Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 275

Gilbert pressed her hands in indignation.

Kisa hissed. "Mr. Kooper, what do you want again? Didn't you think I was disgusting? Why do you want to put your clothes on me? Aren't you afraid I will stain your clothes?"

Gilbert glared at her, hating her attitude. He sneered. "You are at least my wife. Aren't you embarrassing me when you are naked?"

Kisa let out a sardonic laughter. "Mr. Kooper, are you suffering from amnesia? Have you forgotten that I am divorced from you?"

"Heh! You really think we're divorced?"

Kisa's expression changed. "W-What do you mean?"

"I don't care how much you love Jensen. You are not going to be with him for the rest of your life."

"You—"

"Let's go! Aren't you embarrassing enough?" Gilbert said, reaching for her.

Kisa backed away in disgust. "Embarrassing or not, it is my business, not yours, Mr. Kooper. Besides, as much as you say I'm disgusting, I find you just as disgusting, including the clothes you wear." With that, she took off the blazer. She could not stand the smell of his clothes in her nostrils.

Gilbert was really infuriated this time, and clutched her hand with force. As the two of them struggled, Kisa's cut dress slipped down, revealing her underwear beneath. Gilbert's body stiffened, his eyes locked on her body.

Kisa blushed when she realized what had happened. She screamed in panic and lifted up her dress as she looked around in embarrassment. It was lucky for her that there was no one in the aisle. But the way Gilbert looked at her panicked her. She bit her lower lip in shame. "It is your fault. Nothing good happens with your presence."

"Come with me." Gilbert yelled in a repressed voice and grabbed her to walk toward the lounge.

Kisa fought back subconsciously, and the man's disdainful laughter came to her ears. "Do you want to dress up like that? Or do you want to wait for Jensen to come to your rescue? It is a pity that he is too busy with other women to care about you."

"Jensen doesn't do what you say he does. Unlike you, he doesn't get involved with just any woman."

"Is that so?" Gilbert snickered with sarcasm.

When he arrived at the lounge, Davian was already waiting at the door. "Mr. Kooper, the clothes you asked for have been delivered. There are several sets. Mrs... Ms. Becker may choose the one she likes."

Kisa frowned and looked at Gilbert, wondering if he just bought her clothes. 'Heh, it is so kind of him."

Gilbert shoved her inside and slammed the door behind her.

Davian was standing in front of the door with a grimace, wondering if Mr. Kooper had just driven him out of the lounge.

In the lounge hung a row of evening gowns in all colors. Gilbert sat on the couch and said carelessly, "See which one you like and put it on."

Kisa hated his tone of voice, which was always so bossy. She stood still in the doorway, and Gilbert gave her a languid glance. "Are you still waiting for Jensen?"

Kisa clutched her bodice and said nothing. She was not waiting for Jensen; she just did not want to accept this man's help. He was her enemy, the one she hated, and his help would only make her feel ridiculous and ironic.

Seeing that Kisa was stubborn and was still standing there unmoved, Gilbert snorted. "Don't wait. He won't come to you."