Reborn Through Fire

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 784

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 784

Chapter 784 No One Can Force You

Kisa immediately ran to the front of the guest room.

As Kisa hurried, she ended up panting hard when she arrived at the door.

It took her a while to catch her breath before she reached for the doorknob.

The door opened after a soft clack.

Just as Kisa opened the door and walked in, the man’s cold, icy voice rang out, “Get out!”

Kisa did not say anything and just stood quietly by the door.

His back was still facing the door, so he thought the person who entered the room was Kelvin.

She only heard him say, rather brashly, “Don’t disturb me for nothing. And don’t you use my phone to call that woman again. Hah, bluffing her to come here is pointless if she doesn’t want to see me.”

At the very end, there was a self–mocking tone in his

voice.

Kisa bit her lips, and just like what Gracie said, he really thought that it was her who did not want to see him.

Her fingers uneasily twitched as she took a deep breath

and walked toward him.

“I don’t want you to disturb me!”

Hearing footsteps, Gilbert immediately turned and yelled at the person walking toward him.

But when he saw who it was, he was stunned.

Yet that only lasted for a moment as he sneered. “Weren’t you leaving? Why are you back here now? Did Kelvin force you to come back to take care of me? Don’t worry. I’ll tell him right now to stop forcing you to do that.”

The man was about to stand up as he said that.

His leg was still bandaged with gauze.

Upon noticing that, Kisa immediately stepped forward and held him down.

She looked at the man’s icy face, and her eyes turned red as tears welled up within them.

Gilbert was originally furious, but his heart suddenly softened upon looking at her like this.

He lowered his tone and grunted, “Don’t cry. I’m neither bullying you nor forcing you against your will. It’s all back to that again. Leave if you want, no one can force you to do anything.”

Kisa looked at him. Her smile was hideous looking compared to her tears. “Why would I leave? You’re hurt because of me, and I should be taking care of you. I won’t

leave even if you try to chase me away.

Gilbert suddenly sneered, “Oh, so it’s your guilty conscience. Hah, go. Just take this as payment for all the wrongs I’ve done you in the past. I won’t blame you.”

Kisa ignored him and pulled a chair to sit in front of him.

She held the bowl of warm porridge and said, “I heard Kelvin say you’ve not eaten for the whole day. Come, have this porridge.”

Gilbert frowned, “I’m being serious here.”

“So am I.” Kisa looked at his angry eyes and pushed the bowl to him.

But the man refused to take it and only stared at her with a bitter look.

Kisa could not help but laugh, “Could it be that you want me to feed you?”

“Hmph!” Gilbert snorted again with a whiff of disdain.

Kisa did not care if he was angry as she scooped a

spoonful of porridge and served it to the side of his lips, yet Gilbert was stubborn and refused to open his mouth.

Kisa once again brought the spoon to the side of his mouth, the tip of the spoon directly stuck onto his lips.

Gilbert still refused to open his mouth, turned around, and growled at her, “What are you up to? I don’t need you to care for me just because you feel guilty. You might as

well go back and be lovey-dovey with Jensen.”

He wore a loose white sweater, and his short hair made him look particularly fresh–looking. There was less of his usual sharp iciness; instead, he looked much more casual and relaxed.

But that casual, relaxed air did not match the resentment

on his face at all.

Kisa was not angry and instead patiently said to him, ” Come, open your mouth. I’ll feed you! We’ll have a good talk once you’re done eating.”

“Enough!”

Just as Kisa was about to force the spoon into his mouth, the man raised his arm abruptly.