Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 840

Chapter 840 Door Is Just An Accessory

Gilbert let go of her and headed outside with both his hands in his pockets. Kisa immediately followed him out, "You should explain yourself. How did you come in here?"

He lazily sat back on the sofa chair, smiling brightly at her, saying, "I can come in whenever I want to. Is that hard to understand?"

Kisa rolled her eyes, feeling incredibly speechless.

'Seems like any door is merely an accessory to this man,' she thought.

Gilbert's gaze glance over to the dishes on the coffee table. He waved his hand at Kisa, "Come on, eat your meal. Aren't you hungry after fussing for the whole day?"

Kisa walked over sullenly. She touched the bite mark on her shoulder, still holding a grudge over his biting.

Gilbert found it funny, "You bit me more harshly, though. You didn't lose out in this situation."

Kisa huffed at Gilbert and then ignored him. She only picked up the meal on the table and silently ate it.

Gilbert stared at her for a moment, then suddenly asked, "At the scene of the event today, I didn't help you. You're not angry over it, right?"

Kisa picked out a few pieces of meat to eat and then spoke to him in a cheery tone, "What's there to be angry about? I can't possibly have your help on every tiny thing. Besides, we're not supposed to have any association with each other in front of any outsiders."

She felt that if she could always be lovey-dovey with Gilbert, it wouldn't be too bad this way. Even if they had to always do this sneakily. She was fine if they decided to not reveal their relationship publicly. Kisa ate while speaking, "Naturally, I'm happy. So many outstanding men assume I am single and will be able to pursue me."

Gilbert's face fell, "You have rather wishful thinking."

Kisa ate quite hurriedly and accidentally choked a bit. Gilbert quickly passed the juice next to him to her. Kisa took a few gulps and then eased her breathing. Then only did it get better. Gilbert could not help but scrunch his brows and said to her, slightly scolding, "No one is fighting with you for your food. You always eat in such a rush. It's not good for your stomach."

Kisa drank another two sips of fruit juice. She swallowed the juice with much difficulty and spoke to him, "This had nothing to do with eating in a rush or not. Mainly after I went through that fire in the past, my throat and stomach have some complications from it."

Kisa spoke very nonchalantly, but when Gilbert heard it, his heart tightened.

He pulled out tissues and wiped the juice sticking on the corner of her lips. He spoke to Kisa softly, "Then you should try to eat slowly."

Kisa nodded her head and chuckled, "However, it's better now than in the past. In the

past, there was a lot of food I couldn't eat. I could only look at them in the past. Even white rice and grains, I only could eat a little of it, or my stomach would be in a lot of pain."

Gilbert listened quietly. His heart tightened even more. It was as if he saw the scene on that snowy day again.

He thought back to the scene where he forced Kisa to sign the letter of confession and then let the police take her away. At that moment, she screamed so heart-wrenchingly. Yet, due to his damned prejudice and misunderstanding, he did not have a shred of mercy toward her.

In the end, he put her in this state. If it wasn't for him sending her to prison, there would not have been that big fire.

Regret and pain filled the depths of his heart.

"After going back to Calthon, let Kelvin check it out for you," Gilbert said.

Kisa shook her head, "He looked over it last time. There's no way to completely heal it, but it's fine. It won't really affect my body; I'll be fine as long as I chew my food. more finely in the future." Gilbert still felt uneasy. He asked Kisa, "The warden, did Jensen replace him yet?”

"There are some leads. Jensen's subordinates are still searching. Without any other accidents, he should replace him very soon."

Gilbert pursed his lips and spoke no more. Finding the warden would be great, but he feared the result would not be as simple as he thought. Like back then at Hillsby, even though both the prison guards clarified that the fire had no connection with him.

Thinking about it now, the reaction from the two prison guards when they saw him ultimately seemed suspicious. Every time he thought about it, his heart would panic slightly. He was afraid that the warden would...

He snapped himself out of his thoughts and spoke to her in a serious tone...