Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1428 It’s All So Fake
Gilbert stood there, silent as a statue, staring at Kisa with a poker face.
Kisa was caught off guard by his stoic demeanor and tried to break the ice by nudging the chicken soup toward him. “Come on,
drink it before it gets cold.”
Gilbert took a cursory glance at the bowl, but kept his arms folded and made no attempt to reach for it. Kisa’s smile stiffened as
she wondered what the heck was going on. She probed him with a teasing tone, “Are you asking me to feed you?”
He still did not budge or say a word. Kisa puckered her lips and lifted the bowl closer to him. She did not mind playing the good
girl and indulging his whims if it meant a trip to Oceanville. But before she could spoon-feed him, he suddenly caught her wrist in
his hand. His palm was warm, a stark contrast to her cold hands and feet that had been freezing all winter.
Gilbert raised his gaze to hers, his deep eyes devoid of any emotion. “Trying to please me?”
Kisa let out a light chuckle, “Nah, not really. I just thought I’d cook you some chicken soup since it’s chilly outside.”
“Hmph!” The man snorted coldly. “Do you actually care about me?” With a swift motion, he snatched the chicken soup from her
hands and plunked it down on the desk. “I already told you, if you behave yourself and don’t stir up any trouble, I will take you to
Oceanville. So don’t try to put up a show to impress me. It’s all so fake!” He sneered as he poured the chicken soup into the
nearby trash can right in front of her, making sure she saw it.
Kisa took a deep breath and kept her mouth shut.
Gilbert studied her for a moment and cracked a small smile. “I see. You are playing nice now, just so you can stay close and plot
your revenge. You’ve even managed to curb your temper, which is impressive for you. You said you won’t leave me, and I
believe you. How could you bear to part ways before you have had your sweet revenge?”
Kisa hung her head low, staying silent the whole time.
Suddenly, Gilbert narrowed his eyes and felt an unbearable restlessness in his heart. He violently swung the empty bowl toward
her. “Get out of here!” he shouted.
The bowl hit her leg, but it did not hurt her. It fell onto the carpet without breaking. Kisa silently bent down to pick up the bowl,
feeling sad in her heart. No matter how Gilbert treated her now, she could not blame him, as he did not know about her plan. She

thought after everything was over, she would explain everything to him.
As he watched the obedient woman bend down to pick up the bowl, Gilbert felt even more irritated. “You really are something
else,” he sneered. “You can endure so much just to stay by my side.”
Kisa forced a smile and suppressed the bitterness and sadness in her eyes. “If you don’t want to see me, then I will leave.
Remember to rest early and take care of yourself.” Just as she was about to leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
“You act so caring and loving toward me. Why don’t you do something practical?” he said, turning around and pushing her onto
the desk.
Kisa was shocked, and before she could react, he pressed his lips against hers with a thick and vengeful vibe. His hands
wandered freely over her body, causing her to feel pain in her back and abdomen. Worried about her unborn child, she struggled
and slapped the man’s shoulders, letting out a continuous whimper. Perhaps her resistance angered him, as he suddenly
stopped and flung her onto the carpet.
Kisa looked at him with a pitiful gaze, wondering if the thick carpet would cushion her fall enough to protect her child.
The man irritably loosened his collar, lit a cigarette, and turned his back to her.
“Get out!” he ordered coldly.