Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380 This Man Likes To Go Against Others

It was shocking that a burly man like Gilbert would take a few steps back from that blow “I told you I don’t want your help, but you didn’t listen. Now, look. You’re just making things worse. Jensen had already made the dough and separated them into equal parts. All that was left was to roll it thin to make noodles. But you had to come and knead everything together again!” Kisa roared before he could react.

“Y–you…” She was so mad that, in the end, she had no words. She just stared at the man in front of her with a face full of despise.

Gilbert leaned his back against the edge of the sink and retorted, “I asked you to tell me what you wanted me to do, but you didn’t, and now you’re blaming me?”

“Y–you… Get out!” Kisa’s face reddened with anger. Gilbert was also outraged by the situation. He clapped the flour off his hands and started to walk outside. However, when he was at the door, he hesitated, ‘Jensen and the kids are still out there. It would be humiliating for them to see me get kicked out of here.‘

He tightened his fists and turned around to see Kisa redividing the dough into even batches and rolling each of them into even thin sheets with a rolling pin. Gilbert stood there for a while and felt that he was unneeded. He then looked at the kitchen counter full of bottles and cans, a strainer, a blender, and bowls. It looked messy.

Gilbert pursed his lips and started to clean up. He first put the finished rose jam and the leftover rose petals aside. Then, Gilbert cleaned the strainer and the used bowls and put them into the cabinet. Lastly, he took a rag to wipe the counter clean. When he finished, he looked at the spotless kitchen counter and felt a sense of accomplishment.

“This time, she won’t be mad,‘ he thought. He put his arms around his chest and leaned next to the fridge. He was waiting for Kisa to turn around to see the kitchen counter and praise him for a job well done. He waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, Kisa was done rolling the dough. When she turned around, Gilbert could not help but straighten up. However, the woman did not seem to notice the clean kitchen counter. Instead, it appeared like she was looking for something

“What are you looking for?” Gilbert frowned and asked. “The rose syrup,” Kisa replied. Gilbert stiffened at the sound of that and stopped talking. He had poured a bowl of dark red liquid down the drain just now.