Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 492 Take Good Care of Yourself

“Dad…” Blake looked at Jensen, “Did something happen to Uncle Gilbert and Aunt Kisa?”

Jensen scrunched his brows thoughtfully, ” Why would you think that way?”

“In the morning, Uncle Gilbert wasn’t acting right. His expression wasn’t good. He also reeked of a strong booze smell. Besides, Aunt Kisa would be home every day, but she wasn’t this morning.”

Jensen was helpless. Without a doubt, this kid’s mind was very sensitive.

Generally, children at this age would not have noticed these details, but he caught them. He took Blake by the hand to the side of the window and spoke to him earnestly, “You should stop imagining these things. Your uncle and aunt are fine.”

“Then are they having a quarrel?” Blake asked.

Jensen kept quiet this time. Blake looked at him, upset, ” Dad, I don’t want Uncle Gilbert and Aunt Kisa to argue. I wish they could live together happily.”

Jensen asked him with mixed feelings,” You really like them, right?”

head heavily, “They are my favorite people besides dad and mom. Dad, can you make my wish come true and let

for a while and smiled lightly, “Okay.” Even though he was smiling, those words hid

slept for two days and two nights non–stop at home. When she woke up blurry, she was not sure what day it was. She only felt her heart lingering with heavy sorrow. She stared blankly wide–eyed for quite a while. Then did she stretch out her

got up to get out of bed. Her legs had a wave of ache and weakness, almost making her fall. She stood on the ground to acclimate for a long while, then proceeded to the window slowly. She pulled the

and stared blankly at the gray–white horizon. Her straight face showed a glint of cluelessness. After a while, she gently slumped down to sit. She picked up her phone on the bedside table and turned it on. She had slept for two days and two nights, but her phone did not

isolated

gave Jensen

is it? Are you feeling a bit

tone, ” I’m fine. What about the three kids, are they behaving

need to worry

in a low tone, “Did the mystery man who saved me send you

the photo in his hand, and a glint of struggle flashed between his

time,

immediately sat her body straight,” What did he

invited you to meet up next Saturday The time