Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 935

Chapter 935 Being Special Has Nothing to Do With Love

"Ah!" Kisa shrieked.

She quickly put her arms around his neck, "What... What're you doing?"

"Didn't I say we're continuing our unfinished business?"

The man smirked and carried her to the bedroom.

Gilbert closed the heavy curtains, and they were isolated from the hustling and bustling world outside.

Their tiny bedroom became a space for them to have a good time.

Clothes were scattered on the floor as the soft, large bed shook.

Every time they did this, Kisa would think to herself, 'This man must be really interested in my body. Otherwise, why'd he always ask for it like he's gone mad? I'm only now understanding that he can do such things even though he doesn't love me; he's purely interested in my body, and that's why he's so engrossed in it.

To him, this is probably what slightly sets me apart from other women, only slightly. However, me being 'special' to him has nothing to do with love. For instance, we've known each other since childhood, so this is what makes me special to him compared to other women.'

After they did the deed, Kisa walked to the bathroom with an aching body.

Meanwhile, the man leaned against the headboard while smoking lazily.

Kisa turned on the shower head, and the tiny bathroom instantly fogged up.

She faced the mirror. For a while, she stared at her body, which was covered in love

bites.

'I don't know what I'm doing. All I know is I have to make this man crazy about me. It doesn't matter if he's crazy about me or my body; I'll be able to take my revenge as long as he's crazy about me: I understand that this will be hard to achieve. After all, this man would've fallen in love with me long ago if he could; he wouldn't have to wait till now. But... I can't think of any other way to take revenge on him. A the same time, I can't just let him get away like this. Both my hatred and Jensen's go bone deep,' she thought.

All she knew was she had to make this man crazy about her.

She walked up to the sink and propped her upper body onto it. Then, a sorrowful and

conflicted expression appeared on her face.

Sometimes, the strong sense of helplessness and self-loath made her feel

suffocated.

If it were not for her revenge, she wanted to be liberated and end things once and for

all.

Kisa turned around and leaned against the sink. All she felt was sadness.

'Back then, I shouldn't have listened to what my mother said and pestered that boy named Gilbert Kooper,' she thought. Gilbert's cigarette had burned out.

He stood up slightly and looked toward the bathroom.

'It's been a while. Why isn't Kisa out yet?' he wondered.

He got up and put on a bathrobe.

Then, he walked over and knocked on the door.

The woman's panicked voice sounded before he could speak his worries.

"Don't come in. I'm almost done."

Gilbert smiled and did not go in. Instead, he turned to his side and leaned against the door frame.

Gilbert could not help but light another cigarette.

'She's been acting strange for the past few days; it's making me a little unsettled. I

only feel at ease when I have her in my arms,' he thought.

Gilbert continued waiting for a while more before the woman finally came out of the

bathroom.

All she had covering her body was a bath towel; her reddened cheeks and exposed

skin looked extra seductive.

Gilbert's gaze darkened once more. However, he did not act on his impulse as he did earlier on.

He pulled the woman over to the side of the bed and sat her down. Then, he took a hairdryer and started blow-drying her hair.

He was very gentle and did not hurt her scalp at all.

Meanwhile, Kisa sat by the bed blankly and left Gilbert to toy with her hair.

ags being Special Has Nothing to Do With Love

Moments later, Kisa suddenly heard the man's voice come above her head. It was mingled with the sound of the hairdryer and sounded incoherent.