Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 777

Chapter 777 You Can't Catch Me

At the end of the dinner, all the artists came to give Kisa a toast. Everyone was just so jazzed, and the atmosphere was so upbeat. Not wanting to kill their buzz, Kisa drank to them all, one glass after another. At first, Gilbert offered to drink on her behalf, but she still had a grudge against him and refused to accept his kindness. So, after many glasses of wine later, she was hammered just as expected.

When she left the hotel, she insisted on Jensen driving her home. But Gilbert dragged her out of Jensen's car. She was pissed off and refused to take Gilbert's car. He finally had no choice but to bring her to stroll down the street.

Kisa ended up hugging a tree trunk, wanting to throw up, but could not. She frowned, looking awful.

Gilbert patted her on the back, trying to soothe her. "You should have let me drink on your behalf, not stubbornly insisting on drinking the toasts and ending up with a screwed-up body."

Kisa pushed him away. "It's none of your business. Who are you, and why do I need you to help me? I don't need your help with anything."

Gilbert knew Kisa's attitude toward him would only get colder and colder. No matter how much he tried to please her, she just refused to talk to him properly.

Kisa slumped against the tree and tried to retch a few times before staggering onward.

Gilbert followed her. Whenever she was about to fall, he rushed up to help. But Kisa resented his touch. As soon as his hand touched her, she was like a threatened hedgehog, becoming bristled. He felt sad at the thought of this. Sometimes, he felt like he could no longer put up with it anymore, thinking about just forcing himself on her to tame her until she submitted to him. But he did not dare, as he knew how unyielding she was. He was afraid to hurt her, and more afraid to lose her forever.

"Gilbert..." While he was in a lapse of attention, Kisa had run to and stood on the curb of the road and waved at him, calling out to him in a drunken, flirtatious voice. That voice sounded like a burst of electricity running through his body. He walked over and looked her in the eyes, knowing that whenever she was drunk, she never behaved sensibly. Kisa smiled at him and then hopped on

one foot on the curb of the road.

He furrowed his brow involuntarily when he thought of the last time she fell off a boulder when she was drunk

and ended up sitting in a wheelchair for a while. So he reached out to pull her back. "Come back down and walk properly."

But she dodged his hand and smiled at him. "You can't catch me!"

Gilbert's face turned grave, and he was about to carry her down. But Kisa suddenly fell into his arms without warning. Thanks to his quick reaction, he held onto her in time. Otherwise, she could have fallen to the ground. Gilbert grabbed her waist, wrapped his arms around her, and before he knew it, Kisa planted her sweet, hot lips on his. He could not believe that she had kissed him. With no coercion, this was the first time she had ever kissed him. Gilbert's heart was pounding, and he felt everything happening at this moment was like a dream. He did not dare to move, afraid that the slightest movement would break the beautiful dream that he was sinking and obsessed with at the moment.

Kisa closed her eyes and kissed him for a long time, her kissing skills clumsy. But Gilbert felt it was one of the best kisses of his life. She kissed him along his jaw and slowly made it up to his ear. Her hot breath sprayed all over his neck and ear. He felt an urge in his body, wanting to break free of his suppression. Suddenly, Kisa whispered something in his ear, and his passionate desire receded at once.