Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1486

Kisa jerked awake, feeling a little disoriented. But before she could even gather her thoughts, the door-knocking sounded twice more, jolting her out of her daze. She dashed to the door and found Peter there, holding up a pale and injured Gilbert. Without wasting a single second, she quickly helped Gilbert inside.

Once she shut the door, she turned to Peter and demanded, “Where did you find him?”

“In the basement of the Tanner residence,” he responded.

Kisa’s eyes narrowed as she realized that there was indeed something off about the basement in the Tanner residence. She led Gilbert to the couch and looked at him with genuine concern, his face as white as a sheet.

“Are you okay?” she asked with a trembling voice, her eyes already welling up with tears.

Gilbert squinted at her with half-opened eyes and snickered, “I’m not six feet under yet, so there’s no need to fake your sadness like that.”

Kisa took a deep breath and muttered, “I’m not acting!”

Gilbert smirked but said nothing.

both of them before calmly instructing Kisa, “I snuck him in through the backdoor. My dad has no idea he is here yet, so you better come up with a solid lie

fool him.”

that, he

you,” Kisa hastily

paused for a moment before adding, “He’s

with that,

heart race with concern. The coat was soaked in blood, and the dark red stains

hurt like this?”

a sarcastic look and replied, “What

if her heart was being crushed in her chest. She quickly retrieved the first-aid kit and began treating his wounds. The knife wound in his abdomen was deep and had bled profusely. Because he had not received

disinfect your wound now. It’s going to hurt, so brace yourself,” Kisa said, her voice

alcohol, causing him to clench his jaw tightly. Despite the pain, he remained stoic. After dressing the wound, she found a clean set of clothes for him and stowed away the blood-stained clothes

but comment, “Hiding those clothes under the bed won’t fool

there for now. I will have Peter take care of them tomorrow,” Kisa replied as she handed him a cup of water. Gilbert’s complexion improved slightly, but he still looked weak. She asked him, “Are you hungry? Do you want something to