Reborn Through Fire novel Chapter 20

"Where is she? Where is Kisa?"

Having soothed Andrew, Gilbert came over and saw the emergency room door wide open. There was not a single doctor inside, and Kisa was nowhere to be found.

Sharon looked at the anxiety in Gilbert's eyes, and her heart was filled with jealousy. However, her expression remained gentle. "Take it easy, Gilbert. Andrew's condition—"

Gilbert hissed at Sharon, not waiting for her to finish. "I'm asking about Kisa?"

She was stunned. Gilbert had never yelled, not even raised his voice at her like that, since she was young. Jealousy filled her heart.

But she was a natural actress. She could maintain that gentle and innocent look even if she was jealous to the point of frenzy. "Don't worry, Gilbert. Kisa is fine."

"How can she be fine after vomiting so much blood?" Gilbert was frantic and searched everywhere outside the emergency room. While this was going on, Kisa's attending doctor came over.

"Glad you're here. I was looking for you. The patient you just brought in was nothing serious. She is out of the hospital now. She didn't vomit blood; the blood was fake, just a blood packet held in her mouth beforehand."

"What did you say?" Gilbert sounded like he had heard a joke. He laughed, but it was unsettling. "Did you say the blood was fake?"

"Yes. I checked her body. She is thin but healthy. As for this bottle of pills..." The doctor took out the bottle that Gilbert had just knocked down to the ground. "It's just a bottle of some vitamin tablets."

"Vitamin tablets? Heck!"

Gilbert suddenly laughed morosely. "You deceived everyone, Kisa."

The doctor glanced at him sheepishly and hurriedly left.

Sharon thought for a second and hurriedly said to Gilbert, "I think Kisa has her own reasons for lying to you. She must be afraid that you would chastise her for causing Andrew to fall sick, so she pulled this trick, trying to gain your sympathy. Don't be angry with her."

"She has her own reasons? Heck!" Gilbert sneered. "You probably forget that since childhood, she has always been a liar, a bloody habitual liar."

When Kisa was thirteen years old, she said to him, "Gilbert, I'm sick, the kind that can't be cured. Can you grant me a wish?"

"What?"