Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 890 Seeing Another Man Again

Peter was sitting on the couch and smoking, looking melancholy.

Kisa glanced at him, then went and poured herself a glass of water. Holding the glass of water, she sat down on the other end of the couch and sipped on the water, with no intention of speaking first.

Peter puffed out a ring of smoke and asked, “Where is Jolina?”

His tone of voice was anything but polite, like that of a debt collector. ‘There is no wonder Jolina is avoiding him every time,‘ Kisa thought to herself and then said, “I have no idea.”

“You have no idea?” Peter sneered. “If you have no idea, then why the f*ck are you at her house?”

“Should I necessarily know where she is just because I’m at her house?”

“Where the hell is Jolina? Are

man’s angry face, Kisa said absently, “She has left

o’clock.”

o’clock?” Peter frowned. “What was she doing going

help but frown. “Can you not

speaking, the door suddenly opened, and Jolina appeared in the doorway, panting. She had obviously run back, sweat trickling down her forehead, her face reddening from exhaustion. She took a quick

Kisa smiled

crazy. She went to work at the barbecue restaurant, partly because she was short of money and partly because she was

he stood up and strode toward her, Jolina tugged on her canvas bag, her face turning pale,

and quickly stood in front of Jolina, looking at Peter’s ghastly face.” What do

was already frustrated when he mistook her for Jolina–just now. And now he got even more pissed with her meddling in his and Jolina’s

seeing Gilbert’s grim and ruthless look, so facing an enraged Peter was not much scarier. She stood firm in front of