Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 91

"Ha!" Gilbert sneered. "Why don't you think Howard is behind it?"

"It doesn't seem likely." Even though Kisa had been suspicious of him before, Davian's investigation proved that Howard was not lying. Moreover, he would not have the kind of money needed to bribe the newspaper.

Gilbert's handsome face turned gloomy again after hearing Kisa defend Howard. He pushed away her hand helping him with the gauze, and said, "Go away. I knew you were thinking about that boy toy of yours. He played you, and you're still helping him. You're so dumb."

"Why you—"

Kisa took a few deep breaths in anger. After a long time, she tossed the gauze at him and said coldly, "You can think whatever you want. I've told you my opinion, how you want to deal with it is your choice. I hope that you get to the bottom of this quickly so that I can go accompany Grandma."

"You don't have to worry. Whether or not I get to the bottom of this, a press conference will still be held after three days to end this matter."

Kisa tried not to think about it since Gilbert was so confident. 'It shouldn't be difficult for him to settle everything. After all, he's the CEO of GK Pictures.'

As Kisa was reading a magazine while lying on the sofa, she fell asleep. The room was pitch black when she woke up. She was stunned when she realized she was in Gilbert's room. 'When was I covered with this blanket?'. She sat up with the blanket wrapped around her, about to go downstairs to get something to eat, when bursts of painful cries sounded from the bed.

Her heart sank immediately. 'Does he have a fever again?' she thought. 'If this goes on, when will his injury heal? When will I be free?'

"Why is it you?

"No... Why...

"Why are you doing this?"

Kisa turned on the lamp that was at the head of the bed. Under the soft light was a man who seemed to have fallen into a terrible nightmare. He was mumbling and had a painful expression on his face. Kisa reached out to touch his forehead, and thankfully it was not hot.

Just when she was about to withdraw her hand, Gilbert suddenly grabbed it and muttered in a daze, "Don't leave me... Don't..."

He held onto her hand so tightly that she tried to break free several times but could not. She then sat helplessly by the bed, looking at Gilbert's sad and fragile state, wondering what he was dreaming about that was so scary for a CEO like him.

After she sat beside the bed, Gilbert started to calm down gradually. The pain on his face started to ease up. Then, he seemed to have had a good dream as the corner of his lips began to curl upward.

'I have to say, his smile is charming. It radiates sunshine and makes people feel like it too. If only he were like this every day...' she thought to herself.

Kisa tried to break free again after seeing the man ease up. However, she realized that Gilbert's brows furrowed whenever she moved, and his hands clenched onto hers even tighter. It was like he was afraid of her leaving.

Kisa could not help but smile bitterly, 'He must be mistaking me as Sara again.'

The next morning, Gilbert woke up to the feeling of something pressing on his right arm. He frowned and saw that it was Kisa sleeping on his arm.

At first, he was startled. However, the corners of his lips curled upward after a long while. Her brows were tight even in her sleep, as if something was bothering her. Gilbert stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, he reached out his hands, wanting to smoothen her frown when the maid brought in some breakfast.