Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 379

Chapter 379 He Just Speaks With a Forked Tongue Seeing the two argue, the children panicked.

One of them dragged Gilbert while the other tugged on Kisa.

“Don’t be angry, Ma’am. Daddy genuinely wants to help you. He just speaks with a forked tongue.”

“Who says I speak with a forked tongue? I…”

“Daddy!” Gilbert was mid–sentence when Ada shook his arm vigorously.

She continued, “Earlier on, you said you wanted to help Ma’am with the cookies. Then you said that you wanted to have some once they’re done. Did you forget?”

Gilbert glared at the little girl in front of her.

‘This child’s actually making things up so that I can help Kisa with the cookies,‘ he thought.

Jensen shook his head in amusement before turning around to wash off the flour on his hands. Then, he smiled at Ada, “Let’s go. I’ll help you with your homework.”

“Mhm,” Ada nodded furiously.

She turned to Gilbert, “Daddy, you must do your best and help Ma’am with the cookies. Don’t let her overwork herself.”

Gilbert kept a sullen face and did not respond.

Andrew turned to Kisa, “Ma’am, daddy’s good with his hands, so he’s the best candidate to help you out.”

The children spoke one after another and pushed Gilbert far into the kitchen.

“The two of you can work on the cookies. Uncle Jensen and I will be leaving now.”

Ada smiled at them and walked out while grasping Jensen’s arm.

Soon after, only Kisa and Gilbert were left in the kitchen.

Neither of them spoke, so the atmosphere was dull and awkward.

Kisa had completely lost her mood to bake cookies.

She forcefully mashed the flower petals in annoyance.

‘I thought he wouldn’t bring the children to stay over today; that’s why I let Jensen come over and help me with the cookies. If I had known that he was coming over, I would’ve gone to Jensen’s house to make the cookies. That way, I wouldn’t even have to see him,‘ thought Kisa.

Gilbert peered at her back coldly. Moments later, he asked grumpily, “What do you need me to do?”

“There’s nothing you need to do. It would be even better if you could go outside. This kitchen is small to begin with, so you staying would just me down.”

Gilbert could no longer suppress the anger within. He snorted icily, “Me staying here will drag down?” you down? How about Jensen, then? Why don’t you say that he’s dragging you Kisa spun around and stared at him with a straight face, “He’s staying here to help me. But you… You would only drag me down. After all, you don’t know anything about all of this!”

Her final sentence brimmed with contempt and disdain.

Gilbert tightened his fists by his sides so much they were about to shatter. His expression was cold and menacing.

Kisa glanced at him coolly. Then, she turned around and continued making rose jam.

Gilbert gritted his teeth. He glared at her so ferociously as if he wanted to burn multiple holes in her back.

Moments later, he finally managed to suppress the intense rage he felt within.

Gilbert looked at the little balls of dough on the pastry board and wanted to ask Kisa what to do next.

However, when he thought of her disdainful expression, he immediately gave up on the idea.

He went to wash his hands before frowning and thinking for a moment. Then, he started kneading the dough.

He rolled the small balls of dough on the pastry board together. After that, he threw them onto the board and continued kneading.

The previous time Gilbert learned to cooked, he had watched a video about pastry–making.

He only watched the video briefly, but it said something about kneading and throwing the dough a lot would give it more texture.

While he was in the midst of kneading the dough, he suddenly noticed a few pieces of flattened dough pieces that had been set aside.

He frowned deeply and instantly realized that he had messed up somewhere.

Just as he was in deep thought, he felt someone yank him by his arm…