Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 953 Delicate Women’s Tears

Kisa was drenched. Her clothes clung to her body, making her feel uncomfortable. She crouched in front of the trash can, then lifted her clothes and wrung them. She carefully moved the few dishes on the desk to the coffee table after getting her clothes dry.

Gilbert leaned on the back of the couch and kept his eyes closed. He did not look at her or say a word.

Kisa said softly to him after she finished moving the dishes, “Gilbert, it’s time to eat.”

The man did not respond for a long time.

Kisa thought he was asleep.

Unexpectedly, Gilbert suddenly said flatly, “You can have it. I’m not hungry.” There was a trace of fatigue in his voice and also an indifference or anger, which was hard to tell.

Kisa pursed her lips and silently sat on the chair beside her. She was drenched, making it hard to sit on the couch.

quiet, and the

could not help but open his eyes to see the woman sitting quietly opposite him with her head down as if she

dinner yet, right? Quickly have

when hearing his tone. But her eye sockets

she wants to, as if she’s made of water, and I have yet to

the dishes on your document or break the faucet on purpose. I know I’m useless and can’t do anything right. I’ll never hastily look for you

to gain his sympathy and pity. I didn’t expect I’ll do this too. I feel ironic thinking about it. I don’t know if

looking at her crying and guilty

stop crying. I don’t

“But I blame myself.”

in her heart, ‘This trick is really useful. He doesn’t blame me anymore. No

toward delicate women’s tears.’

broke the chopsticks in two and put a bowl of rice in front of

if you don’t,” Kisa