Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1019 His Parents

Kisa looked around the room. She could not just rummage around to find clues about David and Damon in front of Gilbert. So, she went to the window and peered under the white cloth, under which was a wicker coffee table and two chaise lounges. There were a few magazines on the coffee table. She picked them up and took a look. They were decades old. Next to the magazines was a small picture frame placed face down on the coffee table.

Out of curiosity, she picked up the photo frame and looked at it. She was shaken by what she saw. It was a photo of a man, a woman, and a three or four–year–old child. She recognized the man, as she had seen in her mother’s photo album. It was Damon, Gilbert’s father. She could also immediately recognize the child, despite his boyish face. It was Gilbert. The woman was Gilbert’s mother, Cynthia, it seemed. So, Kisa knew that this was Damon and Cynthia’s room.

When she heard footsteps approaching, Kisa hurriedly put the photo frame back in place and lowered the white cloth again. She knew that if Gilbert saw the photo of his parents, he might be seriously affected.

Gilbert came over to her. His expression told her that he was not feeling well, and his eyes were red. He closed his eyes and shook his head, and at other times he clutched his heart in agony.

Kisa’s heart sank. ‘He’s not going to have an attack again, is he? But, everything in this room is covered with white cloth, and he has seen nothing yet.‘

could not help but ask, holding Gilbert

in a strained voice,

magazines. I just casually glanced at them,” Kisa said, intentionally helping him to the door to refrain him from being curious and lift the

became heavy as he gazed at the plain white cloth in the room. He asked in a deep voice, “Whose room is this? Why did I

your grandma,” Kisa said, putting the key in her pocket. “It doesn’t look like there is much to

search for anything about David in Gilbert’s

mind, she helped Gilbert outside. But,

what’s wrong?” Kisa was

was panting as he stared at the window with bloodshot eyes, hearing voices in