Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 691 What a Mansplainer

Kisa was upset. She still had to think about the big picture. Those killers might not have climbed into her room from the outside, but there was no guarantee that they would not pick the lock in the middle of the night. Plus, she really did not want Gilbert to worry about her. After all, he had to drive during the day. She had once said she would drive when he felt tired, but he disagreed.

Gilbert told her that killers were chasing them along the ́ way and that her driving skills were not as good as his, so he was afraid that she could not escape in a car pursuit. Kisa had the same thought, too, so she did not insist.

Gilbert was still awake, leaning against the headboard and playing with his phone. The room was lit with warm yellow light from the wall lamp, the soft light making him look more affable, unlike his prickly attitude earlier.

Kisa held the quilt and stood in the doorway. Seeing that he said nothing, she scuttled toward the bed. It was a gigantic bed, but Gilbert was lying at the center, so she did not know where she should sleep. But there was more space at the end of the bed. She glanced at the man, then moved the quilt at the end of the bed to one side so that it freed up more space. Kisa put her quilt there and climbed

up from the end of the bed.

Gilbert was wearing headphones, seeming to be playing a game, and looking very serious. “Heh! Didn’t he just say he was tired and wanted to sleep? Yet he is playing a game now.’ She despised him in her heart as she pulled her own quilt over her legs, then held the edges of the quilt, and slowly slipped under the quilt. She tried to be gentle and not make a sound because there was not much space for her to sleep, and she did not want to disturb

Gilbert.

one has ever dared to point

such things to a woman?‘ Kisa’s face flushed with indignation. “It is your feet

“Come here!”

yelled angrily, even swearing. ‘It was he who asked me to sleep with him. So

me?’

moved over to

breath, and only then did she carry her quilt and move over. As she lay down on his end, she moved as far as she could to the edge of the bed, away from him, and with

her slim back, then silently unplugged the headset from his ears and turned

sweet and cheerful voices of children came

Daddy! I miss you

you doing now? When are you

turned around and saw Gilbert and the kids chatting on

a few days. Are you