Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1534

Upon hearing that his godfather intended to capture his mother, he swore to remain by his side, poised to rescue his mother at a moment's notice. He acknowledged that his godfather had transformed, morphing into a darker, more terrifying figure, but he was steadfast in his mission to protect his mother. As Blake's passionate words filled the air, Kisa's heartache began to subside, replaced by a sense of comfort.

Throughout her life, Kisa had faced immense pain and adversity, but she drew strength from the fact that her three children were still alive — a reality she had once deemed unimaginable.

Springtime breathed new life into the world, yet amidst the thriving green courtyard, David sat, a hollow shell of aman, confined to a wheelchair.

Jensen diligently attended to David, preparing a basin of warm water. He wrung out a towel, tenderly grasped David's hand, and meticulously wiped it clean.

Kisa observed the poignant scene from a distance, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. Despite David's wickedness, he had ultimately been the one to save her life.

Mia let out a weary sigh.

David is paralyzed, he can still hear. Jensen tends to his needs every day, bathing him and ensuring his well-being. It's difficult to determine whether Jensen hates him. When David was in peril, Jensen desperately sought the best surgeons in the city to save him. Yet, if Jensen loves him, why does he utter such bitter words to him daily? At the end of the day, David is his father - hatred

whirlwind of thoughts swirling in her mind, as she struggled to find the

until that tragic accident. The accident was meticulously engineered by David, who harbored for his son's destruction. In the years Jensen was banished overseas, he withstood unspeakable torment — all secretly inflicted by his own father, pulling strings from the shadows. His ultimate goal: to ignite an all-consuming hatred for

his soul to fester

eyes dropped. "Why are

him. It is your own choice whether to pity him. But remember, when the prison

residence. She had confided in Kisa, hoping she could redeem Jensen. But perhaps her expectations were too high. If Kisa could not salvage her own soul, no way she could save someone

like a shroud. Jensen sat in the courtyard, chain-smoking in quiet desperation, while David sat beside him, swaddled in a

at

do you plan on holding

eyes to the inky

stay here,