Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 95

After all, Davian was his assistant, so there's nothing that cannot be answered on Kisa's phone.

"Hello, Mrs. Kooper. Mr. Kooper will attend the press conference the day after tomorrow. You must take good care of him tonight and tomorrow. You know how much he has sacrificed to protect you."

Gilbert didn't say a word but his brows slightly furrowed. 'Why is Davian reminding her to take care of me, like he's her mother-in-law?'

"Don't try to run away from your responsibility. We've signed a contract, remember? If you don't look after Mr. Kooper, I won't help you anymore," said Davian angrily after not receiving a response.

"Contract? What contract?"

Davian was shocked to hear Gilbert on the other end of the line.

"M-Mr. Kooper?"

"What is this contract you talked about?"

"Uhh—"

"Tell me!"

...

When Kisa came out of the bathroom, she sensed something wrong in the air, but she did not take it too seriously when she thought about how Gilbert was always in a bad mood.

She dried her hair and went to get the medical kit. "Time to change your gauze. You'll need to go to bed earlier today. One more day of rest and your wound shouldn't be a problem to you anymore."

Gilbert kept quiet. His expressionless face made it impossible to tell what he was feeling.

Kisa took off his nightwear, picked up a pair of scissors, and skillfully removed the gauze from his chest. His wounds had begun to scab over after several days of care. Kisa first disinfected his wound with rubbing alcohol. Then, she dipped a cotton swab in some ointment and rubbed a thin layer of it on his wound.

Gilbert stared at her for a long time until he asked in a low voice, "Why were you taking such good care of me these past few days?"

"What?" Kisa looked up at him subconsciously.

"I said, why were you taking care of me these past few days?"

Kisa looked away and continued to treat his wound.

"Why are you asking so many 'whys'?"

"It's because you stabbed me with a knife, and you feel guilty, so you volunteered to take care of me, hoping that I will get better soon, right?"

Kisa frowned. 'What's up with him today? Why is he asking so many questions? There is no way that I'm telling him I signed a contract with Davian. He'll surely intervene and stop Davian from helping me.'

After some thought, she nodded.

Suddenly, Gilbert grabbed the medical kit and smashed it to the ground.

Kisa was shocked, "Are you crazy?!"

"Is it not because you signed a contract with Davian?"

Kisa looked at him in shock. 'How does he know? Did Davian tell him?'

"I was grateful for your care these past few days, Kisa Becker. But it turns out that everything you do is intentional and has a motive behind it."

"How could I forget? You are a selfish, scheming, vicious woman. You'd never do business without it benefiting you. And I thought you'd gained a conscience, hah."

Gilbert's words struck her nerves again and again. She grabbed the blanket tightly and sneered, "Yes! Everything I do, I do with intention! Shouldn't you know by now? Why would I ever come and look after you if I didn't gain something from it?"

"Get out!" Gilbert raised his hand and slammed Kisa to the ground. "Get the hell out of here!"

Kisa struggled to get back up, but she stared at Gilbert fiercely, "I'm taking care of you no matter what. It's a fact that you're already getting better. You are not to interfere with our agreement."

"GET! OUT!" Gilbert pointed at the door, trembling with anger.

Kisa did not want to stay any longer, so she turned around and walked out of there.

Gilbert stared coldly at her back and sneered, "Don't you want to know what I'll do in the upcoming press conference?"