Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 855

Chapter 855 I Can Give You My Life

However, Kisa instantly felt the anger rushing straight to her forehead, and her face flushed red abruptly. She quickly raised her hand to cover her chest and burst into tears.

"Gilbert, you are too much!"

Gilbert obviously had yet to recover from the shock. His pair of dark eyes aggressively lingered on her body. Kisa was furious that she kicked him. However, having good reflexes, not only did Gilbert avoid her kick, but also, her foot was grabbed by his big hand. In an instant, she was lying in front of him in an extremely embarrassed and ugly posture.

Kisa was both ashamed and angry, wanting to pull back her feet, but the man held her tighter. She yelled unbearably, "Let me go!"

Right at that moment, there was a shout from outside the door suddenly, "Daddy, Aunty Kisa, what are you doing?"

Kisa's whole body tensed up, and her face turned even redder. A pair of watery eyes stared at the man in front of him hatefully, wishing she could kill him.

But the man was calm and composed. He turned his eyes and smiled lightly toward the direction of the door, "Daddy and Aunty Kisa are busy. You should continue watching your show."

"Oh. Okay, Daddy."

Soon, no sound could be heard outside. Gilbert looked back at her with a smirk on his face, "I told you not to yell loudly. Look, you've startled the children."

Kisa refused to speak in her fury. She just grabbed the bath towel, covered herself indiscriminately, and tried to withdraw her foot. Gilbert trying to be bad, however, did not let go of her leg, instead grabbed her feet tighter and tickled her foot sole viciously a few times.

Kisa was ticklish. She immediately twisted her body to resist, afraid and worried her yell would startle the kids again.

Looking at Kisa's big reaction, Gilbert tickled her soles a few more times with a smirk.

Kisa could not take it anymore as she kept twisting. She held back her laughter until tears flowed out.

Seeing that Gilbert wanted to scratch her again, she begged for mercy, "No, stop tickling me. It's ticklish."

"Tell me. Are you still going to block me?" Gilbert angrily gritted his teeth when mentioning this. This woman blocked him without even saying a word.

Kisa, on the other hand, was furious too. She said in a muffled voice, "I'm not at fault here. You started... Ah!"

Kisa could not finish speaking before Gilbert started tickling her foot sole again.

Kisa quickly shrank back and begged for mercy, "N-No. I won't block you anymore. S- Stop scratching."

Only when Kisa begged did Gilbert stop and release her foot. Seeing this opportunity, Kisa quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel and crawled into the bed, only revealing her head from the bed. She was ashamed, angry, and in a total mess, yet Gilbert looked well-dressed and calm. The strong contrast made Kisa feel furious and uncomfortable.

'This is my home. How can he come and go freely every time to bully me?'

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more tears accumulated in her eyes. Finally, the vision in front of her eyes became blurred.

In the haze, she seemed to see the panicked expression on the man's face.

'Well, I got it wrong again, right? He bullies her every time. How would he ever be nervous about her and feel sorry for her? The previous gentleness and consideration were all just an act.'

Kisa, disappointed, wiped away her tears, hugged the quilt and her knees, and said nothing.

The man walked over a few steps. He held her in his arms through the quilt. His tone was much softer than before, "Alright, stop crying. It was my fault just now."

Kisa ignored him. Gilbert pursed his lips and said again, “Honestly, it's your fault for being too stubborn. I can even give you my life if you could give in to me a little."