Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 556 Making a Fool of Yourself

Gilbert snorted as he looked down at her. The smoke he exhaled loomed above her head, with a nicotine smell drifting into her nostrils, irritating her. “I can’t believe you have such a high opinion of yourself, thinking I came to the hospital on purpose to create a chance encounter with you,” Gilbert said, bending downward slightly, and said with a low, bitter voice, “I no longer have feelings for you since you stabbed me that day. Creating a chance encounter? Do you even think it is possible?”

His sarcastic chuckle made her feel as if she was the one who was making a fool of herself. She clutched the wheelchair’s armrest in anger and nervousness. Her hands were red from the cold, her slender fingers looking fragile in the wind.

Gilbert glanced at her hands indifferently and sneered, “Look, playing the pity card is only your own undoing. Had you stopped pretending and gotten on your feet, you would have gotten into the car in no time. Why are you still freezing here?”

Kisa gritted her teeth. “Why do you care? You said you did not create a chance encounter, then why did you always appear in the hospital for no good reason? Mr. Kooper, I remember that you have a family doctor.”

“I’m here to get the medical report for my grandmother.” He was indeed here to collect his grandmother’s medical report, but someone else could send it back, or Davian could have come to get it. But he happened to pass by the hospital today, and he just dropped in for

some reason.

wing? I didn’t know they had medical check–up services

didn’t say that.” Of course, she did not think that he had created the

your stab hasn’t healed

for, then? Is he no

much that you have to make the excuse that I’m here to meet you by chance, huh?” He was highly sarcastic toward the

for that. Just then, Jensen walked toward them in the snow. She was so happy that she broke into a smile as she finally did not

change in her expression and took that all in. He raised his chin and took a drag on his cigarette,

what brought you

Grandma collect her medical report.” Gilbert’s voice reeked of

“Is Grandma alright?”

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