Reborn Through Fire

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 place 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 splashed her face with cold water. Her rage had to be calmed, or it would affect her emotions during filming later. 

When she emerged, Gilbert sat by the dining table 

reading the newspaper. The two plates 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 

disgusted with her to the core, had woken up early to make breakfast for her. He even sat there waiting for her

would believe her if she claimed this

was sane. 

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

smiled at both kids and asked, ” Do you guys want Auntie

two kids could skip, Gilbert answered casually, ” I’ll fetch them. Come here and finish your breakfast. The pasta is getting

yourself, then. I’m not hungry,” Kisa

furrowed his brows and huffed coldly,” If Jensen cooked the

the door. Just as she

gave out a sudden laugh. The laughter was filled

his sarcasm and spoke to Jensen, ”

to the production

way there,” Jensen said. His movements were natural and casual. It seems that he frequently makes breakfast for her.

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

care for the spaghetti I cooked. She’s thinking about the breakfast made by

spare as much as a glance at him and took the sandwiches from

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spoke softly to Gilbert, Daddy, it seems like Madam Kisa doesn’t like spaghetti. She