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.

and the atmosphere seemed

woman sitting quietly opposite him with her head down as if

taken your dinner yet, right? Quickly have your dinner

tone. But her

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

break the faucet on purpose. I know I’m useless and can’t do anything right. I’ll never hastily look for you again,” Kisa’s

and pitiful 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

bad when looking at her crying and

stop crying. I

“But I blame myself.”

really useful. He doesn’t blame me anymore. No wonder he didn’t blame Sharon much, even if she had done so many

toward delicate women’s tears.’

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

won’t eat if you don’t,” Kisa