Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 763
Reborn Through Fire
Chapter 763 Stop It! Put on the Coat Kisaâs hair was completely soaked. The shirt she wore was so drenched it had soaked through the blanket covering her.
Her lips had turned purple from the cold, and her body shivered slightly.
Seeing Kisa this way made Gilbert feel upset and angry.
However, he had no reason to be angry with her since she was in this state because of the shoot.
Nonetheless, he felt a stuffy feeling in his chest.
Kisa saw the manâs sulky expression, but she could not be bothered.
She turned around and walked toward the changing room.
Just as she took a few steps, a large coat was suddenly draped over her shoulders.
Then, his deep voice sounded, âI worked hard to nurse you to recovery for the past few days, so donât get siek again.â
Kisa frowned.
âNo matter how I look at it, this tone of his sounds like it has a hint of contempt and complaint,â she thought.
She reached out and prepared to remove the coat.
However, Gilbert pressed her shoulders aggressively, Stop it! Put on the coat.â
Kisa glared at him glumly.
âThatâs how he is, heâs doing considerate things, yet heâs saying mean things,â she thought.
Kisa snorted icily, âIâm in this state, thanks to Sharon. And Sharonâs acting this arrogant because you made her like this.â
âWasnât he the one who made her like this? He never punished her, no matter the nasty things she did.
Naturally, this fueled her arrogance and bossiness,â she thought.
Kisa felt particularly annoyed at the thought of this. She then decided to forget about the manâs gentleness and thoughtfulness from the past few days.
She curled into her coat and walked toward the changing room in silence.
Gilbert glanced at her and followed suit.
Meanwhile, Kisa kept her head low while saying glumly, Speaking of which, Sharon mustâve hired the killers who were after us on our way to Hillsby. You almost died in their hands, yet youâre not making her pay. Iâm honestly pretty surprised.â
Gilbert pursed his lips and did not respond.
Suddenly, Kisa lifted her head and threw him a glance. âEveryone says that Gilbert Kooper is cruel, heartless, and ruthless, but you seem particularly kind to that woman. You must love that woman very much for not holding her accountable for trying to kill you,â she sneered.
âWhatâre you talking about? I donât love her.â
Gilbert continued glumly, âWe still havenât found the true perpetrator behind the fire back then, right?
Iâm keeping her around so that the true perpetrator will be drawn out.â
Kisa frowned and looked at him skeptically, âReally?â
âOf course. Think about it. If I really liked her, I wouldâve married her long ago,â the man said begrudgingly.
Kisa gave it some thought.
âThat sounds about right. But heâs always excessively nice to Sharon, so he canât blame me for thinking that he likes her,â she thought sulkily.
While she was deep in thought, the man suddenly mumbled, âBesides⦠We still havenât gotten located Saraâs whereabouts.â
Kisa was stunned.
âHe was furious when I brought up Sara the other day. Who wouldâve thought that heâd bring her up himself,â
she thought.
He had a faraway look as he murmured, âIf you werenât the one who hid Sara way back then, thereâs a high possibility it was Sharon. Itâs been years; weâll certainly find her.â
When Kisa heard his words, she could not help but laugh sardonically.
âIt seems like Sara is the main reason he kept Sharon around. He wants to find Sara,â she thought.
At this thought, Kisa felt sick to her stomach.
She did not speak and continued walking with her head down.
Meanwhile, Gilbert was also silent as he continued walking alongside her.
When they got to the changing room, Kisa stopped him, You can wait at the door.â
Gilbert nodded his head and did not say a word.
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Just as Kisa was walking in, she suddenly remembered something. She took off her coat and tossed it at him, â Put this on, in case you blame me when you get sick.â
Then, she walked into the changing room.
Gilbert gazed at the coat in his hands and suddenly laughed.
âThe truth is, she still cares about me. Doesnât she?â he thought.
He walked to the tree beside him before leaning onto it. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it.
âAh!â