Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 He Would Never Be Better Than Jensen Kisa struggled to sit up. Then, she stared at the daisies on the nightstand, full of doubt.‘ Daisies can still bloom so splendidly during these seasons?‘

Her favorite flowers were daisies, but only Jensen knew her fondness for them.

While Gilbert…

Thinking of that man made her heart drop and painfully sore. As she stared at the delicate daisies as her mind wandered, the door was suddenly pushed open.

It was Jensen. Jensen was just as handsome as he was in her memories. His eyes had a gentleness that felt like a spring breeze during March.

It was a warm feeling. Sometimes, Kisa would wonder who his mother was and how he had got such beautiful features.

“Are you staring at me because you don’t know me, or you’re being mesmerized by me?”

Kisa smiled and said, “You still love to joke as you used to.

”

Her face was as white as a sheet. Her smile from her thin frame just made her feel desperately fragile. The darkness in Jensen’s eyes faded as he walked toward her.

“Seems like you’ve had it rough all these years when I’ve been gone,” he stated.

Kisa lowered her gaze and smiled lightly, “I had an incident five years ago locally. You must’ve heard of it.”

“… Yes,” he answered.

She asked, “Did you believe it?”

“Whether I believe it or not doesn’t matter. What matters

is what Gilbert saw,” answered Gilbert. 1

“Gilbert..” Kisa laughed in self–deprecation. Her eyes slowly turned red. Remembering all the cold and ruthless things she did to her, sorrow filled her heart. She bawled as blood gushed out of her mouth again. Jensen’s expression changed. He quickly held her sinking body.

“So, you’ve gotten this sick.”

Kisa covered her mouth, but the blood wouldn’t stop coming out. With difficulty, she said,” I… I know I won’t make it. Cough… Cough cough…I don’t care about the relationships in the past. I just want to have some peace and quiet for the rest of my short life…”

Jensen wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with a tissue. The stoic man’s face started to crack.