Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 1437

Chapter 1437

Kisa chuckled, “Well, that’s it. I hope what I said to you today won’t get back to Adrien’s ears, because he still looks like a kind elder in front of me.”

Mia pursed her lips. “Don’t worry. I don’t want to get involved in your business. Right now, I just want to stay with Jensen.”

Kisa pursed her lips. “I hope Jensen wakes up soon.” She had so many questions she wanted to ask Jensen.

“That’s enough. Whether he wakes up or not, it’s not up to you. You’d better leave now. Don’t come back unless necessary. No matter how many times you come, I won’t let you see him.”

“You are quite bossy.” Kisa laughed.

“Hey, you stole all the men. How can I not be bossy?”

Kisa laughed but felt incredibly sad inside. They could not spend Christmas Eve together again this year. The promise seemed impossible to fulfill.

Mia returned to the second floor. Jensen was still sitting in that dark corner, cigarette in hand, and the room was filled with smoke. His addiction to cigarettes had never been so strong, and he had not felt the need to smoke until Kisa came into his life. It was as if her absence left a void in his being that only the smoke and the ritual of lighting up could fill. Mia opened the door wide and half -opened a window. The weather was getting colder. She took a blanket and covered his legs.

He looked at her with an unchanging gaze. “She left?”

“Yeah.” Mia nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, “Jensen, did your car break down that day?” Jensen did not say anything and just smiled a sinister and sad smile.

Mia’s heart sank. ‘Didn’t his smile confirm Kisa’s claim? Could it really be Adrien?’ She asked, ” Why? You were his-”

Gilbert furrowed his brows tightly, staring at Christopher. There was an out-of-character kindness on Christopher’s face. Gilbert remembered his cold and hateful expression from last night and the car that disappeared into the night. He clenched his cigarette tightly, his nerves unconsciously tense. “Kisa…” He could not help but call out to her.

“What is wrong?” Kisa looked at him instinctively.

Suddenly, Christopher suddenly started his car and drove straight toward Kisa.

Gilbert’s face changed drastically, and he rushed over without hesitation. Gilbert clutched Kisa tightly as they rolled on the ground, the sound of the car’s tires screeching in their ears.

Christopher’s eyes were filled with a manic intensity as he gripped the steering wheel with all his might, his mind consumed with a sickening mix of hatred and malice.