Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 558 Turning Into a Green-Eyed Monster

After scanning her eyes around the house once, Kisa spotted a long rectangular paper box next to the living room cabinet. She slowly hopped over and ripped open the box, inside which was a wood–grained walking stick.

Lately, Gilbert had been calling her pretentious, and she had thought about it and thought it was indeed catching too much attention to be in a wheelchair. As she was going to the spa today, it looked like quite a few people would be there, so she felt inconvenienced and was particularly eye–catching using a wheelchair. Kisa thought she had better go with a cane, and Mia had a cane, anyway. This was a cane she asked Lea to buy. It had been two days since she bought it, but she had yet to use it and almost forgot about it. She took it out, tried it, and thought it was quite good and more convenient than using a wheelchair.

The redness and swelling in her ankle had almost gone, but the doctor said she had also injured the bones and asked her to rest for a little longer. While recuperating, she should not walk on that foot, or it would never heal. With the cane’s support, she opened the door, then knocked on the opposite door across the hallway.

Blake answered the door and was transfixed for a second when he saw her with a cane. He thoughtfully helped her in. “Ma’am, be careful.”

Jensen was coming out of the kitchen. When he saw her, he instantly frowned. He quickly came up and helped her. “Why don’t you use the wheelchair? What if you fall?”

“It’s not so easy. I’m using a cane, too. Have you ever seen me fall?” Mia, who was at the table, said with a hint of jealousy.

said to Jensen, “It is okay. The cane

at Mia, who

the truth,”

so easy to fall while using crutches.” Kisa smiled as

went to the

Even the cane is the trendiest color. Jensen bought you that?” Before Kisa could say

Mia, who had been really nice while she was in Raworth, but a jealous woman in Calthon. She brought the cane to Mia. My

transfixed. “Your assistant bought

black, without much style, and it

is alright. As ugly as my cane is, it was Jensen who