Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 7 Stop Shedding Crocodile Tears

“Kill me if you dare.” 

She deeply hated being shut in, as in prison, which only made her feel suffocated and despaired. 

Gilbert gave her an icy look. He suddenly got up, lifted her injured ankle, and immediately took a medication bottle out of his pocket. 

Realizing what he was about to do, Kisa jerked her foot back as hard as she could and sneered. “Stop shedding crocodile tears here.” 

“Kisa Berker!” Gilbert gritted his teeth and spelled out her name, so furious that veins popped up on his forehead. 

Kisa stared at him with a mocking face. “Aren’t you just afraid that I will die of pain and you won’t have the chance to torture me anymore? I’m not going to give you the chance.” 

“Well. Very well.” Gilbert nodded with a sneer. He threw the medicine bottle at her. “You want to die, right? Then you can go to hell.” 

The door was slammed shut once again. Kisa looked at the mess on the floor with irony and sadness inside her. ‘Since he hates me so much, he should have just let me perish on my own. His hypocrisy is really ridiculous.’ 

At night, Kisa kicked the door as hard as she could and kept shouting with the idea that it would make Gilbert lose his sleep. She believed she would annoy him so much that he would finally let her go. With this thought in mind, she kicked even harder and shouted even louder. 

Meanwhile, Andrew pondered with a frown in the children’s room. “Daddy seems to treat that woman differently. Maybe she has something to do with Mommy. I’m going to ask her tomorrow.” 

Hearing the ghost-like cry, Ada hugged her brother’s arm in fear. “But they say that woman is crazy. Could she really be related to Mommy?” 

find out tomorrow,” Andrew said.

The next day– 

in the morning, the family butler held

had screamed

kiddish voice, “Kindergarten makes the same game every day. It’s not fun

Andrew, Andrew looked up and said coolly, “I can do all those assignments in kindergarten before the teacher even talks about them.

He fought back the irritation and said nicely, “No matter how

going.” Ada frowned.

of that woman. The thought of that woman’s stubbornness last night made

a maid came over with breakfast, and the family butler hurriedly said, “Sir, it is better not to be angry with them. Breakfast is ready. Don’t you

deep breath, seemingly fighting back his anger. He then picked two sandwiches and a glass of milk and instructed

around, and then he hurried up to Gilbert. “Daddy, Ada is still upset about being bullied yesterday. Please allow us

looked at Ada and saw her pouted mouth and reddened

have a mommy. I’m not going to kindergarten,”

first, but when he saw Ada’s aggrieved look, he felt sorry for her. Letting out a resigned sigh, he said, “Okay. Stay at home and don’t go anywhere else. I will be back early

“Yeah.” 

Daddy. Daddy is the

a smile while Andrew’s eyes darted around. The little boy thought of

family butler and took Ada to the garret. Ada was full of curiosity. “Andrew,

unusual relationship with his father. He began to suspect that she might be related to their mother. Andrew

was seldom used. Ada twisted the doorknob, but it would not