Chapter 984 I'd Love To See You Try

Kisa hugged Gilbert around the waist, refusing to let go, her eyes looking everywhere. "Mm... My arms, legs, and neck... It hurts everywhere... Can you please take me to the hospital first, Gilbert?"

As soon as Kisa finished speaking, Gilbert immediately carried her up. He looked at Peter coldly and said, "If anything happens to her, you're dead."

Peter shrugged indifferently and sneered, "Go ahead. I'd love to see you try."

Gilbert's brows furrowed when he took a step toward him. Kisa hastily tugged on his shirt and said in a low voice, "Forget it. We shouldn't stoop to his level."

Gilbert stared at the woman in his arms. If she had not told him that she disliked Peter after being drunk last night, he would have thought that Kisa was so protective of Peter because something was going on between them.

Gilbert tried his best to suppress his anger. He gave Peter a stern look and turned around to walk out of the set with Kisa in his arms. His car was parked right by the entrance of the set.

Peter frowned as he stared at the woman in Gilbert's arms. 'What is up with that woman? Could it be that she has really fallen in love with me?' Peter tugged his shirt playfully. 'Gilbert must be fuming. Hah! Things are about to get interesting.'

Gilbert gently placed Kisa on the passenger seat. He raised her arm and took a closer look, only to see that there was a huge scrape on her delicate arm. The wound was bleeding and stained with dirt. He ther looked at Kisa's slender neck, which was bruised.

Gilbert's face darkened instantly when he saw the injuries she endured. He became hostile once again when he growled, "F*ck Peter. I won't let him get away with this." His tone was cruel and sullen.

Kisa was still thinking about the birthmark on Peter's chest, but after hearing what he said, she quickly returned to her senses. She hurriedly looked up at the man, only to see a cold expression on his face with eyes that were full of viciousness. Kisa could not help but hold the man's hand and say, "I'm fine. Let's just forget about it, okay?"

"Forget about it?" Gilbert growled. "How can we just forget about it when he caused you to be injured so badly?" He then went around the car and got into the driver's seat. He started the engine and said in a deep voice, "This time, I'll teach him a lesson."

"No, Gilbert. Please. Just forget it. I'm not that badly injured." Hearing her trying to protect that man, Gilbert became furious.

He parked the car aside and looked at her with a frown. "Look at you. You're hurt. Why are you standing up for him? What, do you like him?"

'Aren't people more likely to tell the truth when they're drunk? Kisa had made it clear that she did not like Peter last night. Was she just pretending to be drunk?' Gilbert thought. 'What about the part where she told me she liked me?'

The man started to overthink everything.

Kisa suddenly burst out laughing. "Peter is a violent and arrogant man. Who in their right mind would ever fall for him?"

"Then why are you still trying to protect him?" Gilbert asked.

"I'm helping him out because he was willing to undergo a blood transfusion for Jensen."

Gilbert suddenly stopped talking when Kisa mentioned about Jensen and the thing that happened at the hospital. That was the saddest day of his life. He felt suffocated whenever he thought about it, especially since Jensen still had not woken up yet. Whenever Gilbert thought about him, his heart was filled with guilt.

Kisa glanced at his tense profile, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly. After a long while, she smiled at him and said, "Okay. I promise not to provoke Peter next time. The only reason I went after him today was because of Jolina."

Having said that, Kisa could not get the birthmark on Peter's chest out of her mind.

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