Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 351


    Chapter 351 A Vile and Depraved Man


    Seeing Gilbert check the water temperature several times, Kisa could not help but say, “Okay, I can do


    it myself. Get out.” The man did not budge. Kisa instantly frowned, “I said, get out Gilbert lifted his gaze


    to look at her with his dark eyes and said, “Didn’t you hurt your arm? I’ll help you wash it.”


    “No!” Kisa immediately put her hands around her chest in a protective gesture, but when she saw the


    sarcastic look on the man’s face, she felt uneasy. She put her hands down and said coldly, “My arm is


    injured, not broken I can manage just fine by myself, so get out


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    However, Gilbert did not go out and sat beside the bathtub with his back against the wall, looking at her


    calmly. Kisa froze.


    “What is the meaning of this? Do you want to take a wash first? It’s fine if you want to There are so


    many rooms here that I can go to other rooms and wash up


    “Come back here!” Gilbert stretched out his arm and pulled Kisa over when he saw that she was trying


    to leave. He pulled so hard that Kisa staggered a few steps and fell into his arms She struggled to get


    up as she yelled, “Let go of me! I know how to wash myself! Get out! Get out! Get out!!!!


    Gilbert stared and her and sneered, “I didn’t say you couldn’t do it yourself. I just want to help you wash


    your hair. Why are you acting like it’s a big deal?”


    Kisa was startled. “Help me wash my hair?” She quickly frowned and shook her head. Her expression


    was cold. “No. I can wash it myself.”


    “How can you wash your hair when your injured arm shouldn’t be touching the water? Are you trying to


    infect your wound on purpose so you can pretend to be weak and pitiful in front of Jensen?”


    This man never said anything to show that he cared about her. All he would do is act like he cared, or


    just directly mock and taunt her.


    ‘He’s the reason behind the wound on my arm. He’s the reason behind my battered body, but he never


    once showed any guilt or pity. All he does is pile insult upon insult.‘ Kisa was about to cry when she


    thought about what she had gone through with Gilbert. She tried her best to suppress the sadness and


    the pain in her heart, and a cold smile appeared on her face.


    “Yeah, I want my wound to be infected so I can be weak in front of Jensen. At least he’ll feel sorry for


    me, unlike you! You… You’ve never once felt sorry for me, and it’s clear that you never will!”


    Gilbert stared at the hatred in her eyes for a long time. Suddenly, he spoke in a soft tone, which was


    rare. “I won’t look. Go in the bathtub, and I’ll wash your hair after you sit in it.”


    “No!”


    Gilbert was annoyed at Kisa’s stubbornness. He tugged at her cor and said coldly, “We can do this


    the easy way or the hard way. It’s up to you, but I’m telling you, it only gets worse from here. Do you


    want me to rip your clothes off and throw you into the bathtub?”


    Kisa was on the verge of tears. She stared at Gilbert with her bloodshot eyes and said, “You’re a


    lunatic. You’re a pervert. You…are a vile and depraved man!”


    Gilbert did not care what she thought of him. He ignored her words and continued, “Are you getting in


    yourself, or do you want me to do it for you?”


    Kisa had never hated him as much as this before. She red at him, gritted her teeth, and clenched


    her fists tightly. Gilbert then reached out and pulled her cor when he saw that she was not moving.


    “I’m going!” Kisa pped his hands away and shouted in anger.