Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 344


    Chapter 344 Between Spaghetti and Sandwiches In her mind, she thought, ‘I hope he’s finally left.‘


    However, just as she thought of it, she saw him bring out two bowls of spaghetti from the kitchen. Her


    cheerful mood in the early morning immediately disappeared.


    She had a grim face while entering the bathroom. Upon entering the bathroom, she was furious beyond


    belief. The basin contained many other extra household


    supplies. There were towels, toothpaste, a toothbrush, a cup, and even a razor!


    ‘Hmph, is this shameless man treating this ce as his own house?‘


    As she clenched her teeth in anger, Gilbert appeared suddenly by the door.


    “Come out for breakfast.”


    Kisa ignored him and only sshed her face with cold water. Her rage had to be calmed, or it would


    affect her emotions during filmingter.


    When she emerged, Gilbert sat by the dining table


    reading the newspaper. The two tes of spaghetti were untouched. It seems he was waiting for her to


    dine together.


    She had no idea what tricks Gilbert had up his sleeve.


    he


    Despite being clearly disgusted with her to the core, had woken up early to make breakfast for her. He


    even sat there waiting for her to have breakfast together.


    Heh, no one would believe her if she imed this man


    was sane.


    Kisa acted as if she did not see him and walked back into the room to get a change of clothes. By the


    time she had finished changing her clothes, Ada and Andrew had finished their meals.


    She smiled at both kids and asked, ” Do you guys want Auntie to send you to school or let daddy send


    you to school?


    Before the two kids could skip, Gilbert answered casually, ” I’ll fetch them. Come here and finish your


    breakfast. The pasta is getting cold.”


    “Eat it yourself, then. I’m not hungry,” Kisa replied.


    Gilbert furrowed his brows and huffed coldly,” If Jensen cooked the pasta, would you have eaten it?”


    Kisa wasn’t bothered to heed his questions and took her bags while walking toward the door. Just as


    she opened. the door, she saw Jensen standing outside, breakfast in hand.


    Gilbert gave out a suddenugh. Theughter was filled with mockery.


    Kisa ignored his sarcasm and spoke to Jensen, ” I’m


    going to the production set.


    “I made you sandwiches. You have on the way there,” Jensen said. His movements were natural and


    casual. It seems that he frequently makes breakfast for her.


    Gilbert stared deeply at Kisa, his hand on the newspaper clenched repeatedly.


    ‘No wonder she doesn’t care for the spaghetti I cooked. She’s thinking about the breakfast made by


    another man! Damn it!‘


    Kisa did not even spare as much as a nce at him and took the sandwiches from Jensen’s hand


    before leaving. Jensen also returned to his own house.


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    Andrew curled his lips and spoke softly to Gilbert, Daddy, it seems like Madam Kisa doesn’t like


    spaghetti. She likes sandwiches. Next time, daddy, you should make Madam Kisa a sandwich.”


    Gilbert twitched his lips in self–mockery. Was the issue ever between spaghetti and sandwiches? Even


    if the situation were reversed, if Jensen made spaghetti and Gilbert made sandwiches, he was sure


    that Kisa would still choose Jensen’s spaghetti.


    It was apparent that she was disgusted at him and liked. Jensen. Hence, she would not like whatever


    he made, and whatever Jensen made would be a treasure to her.


    Gilbert stared hatefully at the two tes of pasta in front


    of him. Whatever angle he viewed the situation seemed hriously ironic.


    In his rage, he wanted to flip the two tes of pasta with his hands. But seeing the kids in front of him,


    he tried his best to suppress his anger.


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    Due to being hit by eggs previously, Kisa walked with extra precaution when walking out of the


    neighborhood. Fortunately, outside the district there were no signs of suspicious people.


    She bought a newspaper on the way out of the neighborhood. As she expected, the articles in the


    newspaper were reporting on the matter regarding Lea and her ‘ndering‘ Sharon and GK Pictures.


    The article even wrote that she deserved to be hit by eggs.


    The whole newspaper was filled with negative press


    about her. Kisa sat in the car while eating her sandwich


    and flipping through her newspaper.


    Her face bore no expression. However, just as the car started driving, the driver stepped on the brakes


    suddenly…