Reborn Through Fire

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 488

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 488

Chapter 488 You Have My Blessing

Jensen was smoking a cigarette. There were many cigarette butts near his feet. Gilbert glanced at him and chuckled, “Did you hear everything?”

“You *sshole!” Jensen hit Gilbert in the jaw after he said that, but Gilbert did not dodge. He took the punch. and fell to the ground, battered. Jensen then threw the cigarette away, rushed over, and grabbed Gilbert by the collar. “How could you treat her like that? There’s really nothing going on between us!” said Jensen as he went for two more punches. novelbin

“Do you love her?”

Jensen was silent. He stared at Gilbert fiercely and thought, ‘This is the first time I’ve laid a hand on you. If you weren’t my brother, I would kill you right here and now.‘

Seeing that he was not answering, Gilbert laughed. There was a hint of sadness behind his laughter. “You have my blessing, okay?”

Jensen frowned. “What do you mean?” he asked.

“You have my blessing. You and her… I wish… I wish you a happy life together…” A huge smile was plastered on Gilbert’s face, but his eyes were filled with sadness. His lips were pale, and his gaze looked dead.

Jensen stared at him intently and saw blood seeping through his suit. His heart sank. He hurriedly tore Gilbert’s coat off and saw it was all red. “What happened?” Jensen choked on his breath and asked. “She wants me dead…” Gilbert laughed as tears filled his eyes. “You have my blessing, Jensen. You have my blessing…”

“Stop it. I’ll bring you to the hospital right now.” Jensen sounded tense. He quickly carried Gilbert and rushed to the lift. Jensen panicked as more blood gushed out of Gilbert’s chest. He rushed him to the hospital as quickly as possible. When they arrived at the hospital, Gilbert was completely unconscious, and he was sent to the emergency room.

Jensen leaned against the wall outside and waited. He looked calm on the surface, but underneath it all, he was feeling all sorts of pain. He took a deep breath and looked out the window to see the sun. When they were young, he and Gilbert loved lying under the warm winter sun. Gilbert had liked to draw, while he had liked to read. Once, he even secretly drew Jensen reading a book. Gilbert was very talented. His artwork was very realistic and still well–kept by Jensen. But the past remained in the past. They could never go back to those peaceful and happy times again.

Jensen had never wanted to hurt his brother. Even though he had some resentment and hatred toward him and wanted to take revenge against him and the entire Kooper family when he got back, he still wanted to save his younger brother at that critical moment.

Madalyn rushed to the hospital immediately while George and Sharon tagged along. “How is he doing?” Madalyn asked as soon as she saw Jensen.

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“They’re still resuscitating him,” he replied and shook his head. Madalyn pursed her lips. It was heart- wrenching to see someone her age pretending to be calm in a situation of panic. George helped her to the chair and said, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Kooper Sr. Mr. Kooper will be fine.”

Madalyn did not say a word. Her hands were tightly holding onto her cane. She had waited like this years ago when her son and daughter–in–law were sent to the emergency room, but they never came out alive. She lowered her head and tried to suppress her emotions.

Suddenly, Sharon walked up to Jensen.