Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 881

Chapter 881 He Thought Blake Was His Child “Stop it, Blake. Your papa didn’t frame your daddy,” Mia quickly stopped Blake.

Blake pursed his lips and mumbled, “But I heard the conversation between papa and daddy.”

Mia was about to continue speaking.

However, Jensen suddenly motioned her to stop.

He pulled Blake to his lap and looked at him with a tender gaze.

“What would you do if I really framed daddy?”

“Then I’ll hate you. I won’t like you.”

“Blake…” Mia panicked.

‘What’s Jensen doing? He’s being forced by Adrien to do all this, yet he’s admitting it’s his doing. Does he want others to misunderstand him?‘ she thought.

Jensen patted Blake’s head.

Then, he smiled and mumbled, “If only you were my real son.”

Mia threw him a resentful glare.

‘I could totally give him a son if he wants one. But this man only wants Kisa’s son,‘ she thought.

She pulled Blake over and said earnestly, “The truth is, your papa didn’t frame your daddy. It’s really complicated, but all of us, especially you, would be in danger if your papa didn’t do so. That’s why you need to be good and not say anything, okay? All that said, your papa would never endanger your daddy’s life.”

Blake pursed his lips and did not say a word.

He felt conflicted.

‘I do like daddy a lot, but I like papa a lot too,‘ Blake thought.

“Did you hear what I said, Blake?” Mia asked.

Blake twisted his fingers and finally nodded, “Alright.”

Then only did Mia feel assured.

‘Hopefully, Adrien, that lunatic, will stop soon. His hatred is stirring up chaos for everyone, even the children,‘ she thought.

It was still pouring, as if the heavens themselves were weeping.

Kisa trudged along the river despondently.

Her entire body was drenched by the heavy rain. However, she seemed as if she did not notice it, All she could think of were the times she had spent with Gilbert recently.

‘He said he hired the killers on their way to Hillsby; how far–fetched does that sound? Back then, we almost died at the hands of those killers. And yet he’s saying that he hired those killers. Isn’t that hilarious?‘ she thought.

Then, Kisa was even reminded of the time she paced around uneasily in town while waiting for him.

She thought of the time he survived the killer and hobbled back from the wilderness.

‘These incidents are deeply etched in my head and so realistic, so how could they be fake? I don’t understand. How good must his acting be for him to put on such shows that seem so real?‘

‘And the car accident. If he had been even a little careless, the car would’ve run him over. How confident was he when he did so much just to make me fall for him? I don’t dare to believe it, nor do I want to believe it. But he’s admitted it to me. He even admitted that he was behind the fire.‘

‘Am I going to continue lying to myself and defend him when even the prison warden has testified?‘ she thought.

She clutched her temples in pain as her mind was in turmoil.

Suddenly, Kisa stepped on something.

She screamed. Then, she slipped and fell onto the ground hard.

Big, fat raindrops pattered onto Kisa’s unmoving body that lay limp on the ground.

She could barely feel any pain; even her heart felt numb.

“Kisa… Kisa…”