Reborn Through Fire

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 532

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 532

Chapter 532 You Suspect I Broke Her Leg?

Just as Davian wanted to curse, it shocked him to see the person in the wheelchair. ‘M- Mrs. Kooper?‘ He looked at the person in the wheelchair for a long time, and after he was sure that it was indeed Kisa, he hurriedly said to Gilbert, “Mr. Kooper, look. I can’t believe that it is Mrs. Kooper. Why is she in a wheelchair?”

The sudden stop of the car did not make Gilbert look up. Only after hearing Davian finish speaking did he raise his eyes and glance at the front of the vehicle. He was expressionless as he saw the woman in the wheelchair as if she were a stranger.

Davian took a cautious look at Gilbert and could not help but ask, “Mr. Kooper, wasn’t Ms. Becker with you last night? What is going on here? Why is she in a wheelchair?”

“What? You suspect I broke her leg?” Gilbert grunted coldly.

Davian quickly shook his head and kept his mouth shut, not daring to ask any more questions.

In front of the car, Kisa was also startled. She had just crossed the street with her wheelchair when the light turned green. But the light turned red again, as she was only halfway across. Luckily, the car stopped in time. The silver–gray car looked familiar to her, especially the car model and license plate number. Kisa did not dare to think about it as the pedestrian crossing light was still red. She hastened to move her wheelchair backward. The good thing was that the car’s owner did not come out to scold her. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing. It took her a long while before she finally moved back to the curb.

Davian saw through the car window Kisa was struggling with the wheelchair, so he could not help but say to Gilbert, “Ms. Becker has difficulty moving around with her injured leg. Why don’t we give her a ride?”

“She sprained her ankle and wants to sit in a wheelchair? How pretentious.”

Davian was stunned. ‘Just a sprained ankle?‘ He glanced at Kisa again and saw her sitting in a wheelchair, quietly waiting for the traffic light. One of her ankles was wrapped up. He thought otherwise because that looked serious, unlike Mr. Kooper’s claim that it was a simple sprain.

Seeing Gilbert’s not–so–friendly face, he did not dare to say or ask anything. The cars behind them were blaring their horns, but Davian still had no intention of starting the car. Gilbert looked at him with a frown. “Are you going to block the entire street before you move?” Davian came back to his senses and hurriedly started the car.

Kisa was relieved to see the silver–gray car drive away. It stopped there for a long while, and she thought the driver would come out to scold her.

Gilbert casually glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the woman barging in her

wheelchair, crossing the street slowly. He snickered, ‘How pretentious!’

Kisa heaved a sigh of relief when she finally crossed to the other side of the street. It was winter, yet a thin layer of sweat had popped up on her forehead. At first, she planned to take a taxi in front of the hospital, but there were too many people taking taxis, and she had little chance of competing for a cab with others because she was in a wheelchair. She thought of asking Lea to come and pick her up, but knowing Lea was busy with other things, she had thought better of it. She recalled that there was a park near the hospital. Since she could not get a taxi and was not in a hurry to go home, she thought she would go to the park and sit there. The good thing was that the park was not too far ahead, and it was better to get a taxi there. She breathed a sigh of relief, wheeled around, and continued on her way.

In the car, Davian’s conversation returned to the spa. “Mr. Kooper, about the spa? Are you going?”