Reborn Through Fire

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 1263

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 1263

Chapter 1263 My Husband Wants Me Dead

Vivian immediately widened her eyes.

The burn scars behind Kisa’s back were especially horrifying. Kisa had seen it in the mirror herself.

Everyone who had seen the burn scars on her back was all shocked.

“Your back…”

Vivian’s voice was filled with shock.

Arthur was curious. He tilted his head slightly and glanced in Kisa’s direction in embarrassment.

However, a single glance was enough to send him into shock.

“Ah… Kisa, what happened to your back? Why is it like that?”

Kisa had a really fair complexion, making the scar look particularly obvious and hideous.

Kisa pulled down her shirt and turned to face Vivian. Then, she smiled calmly and said, “Back then, my beloved sent me to jail. Then, I ended up with these wounds.”

“Your… Your beloved?” Vivian was in disbelief.

Kisa nodded, “I loved that man for many years and became his wife, just like I wished. However, he still sent me to jail for another woman. Back then, I was eight months pregnant with his child.”

“W-What?”

Instead of a mournful expression, Vivian had more of a shocked expression.

“When I was in jail, I suffered all kinds of insults and beatings. However, those weren’t enough. I even had a huge fire waiting for me. The fire had surrounded the jail cell. I screamed out in pain and desperately pounded on the door. In the end, nobody came to save me. Guess what I heard. the people behind the door say?”

Vivian subconsciously clenched her hands. “What did you hear them say behind the door?”

“The person behind the door said, my husband wants me dead!”

Kisa said and suddenly laughed. She laughed so much that she started tearing up. “I believe Ms. Mullen must fully know the feeling of hopelessness and pain when you get hurt by your beloved.”

Vivian gripped the railing tightly. Then, a hint of hate and sorrow quickly appeared in her eyes.

A moment later, she asked Kisa, “Then… What happened to your baby?”

“It died, Kisa said with a stoic expression.

She continued, “When he took it out of my stomach, it died. It was so small. It was curled up and completely purple…”

“Stop!” Vivian suddenly hugged herself as if she thought of her own poor child.

Kisa looked at her. A moment later, she pulled Vivian’s hand and said in a low voice.

“I’m not telling you this because I want your sympathy, but because I want to let you know that getting hurt isn’t scary. What’s scary is being unable to cope with the trauma.”

Vivian gazed deeply at Kisa for a while. Suddenly, she retracted her hand. “My situation is different from yours. I was played.”

“There isn’t much of a difference. We both loved the wrong people.”

Kisa stood up and added, “I may seem fine to you, but you don’t know that my organs were damaged by the fire years ago. I almost died, and my baby died. I thought of ending my life, and I also fell into a state of depression. However, now that I’ve pulled through, I suddenly realized how hilarious I was seeking death and being in despair. After all… Why should we hurt ourselves over men who don’t even love us? We fall into a state of depression and even do things that hurt ourselves, yet they don’t feel bad for us at all. The only people who’ll feel bad are your parents, who love you. The more they hurt and disappoint us, the better we should live. Am I right?”

“Get out!”

Perhaps Kisa’s words had stung Vivian where it hurt because she suddenly asked Kisa to leave. Kisa watched her silently.

The woman in front of her did not break down like she did during the day, so that was already a very good sign.