to be hospitalized. As Lucian extended his hand to grab her, Calista was already long gone. She ran so fast that when Lucian lifted his hand, she was already out of his reach.His gaze was fixated on her. He almost wanted to drag her back forcefully and throw Hector out, but his rationale stopped him.Looking at how weak Hector was right now if he was dead, he'd always have a special place in Calista's heart. Lucian sneered and proceeded to follow her.The door was ajar. Hector was still in the same position as earlier on, leaning against the bed. His shoulders were drooped, eyes narrowed, exuding an air of idleness. The food was all on the floor and the plates were shattered as well.