Reborn Through Fire

The floor near the doorway was strewn with breadcrumbs. Kisa stretched out her painful red hand. She picked up the dirty and cold hard breadcrumbs and put them into her mouth.

Suddenly, the door opened. A voice said, “You have a visitor.”

Before Kisa could rejoice, she was roughly dragged out of the cell, cleaned up, and pushed into a visiting room. Through the bars, she finally saw the man she had loved for ten years.

Kisa held back her tears. “How is Grandma?”

“How could you still have the nerve to ask?” Gilbert Kooper grabbed her by the neck with a ruthless look on his face as if he was going to kill her. “Thanks to you, Grandma will never wake up again.

“I can overlook the fact that you climbed into my bed on purpose and abducted Sara, but you shouldn’t have harmed Grandma.”

Kisa repeatedly shook her head. She had adored Gilbert since she was a child. But ever since she learned that the person he loved was Sara Mitchell, she carefully kept her feelings to herself.

One day on her twentieth birthday, Kisa woke up naked and hungover in Gilbert’s bed. A month later, she was found to be pregnant. Gilbert’s grandmother threatened to kill herself unless Gilbert married Kisa. After the marriage, he became so disgusted with her that he never came home for the night.

At first, Kisa thought they could live in peace for the rest of their lives. But then Sara disappeared, followed by a phone call from Gilbert’s grandmother telling Kisa she had something important to ask Kisa. But when she opened the door, the old lady was seen lying on the floor covered in blood.

“Gilbert, I didn’t hurt your grandma. For the sake of the baby, please trust me for once.” Kisa pleaded with him.

“The baby?” Gilbert’s icy gaze fell on her bulging belly. “Get rid of it. Your child is too dirty!”

The man’s heartless words stabbed into her heart like a knife.

“Tell me where Sara is if you still have any conscience left.”

Kisa was in complete despair. She shrilled, “I didn’t hurt your grandma. I didn’t abduct Sara. Why don’t you believe me? This is the Kooper family’s child; why do you have to be so cruel? Why?”

The man narrowed his eyes. “You are really obstinate. Since this is the case, you may atone for your sins in prison.”

Kisa broke down and pounded on the bars as the man departed without showing her mercy.

“Kisa.”

in with some cotton coats. That was her half-sister, Sharon

let me send you anything,” said Sharon, her eyes flashing. “Just tell him the whereabouts of that woman. He told me that if you insisted on not telling him the whereabouts

her abdomen forcefully. “Sara’s disappearance has nothing to do with me. If he wants my life, then take it,” she said in her hoarse voice

she was officially transferred to the women’s prison was also New Year’s Eve. Inside, she

Eve party held in prison, Kisa lay battered on the cold, hard bed, holding her stomach with her hands. She had almost died. Her tears kept falling down

and choking smell of smoke suddenly came into the cell. Her heart sank. ‘It’s

smoke and flame started to leak in

got out of bed and dragged her battered body with difficulty toward the door. It was painful to move, but she, at last, made it to the door. However, when

be?’ Kisa’s face instantly went pale. She rapped desperately on the door panel. “Help! Help! Help

that moment, she heard murmurs

it clear that this woman

You mean,

just you know,

throbbing and her body shaking. Apparently, Gilbert was going to let her die in this cell. ‘The baby is innocent. Did he really loathe me to the point

baby in her womb, she continued to rap the door with all her strength

now I give it back to you. After this, I

another

Just as he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his phone rang. He picked up to answer,

“She is… dead?”

New Year’s Eve of 2015, a fire at Calthon’s West Suburban Women’s Prison killed an inmate code-named 0037. On the same day, Gilbert Kooper, the CEO of GK Pictures, was blessed with a

…

“Aaaaah!”

hurriedly reached for her belly, the flatness of which caused her heart

more. My child was

nightmare haunted her every night. In the dream, a group of people surrounded her, punching and kicking her, and flames engulfed her. There was also the baby, whose skin had turned purple when it stopped

of that dream lingered in Kisa’s mind all the time. Even after five years, it still hurt like hell when

phone rang. It was Ariella

opening ceremony is about to start. Why haven’t

Ariella had to attend the opening event of a drama, and she must get to the

the phone. Just

face and got off the bus. Standing in front of a street sign, she looked bitterly at