Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 2


    Chapter 2 Running Away


    It was still the same cold, unforgiving voice that Kisa would remember to the day she died. She


    trembled, filled with grief and fear, telling herself she must not let him recognize her.


    Shey on the floor and swept her eyes around. Her gaze finally fixated on the hotel’s back exit. A


    secondter, she sprang to her feet and ran as fast as she could for the exit.


    “Get her!” a stern voice shouted.


    Kisa’s knees went weak as she was scared. She hurriedly overturned the signages and banners to


    slow down the security guysing after her. Running out the back exit, Kisa still did not dare let up


    but ran toward the side aisle. The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind her, but she did not


    dare look back. She just ran for her life as if a terrifying demon was chasing her.


    Gilbert went out of the hotel and searched around in a panic but never saw Kisa.


    Meanwhile, Sharon and Davian Park, Gilbert’s assistant, also rushed out after Kisa. Sharon asked


    Gilbert anxiously, “Gilbert, what’s wrong? I have heard you’re chasing a woman.”


    Gilbert ignored her. The anxious look in his eyes told her he was looking for someone.


    At that moment, a fleeting awful premonition hit Sharon, and she looked at Gilbert cautiously, “You think


    that woman is—”


    “It must be her. Her sins have not been atoned for, and she will never get away with it in this life,”


    Gilbert growled grimly.


    “Davian. Send someone to find the woman who has just fled. Make sure you find her.” Gilbert looked


    anxious, his face grim.


    Davian wasted no time in dispatching men to blockade the hotel. But even then, Gilbert was still not


    assured. He searched around the hotel for a long time.


    Sharon looked jealous when she saw Gilbert’s anxious look, which appeared as if he was possessed.


    ‘It’s been five years since Kisa’s death. What makes her stir the heart of this man? I wish he has


    mistaken someone for her. Kisa is dead, and her body has turned into ashes. It’s impossible for her to


    come back to life.’


    In a small, humid basement–


    Kisa curled herself into a ball, shivering in the corner.


    ‘I really wish I could kill you.’


    ‘You better die in there.’


    ‘You know better than anyone else how the childes about, don’t you? The child shouldn’te to


    this world.’


    All that filled her ears were the cold, heartless words that Gilbert uttered to her. She buried her face in


    her knees and cried out in grief.


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    Since Kisa was a child, she had been trying to please Gilbert. Her mother had told Kisa to do so before


    she died. But all she got in return was his disgust. After Gilbert risked his life to save her, she


    completely lost herself in him. But he had nothing but disgust and indifference for her. Even after their


    marriage, although Sara had been the one who repeatedly set her up and provoked her, Gilbert was


    always on Sara’s side. He never trusted her. Never.


    In the dark basement, only the light of her cell phone screen kept flickering. This was the eleventh call


    Arie had made to her since she had escaped from the hotel. Arie had always had a bad temper.


    Kisa crawled over and answered the phone cautiously, but no one answered on the other end of the


    line.


    Arie had not been doing well, with minimal exposure for the past few years. So Kisa thought she


    could work for Arie and would not bump into Gilbert. Never had she expected Arie would secure a


    role in the drama produced by GK, with Sharon in the lead role. In that case, she knew she could no


    longer work in this job.


    Still, no one spoke on the other end of the phone. Kisa was anxious and decided to quit her job.


    “Arie, I know I have always been clumsy and have done nothing right. So, I-I would like to quit,” said


    Kisa cautiously. She then hastily added, “You don’t have to pay me for this month’s work. It is my


    problem.”


    But there was still no reply on the other end of the phone, only a faint sound of slow breathing, which


    felt depressing but also vaguely familiar. Just then, Kisa’s heart skipped a beat, and she cautiously


    called out, “Arie?”


    “KISA BECKER!”