Chapter 1370 Do You Really Not Remember Me?
“Gilbert, I missed you. Don’t go. Don’t go…”
Gilbert narrowed his eyes dangerously. He wrenched the woman’s hand away with force, and in one swift turn, he had her by the neck and pressed her hard against the wall. “Who the hell are you?” Still
intoxicated, he could barely make out who the woman in front of him was, except for the faintest sense
of familiarity.
The woman looked at him sadly, warm tears dripping from her eyes and landing on the back of his hand.” Do you really not remember me?” she asked.
Gilbert narrowed his eyes, but he still could not make out who she was. He was so upset and irritable that he flung her to the floor. Wanting to see Kisa now, he stumbled out of the room.
The woman stared grimly at the doorway of the empty room, her clenched fists bursting with blue veins in hatred. “You will be mine, eventually. Everything you have will be mine, and only mine.”
Kisa did not sleep for the rest of the night after waking up from a nightmare. It was only at dawn that she got a bit of rest. By the time she got up, it was after 9.00am.
One of the good things about staying in the Mullen residence was that no matter how late she woke up, the maids would offer to prepare breakfast or lunch for her unless she said she would not eat it.
The maid soon had breakfast ready for her. There were several dishes: pancakes, sandwiches, soups, milk, and so on. Kisa took a sandwich, a pancake with chili sauce, and a bowl of soup and then went to the garden at the back.
Sitting in a wicker chair and sunbathing in the garden in winter could not be more relaxing. Vivian was getting better and Mrs. Mullen Sr.’s attitude toward her was getting kinder.
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