Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 183 He Would Never Be Better Than Jensen Kisa struggled to sit up. Then, she stared at the daisies on the nightstand, f
ull of doubt.‘ Daisies can still bloom so splendidly during these seasons?‘
Her favorite flowers were daisies, but only Jensen knew her fondness for them.
While Gilbert...
Thinking of that man made her heart drop and painfully sore. As she stared at the delicate daisies as her mind wandered, the do
or was suddenly pushed open.
It was Jensen. Jensen was just as handsome as he was in her memories. His eyes
had a gentleness that felt like a spring breeze during March.
It was a warm feeling. Sometimes, Kisa would wonder who his mother was and how he had got such beautiful features.
“Are you staring at me because you don’t know me, or you’re being mesmerized by me?”
Kisa smiled and said, “You still love to joke as you used to.
”
Her face was as white as a sheet. Her smile from her thin frame just made her feel desperately fragile. The darkness in Jensen’s
eyes faded as he walked toward her.
“Seems like you’ve had it rough all these years when I’ve been gone,” he stated.
Kisa lowered her gaze and smiled lightly, “I had an incident five years ago locally. You must’ve heard of it.”
“... Yes,” he answered.
She asked, “Did you believe it?”
“Whether I believe it or not doesn’t matter. What matters
is what Gilbert saw,” answered Gilbert. 1
“Gilbert..” Kisa laughed in self–deprecation. Her eyes slowly
turned red. Remembering all the cold and ruthless things she did to her, sorrow filled her heart. She bawled as blood gushed out

of her mouth again. Jensen’s expression changed. He quickly held her sinking body.
“So, you’ve gotten this sick.”
Kisa covered her mouth, but the blood wouldn’t stop coming out. With difficulty, she said,” I... I know I won’t make it. Cough... Co
ugh cough...I don’t care about the relationships in the past. I just want to have some peace and quiet for the rest of my short
life...”
Jensen wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with a tissue. The stoic man’s face started to crack.
“Sleep for now; I’ll think of another way to cure you.
Kisa shook her head, “It’s useless... You can’t treat it... you can’t treat it...”
Then, a maid knocked on the door.
“Sir, Mr. Gilbert Kooper wants to see you.”
Hearing Gilbert’s name, Kisa’s tightly gripped hand trembled a little.
Jensen asked her,” Do you want to see him?”
“No!” She answered without hesitation. The answer contained all her disappointment and conviction.
Jensen replied,” Alright, I get it. First, take your rest.”
Jensen’s villa was located at the foot of the hill. It had a quiet atmosphere and rarely had any company. It was no wonder that they
Gilbert stared at a patch of daisies in the garden, lost in! his thoughts.
“Gilbert, could you send me a bouquet of daisies
tomorrow?” Kisa asked.
“Daisies don’t bloom during this season,” Gilbert replied.
The next day, he searched through many florists and found that daisies did bloom during spring. However, when he brought a bou
her receiving a bouquet of daisies from Jensen with a big smile.

Only then did he find out that it was her birthday that
day. Jensen was always one step ahead of him. He threw the bouquet that he had bought into a river. When she went to him look
She stubbornly replied that they did and showed him the daisies that Jensen gave her out of spite. At that moment, whether it was
His lips pulled into a smirk. In Kisa’s heart, he would never truly be better than Jensen. If Jensen did not get sent overseas, she m
Jensen stared at the towering figure from behind for a while before chuckling,” It’s been so many years, and you’ve grown so tall.