Chapter 1369

Chapter 1369 You’ll Get Him Killed Kisa gasped for air, her vision clearing. She saw light coming in through the window. It was faint, not bright enough, barely illuminating the corner of the bed. She vaguely saw a man sitting in front of a low table. Her heart fluttered with joy, but when she looked closer, there was no one there. Gilbert had not returned for the night.

She sat on her bed, hugging her knees, haunted by the nightmare she had just had. In the dream, a voice kept saying to her, “Kisa, you are going to get him killed eventually. You will get him killed.” Then she saw Gilbert lying on the floor, covered in blood. She was shocked and jolted out of it. The moment she woke up, she was incredibly glad it was just a dream.

She hugged her knees tightly, her eyes steady and steadfast. ‘No matter what, I won’t let Gilbert get hurt. Definitely not!”

In a hotel, a woman helped Gilbert to the bed. He closed his eyes and frowned, as if he were uncomfortable. The woman was on top of him, stroking his face over and over again, with longing and indignation in her eyes.

‘You should have been mine and everything in the Kooper family should have been mine. But why, why should it all go to that b*tch?’ she said in her mind.

Her hatred was so strong that she pulled her hand back, but Gilbert grabbed it all of a sudden and held it to his chest, and said in a hoarse and anguished voice, “Don’t leave me, Kisa. Don’t leave me…” The woman bit her lip, her face one of intense resentment and hatred. Gilbert’s eyes were still closed, and he mumbled, “I’m in so much pain here.” He pressed the woman’s hand to his heart, and his hoarse voice was filled with indignation and despair. “What will it take for you to forgive me? Kisa, Kisa…”

‘Why is that b*tch all he thinks about?’ Hatred and resentment erupted in the woman’s eyes and consumed her. After a long moment, she suddenly sneered, with a smug look on her face. “Soon, before long, you will be mine, and so will the Kooper family. Heh, Gilbert, did you miss me?” She whispered, slowly drawing closer to him.

Just as the woman’s red lips were about to meet his, Gilbert abruptly opened his eyes, the redness in which was horrific. He stared at the woman on top of him, making no movement or saying a word. The woman pulled back a bit at the sight of his expression, but when she saw he had not pushed her away, she moved closer again, smiled gently, and said, “Gilbert, I miss you!” And she kissed him again.

“Who are you?” Gilbert suddenly pushed her away just as her lips were about to touch his. The woman was sent falling down to the floor. Gilbert bounced up from the bed, staring at the woman on the floor.

He still looked intoxicated, but his eyes were sinister. “Kisa never smiled so gently at me. She never told me she missed me. Heh, you are not her. You are not her.”

The woman on the floor gripped the carpet tightly and could not accept this outcome. ‘I’m the woman he loves the most. Who is that b*tch? She was just the person he loathed the most at that time. What has happened since then? How could he be so obsessed with that b*tch? How could he?’

As Gilbert stumbled out of the room, the woman came to her senses, rushed to her feet, and hugged him tightly from behind.