Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 343 He Would Wash Clothes for Her 

Before she could finish, Gilbert smiled, ” Don’t think 

you 

your explanation is redundant? We are husband and wife. Even if we did something, Jensen wouldn’t find it a problem, right, brother?” 

Gilbert looked at Jensen questioningly. Jensen nodded in response with a light smile, “Right!” 

Gilbert took Andrew from Jensen’s arms and suddenly said to Jensen, ” Ada and Andrew have never taken the initiative to get close to anyone before, except you and Kisa.” 

Jensen smiled, “Really? They really like me, though. Seems like it’s my honor.” 

After Jensen said this, he looked at Kisa, “It’s getting late. I’ll go home and rest. You rest early as well.” 

Kisa nodded her head and watched his silhouette. A feeling of guilt crept on her. 

‘I keep saying I want to take my vengeance on Gilbert, so Jensen’s doing his utmost to help me. But here I am, looking as if I’m up to no good with Gilbert. Jensen must be very disappointed with me right now. 

herself at this moment as well. Since returning to

on Carolyn and

could not even lift a finger toward Gilbert. She had been held in the

time. 

Jensen’s back and opened her mouth. She tried to think of something to say, but Gilbert was a step faster and spoke first. Gilbert casually told Jensen, Despite our relationship not being the

a little and, without turning back, spoke, “Didn’t you say I was their uncle?” It that’s the case, there is no need to thank

Jensen went

did not have any time to quarrel with him. She immediately took the sleeping children back into their rooms one by one. When she came out of the room, she found out that Gilbert had finished washing the clothes and was putting out her

she felt all the blood rush to her head, and her cheeks flushed red. “You pervert! How dare you dry

this, she rushed to snatch her underwear from

hands. 

looked at her flushed face,

done washing. Why shouldn’t

your room and sleep this instant, or I

smile and kept quiet. He gave in and went back to his room. Kisa leaned on the windowsill by the balcony. Her nose was itchy from the rage, and she had an unknown

saw the bright neon