Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 76 Stomping Her Pride Into the Dirt The door of the study was closed but Gilbert remained silent as he leaned against the table and took a deep puff. The chilly rain had drenched both of them. Kisa hugged herself and felt only chill.

Her voice was seemingly trembling as she said, “Just say what you want to say. If you want to take revenge, come on then.” She hated silence like this, especially when she was cold and being extremely miserable. The man’s expression was extremely scary, and his silence made him even more terrifying to approach. Kisa bit her lips and thinking of Madalyn’s condition the other day, she could not help but ask, “Is Grandma alright?” “Silence! You have no right to speak of her!” Gilbert suddenly erupted into a furious roar.

With him bursting in anger, the wound at his chest looked like it was about to come apart again as the blood stains immediately faintly spread across the rain-soaked shirt. Kisa stared at the bloodstain on his chest for a moment before walking over.

The doctor had repeatedly reminded her that his wound cannot be infected or it will be very troublesome.

That wound was made by her, and the reason she was helping him reapply the bandage and medicating it was in hopes that he would not seek revenge on her for that stab.

There was a medicine box on the table, which seemed like it was specifically prepared to treat his wounds.

Yet when she brought the medicine and gauze before him, he suddenly turned around and angrily pressed her against the table.

popular just because you pulled this stunt?” As if he was suppressing a long-simmering anger, his bloodied chest was heaving hard. Kisa stubbornly looked back into his cold, dark eyes, “You really think I did that?” “Who else then? Back then, you

her and gnashed his teeth. “The good name of GK Pictures and mine are not

what about you

news is,

profit. Who’s the more disgusting one here?”

you totally would have the ability to suppress this news when it first reared its head. The reason it’s trending now is clearly you allowed it to happen on purpose. You

sort of free publicity,” Gilbert let out a mocking short

looked on gloomily at the woman before him. “So does that mean you

if I admit it or not? You’d still think I had a hand in this no matter

to that, kill me if you

go back to her room, take a hot bath and get a good night’s sleep. Yet, her mocking tone once again aroused the man’s anger. “Let me tell you, no matter what you do, Howard Mullen

felt that her innards was about to