Reborn Through Fire

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 82

Chapter 82 That’s Right, I’m Up To Something Gilbert was leaning on the bed frame. He looked a lot more tired than the day before. His lips were chapped and his whole body seemed weak.

Kisa stood at the door for quite a while, waiting for him to chase her out. However, he just sat there quietly while looking down and reading the newspaper in hand. The atmosphere was awkward and depressing.

She had thought of leaving the room quietly but felt that it was too sudden to do so. So, she asked nonchalantly, “You seem to be in good spirits today. You should be fine for the rest of the day, right?” Gilbert raised his eyes and looked at her, “Heh. You came here early in the morning just to check if I’m dead or not?”

All she wanted was for him to chase her out, so Kisa purposely provoked him, saying, “That’s right. Too bad the heavens have not heard my wish. They’re still letting you breathe.”

Gilbert’s eyes narrowed fiercely, and his jaw tightened in anger. Kisa added, “It seems like you don’t want me here. Then, I’ll get lost before you get upset and make yourself even weaker.”

“Hold it!”

growl, Kisa frowned. ‘Was that not enough to make him chase me out?’ she wondered to herself. ‘Were my words not spiteful enough?’ She turned around, ready to annoy him even more, but he was looking at the breakfast on the coffee table. “Those were sent in by the servants,” said Gilbert. Kisa was stunned. She quickly came back to her senses and replied,” I’m not hungry.” Gilbert

“You…”

She walked over and

then, Davian

holding up a bowl of porridge. “You’re quite sick. Here, let me feed you.”

at

care of you. You should just take this

acted naturally and blew the hot porridge as if it was second nature. Davian looked at them both and smiled,

quickly left the room to avoid disturbing the lovely couple. Kisa scooped a spoonful of porridge. Just as she was about to feed him, Gilbert grabbed onto her wrist tightly. “You’re treating me so kindly today. You’re up to something, aren’t you?” She had a strong urge to put the porridge aside and leave, but she had made a promise to Davian. She could only grit her teeth and get it over

he would chase her out

a sneer, “That’s right, I’m up to something. You’d better not eat the porridge. Who knows, I might’ve

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