Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 701 Being Alive is Good Enough

Kisa’s felt her heart tremble deep down and instinctively broke free from his hug. Gilbert’s low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded above her head, ” Don’t move. Let me hug you for a bit.”

His voice had a heavy indication of exhaustion and exasperation from escaping death. His low and hoarse voice had totally lost its usual assertiveness, yet after hearing him say those words, Kisa really did not move.

“I thought that this time I… truly wouldn’t make it back, “he lightly chuckled after saying the sentence. His tone was light and slow, but Kisa could feel how dangerous it had been for him. She pursed her lips and did not say a thing, nor did she ask a thing. She did not move and let Gilbert hug her just like that.

His clothes were completely soaked and brought a wave

of harsh cold air.

The chilly air seeped through bit by bit into Kisa’s parka. This made her slowly feel the waves of bone–chilling coldness. However, she still did not push away the man hugging her from behind. She secretly clenched her hands by her side. Kisa followed him together to savor the

precious silence.

should go and order something to eat. I’m going to take a shower,” Gilbert

of her parka had a big wet patch made by Gilbert. She took them off and hung them over the

not feel cold anymore, even though she wore only one layer of a sweater. She took

waiting for Gilbert to come out after his shower. Gilbert used to shower very fast. She did not sit for long before he came out. He washed all the dirt and mess off his body. He had changed into dark

walked with a limp. The part on his knees had blood bleeding through again

for a while and asked,

her with a severe tone, “My leg might be done for. I feel that it’s hurt down to the bone. I’m afraid that

missing a beat. She was stunned at the start, then spoke softly, “That would be fine. Being alive is good enough. With your wealth and status, even if you had both legs gone, you won’t

face immediately fell, “You’re not worried for me

should I be worried about you? Haven’t you always proclaimed

did you endure the cold winds