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 intense, icy
coldness.
“When you were nursing that foot injury, there wasn’t anyone else around. But now, a basic meal can brighten your day. You were practically glowing when you walked in. Don’t I deserve praise or gratitude for caring for you when you’re injured?”
Lucian observed Calista’s smile when the elevator doors opened earlier, which disappeared when her
eyes met his.
It seemed like she wanted to ensure the world could see her disapproval of him.
“Yeah, a basic meal can bring me joy. But you can’t even offer me such a small gesture.”
Calista thought of her past. Her tone was sharp, reflecting intense emotions.
“All those clothes, jewelry, and bags that filled the entire closet at Everglade Manor, didn’t I buy them for you? If you sold those, it would be more than enough to sustain you for a lifetime with those beef steaks,” Lucian uttered, a sense of frustration building within him.
Lucian and Calista stood close, her rosy lips catching his eye when he glanced downward,
Those rosy lips reminded him of how she had been willing to force herself to eat beef steaks for Hector despite her aversion. It only intensified the burning anger within him.
“The housemaid mentioned you don’t eat beef, but you’re willing to eat it when Hector serves it. So it’s not about being choosy. It’s about who’s serving the meal, right?” Lucian continued.
“The housemaid told you I don’t eat beef, and you remember that just fine. But when she called you and told you I had a fever of 103 degrees Fahrenheit, you didn’t return. What’s up with that, huh?”
Calista would rather not dwell on past grievances. There were too many, and they only served to infuriate
her.
“I was on a business trip abroad then, he responded.
Lucian didn’t ask Calista when she had the fever because he remembered it well.
He had David book a plane ticket back then, but a hasty return from overseas would have taken more
than ten to twenty hours.
Calista wore a cold smirk and chuckled, “Were you on a business trip abroad or with Lily?”
Calista trailed past to her memory. She had found herself in the hospital, perched on chilly chairs within
the hall due to a lack of available rooms.
The experience had been thoroughly miserable. She had been forced to manage her restroom needs with
a bottle to add to her woes.
Her proximity to a newlywed couple deeply in love made it all the more disheartening, a stark reminder of
her solitude.
In the hall, there was a television airing the news. She saw her husband and a woman on the screen
together.
Despite Lily being at a distance and only showing her profile, Calista immediately recognized her.
Lucian furrowed his brow and replied, “I hadn’t even crossed paths with Lily, and I was in a different
country at the time”
Lucian appeared genuine, showing no indications of deception. Calista might have been inclined to
eve him if she hadn’t witnessed them together on the news.
Come on We’re divorced now. I wouldn’t have said anything even if you had admitted to being with Lily. But the fact that you did it and won’t own up to it is what gets me, Calista exclaimed with disdain.
Calista’s mocking caused Lucian to clench his hand tightly on the doorframe, his veins popping on his
His voice turned somewhat hoarse as he spoke, “Callie, I don’t know where you heard the news. But I wasn’t with Lily. I was on a business trip and haven’t even seen her.”
It was Northwood Corporation’s anniversary celebration that night, and he rushed back after receiving the
call from the maid.
“It doesn’t matter anymore. We’re divorced, and talking about the past won’t change anything,” Calista
responded
Lucian clenched his teeth and uttered, “Even after a divorce, reconciliation is still possible.
Calista retorted, “Reconciliation is off the table. The moment I chose to divorce you, it was a done deal.”
Lucian’s intense gaze locked onto her, his lips pursed tightly together.
“I’ll let that last comment slide, Callie. I won’t hold it against you for forcing yourself to eat something you
don’t like for Hector. Let’s make amends.”
“I wasn’t forcing myself. Life is long, and it’s only natural to try new things. Beef steak isn’t bad,” Calista
replied.
Lucian glared at Calista, her hair flowing freely, and he sneered, “Are you referring to food or what? What did Hector do today? Did he make you think he’s something new? Do you want to give it a try?”
Calista didn’t explain herself. Regardless of their past and the truth, she had no intention of getting back
together with Lucian.
Calista accepted the idea of new relationships. It was just a matter of time until someone new came into
her life.
“Callie.”
Lucian reached out, wanting to touch her face. Calista stepped back, avoiding him. Lucian remained
unperturbed and calmly withdrew his empty hand.
“Having me around, you’re stuck with me as your ex for life. The young men nowadays can’t handle much,
you know. Please don’t toy with their feelings. Don’t mess with their hearts if you can’t promise them a
future. If you meet someone serious, things could get messy.”
Calista’s expression changed abruptly.
“Are you threatening me?” she asked.
“No, I’m just giving you a heads–up. Some men can’t handle heartbreak and might resort to extreme
Lucian smirked. Calista didn’t buy into his words for a second. She saw right through this scheming man and glared at him, recalling Hector’s advice.
“Even pigs are more competent than you,” Calista retorted.
Lucian’s voice dropped to a husky whisper as he asked, “Have you ever seen a pig’s abilities?”
Calista was at a loss for words. Lucian lowered his gaze, examining her uninjured ankle.
“Your foot isn’t fully healed yet. The doctor recommended rest. If you open the door, I’ll …”
Calista smiled faintly, then abruptly shut the door with a resounding thud. Lucian closed his eyes,
listening to her footsteps fading away.
He leaned against the wall and lit another cigarette. The warmth and shadows flickered around Lucian as
he gazed distantly through the lingering smoke.
It wasn’t until the searing pain of the burning lighter reached his fingers that he snapped back to reality,
releasing his grip.
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