Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 142 What? You’re Dying? 

“You will regret it one day to protect her now.” 

“The thing I regret most in my life is meeting you. Without you, none of the tragedies would have happened.” Gilbert stared at her indifferently, his voice calm yet frosty. 

An emotion surged inside her, and tears blurred her eyes. She grasped the carpet with indignation, her eyes bloodshot. She suddenly let out a self–deprecating laugh. “So did I. All my misfortunes started when I met you.” 

“Is that so?” Gilbert smirked and stopped looking at her, instead pulling Sharon outside. It was not until they drove away in the car that Kisa tried to get up from the floor. Her back hurt like hell from hitting the cabinet, and her body felt as if it was going to fall apart whenever she moved. She gritted her teeth and walked slowly to the coffee table, picked up her mother’s ruined notebook, and held it in her arms, then slowly walked upstairs. She trudged forward, not only the dull pain coming from her back but also the familiar pain that flooded. her internal organs coming with each step. There were many maids around her quietly watching her stagger, but none of them came forward to help her. 

that probably even these maids

But after taking the usual amount of pills, the pain in her internal organs only

minute had passed, and then two minutes passed. A quarter of an hour later, the pain was becoming unbearable. She could not help but clench her bodice harder. Because of exerting too much force, her knuckles turned white. She could not wait any longer and hurriedly opened the bottle and took two more pills.

over the

Kelvin. At the moment, she guessed that his hatred toward her had probably doubled. Kisa tried her best to calm down her breathing. “Why are the medicinal effects of the pills you gave me getting worse and worse?”

only get worse, and you will eventually have to swallow the entire bottle of pills and it will not work. All you can do by then is to

ז” 

of blood spurt out in the next second. She braced herself on the floor and stared at the pool of blood. Now that the pain and

do before she died As soon as Madalyn woke up, she could prove her innocence ‘How wonderful!‘ she thought Kisa lay on the floor, imagining Madalyn waking up, and she

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