Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361 Now You Have Nothing But Chicanery For Me?

Gilbert said nothing, picked up the gauze, and bandaged her wound. He was not as delicate as Jensen, and the dressing would not win any aesthetic award. Especially the knot that looked like it would fall apart at any moment.

Kisa reinforced the knot with her teeth and asked, “When will someone bring the clothes over?

“Are you afraid Jensen will worry?” ”

Kisa was exasperated so much so that she became incapable of anger. She just could not understand why Gilbert always had to bring up Jensen. Not bothering to argue with him, she got up and said, “If no one brings the clothes before dark, then I will go straight back like this. She seriously suspected that Gilbert had asked no one to bring her clothes. After all, this was his villa, where he must have many clothes, yet none will fit Kisa. Contrary to her belief, someone knocked on the door. She looked over and saw Davian standing respectfully in the doorway.

“Mr. Kooper, I have brought you the clothes you requested. They are all in the sizes you require.”

Gilbert glanced at Kisa. “Why don’t you take them? Didn’t you just ask for clothes?”

Kisa felt embarrassed with a hint of guilt for the thought she had just had. But the embarrassment and shame vanished once she thought of the man’s heartlessness. She walked to the door and took the paper bag from Davian. “Thank you.”

Davian shook his head. “Why thank me? You should thank Mr. Kooper. He remembers your size very well,” Davian said with an ambiguous smile.

Kisa had no words. “What are you thinking again?”

Davian quickly shook his head. “I’m not thinking about anything. You and Mr. Kooper are here alone, with you dressing up like this. What else am I supposed to think? It doesn’t require much imagination, does it?”

Kisa was at a loss for words. She realized she could neither speak properly with Gilbert nor communicate with Davian, like the master, like the subordinate. They are both equally annoying. She glared at Davian, then carried the paper bag to the bathroom.

Davian looked at Gilbert with a smile. “Mr. Kooper, are you and Mrs. Kooper here on vacation?”

Gilbert had not been to this villa for a long time. The only time he stayed here was the year he received the news of his wife’s death. When Davian thought of what happened back then, he was heartbroken. That year, news of Kisa’s death came, leaving no one taking care of the two babies. At the time, Gilbert did not care about the children at all. He withdrew himself at the grave of his wife days and nights without eating or drinking and then went missing. Madalyn had been unconscious, and the two poor children cried daily. They hired a babysitter, but Sharon sent her away.

Sharon, as their aunt, volunteered to take care of the children. But she was simply not up to snuff at the job. She took care of the children for a few days, and Andrew got seriously sick and was admitted into the intensive care unit. Davian was so anxious that he looked for Gilbert everywhere and could not find him. At last, he had no choice but to advertise Andrew’s hospital admission on the news before Gilbert re–emerged. Later, he learned Gilbert had

hidden in the villa. But no one knew why Gilbert was hiding there, nor did he know what Gilbert had done in the villa.

While Davian was lost in his thoughts, Gilbert suddenly said to Davian, “Is there anything else? If not, leave now.”