Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 What? You’re Dying?

“You will regret it one day to protect her now.”

“The thing I regret most in my life is meeting you. Without you, none of the tragedies would have happened.” Gilbert stared at her indifferently, his voice calm yet frosty.

An emotion surged inside her, and tears blurred her eyes. She grasped the carpet with indignation, her eyes bloodshot. She suddenly let out a self–deprecating laugh. “So did I. All my misfortunes started when I met you.”

“Is that so?” Gilbert smirked and stopped looking at her, instead pulling Sharon outside. It was not until they drove away in the car that Kisa tried to get up from the floor. Her back hurt like hell from hitting the cabinet, and her body felt as if it was going to fall apart whenever she moved. She gritted her teeth and walked slowly to the coffee table, picked up her mother’s ruined notebook, and held it in her arms, then slowly walked upstairs. She trudged forward, not only the dull pain coming from her back but also the familiar pain that flooded. her internal organs coming with each step. There were many maids around her quietly watching her stagger, but none of them came forward to help her.

She laughed at herself, thinking that probably even these maids now were thinking she was an unforgivable sinner.

Cold sweat covered her forehead as she arrived back in her room. She fell sitting on the floor and searched for the pills she had with her. But after taking the usual amount of pills, the pain in her internal organs only became even more obvious. She closed her eyes and leaned against the door, quietly waiting for the pills to take effect. Every second was a torment.

A minute had passed, and then two minutes passed. A quarter of an hour later, the pain was becoming unbearable. She could not help but clench her bodice harder. Because of exerting too much force, her knuckles turned white. She could not wait any longer and hurriedly opened the bottle and took two more pills. Finally, the familiar pain slowly receded. And by this moment, she was drenched in sweat. Leaning feebly against the door to catch her breath, she only took out her cell phone to call Kelvin after a long while.

Kelvin sounded impatient and cold over the phone. “What? You are dying?”

“Of course, this painkiller makes it easy for the body to develop resistance. Now you feel it is getting less effective, and you need to increase the dosage. After that, the effect will only get worse, and you will eventually have to swallow the entire bottle of pills and it will not work. All you can do by then is to die a painful death.” Kelvin’s tone was resentful. “If I had known that, I would not have given you the pills and let you die of pain, saving you from brutalizing Gilbert. A leopard can’t change its spots; you are bad at heart.”

Facing Kelvin’s tirade, Kisa did not retort. She was silent for a few seconds and then said, understand. Thank you.” She hung up the phone, only to have a mouthful of blood spurt out in the next second. She braced herself on the floor and stared at the pool of blood. Now that the pain and spitting blood were becoming more frequent, she was afraid that she would not even