Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1269 I Want to Prove My Innocence

Kisa subconsciously turned to look. To her surprise, the silhouette was Gilbert.

“How’d he get to the courtyard within such a short period of time? He’s still in his night robe,’ she thought.

Kisa then glanced at the courtyard behind him; it was pitch black. Only Vivian’s place had some light, and the other places did not look different.

Her gaze was fixated on Gilbert. After the man entered the house, she finally shifted her gaze.

A while later, Gilbert finally returned.

“What were you doing just now?” Kisa asked curiously the moment the man entered the room. Gilbert shut the door and glanced at Kisa. A moment later, he responded indifferently. “Nothing.” Then, he leaned onto the headboard and stared at a random spot in a daze.

Gilbert scrunched up his brows as his eyes darkened; he seemed to be thinking about something. Kisa could not figure out what he was thinking, but she sensed he had a heavy heart. She pursed her lips. Then, she suppressed her curiosity and did not ask more questions. “That’s how he is. If he doesn’t want to tell me, there’s no use asking him,’ she thought. She climbed into the bed and started scrolling on her phone with her back facing him.

“Sometimes, this man would blame me for not telling him a thing. But isn’t he the same? He’s always hiding things from me. If he doesn’t want to tell me, so be it!’ she thought.

Kisa continued scrolling through her phone and tried her best to kill the curiosity she felt,

sudden unless he saw something. After all, he should be getting ready for bed at this. hour. So what in the world did he see? What

pretended

she met with the man’s dark eyes the man she glanced

She felt panicked.

back around and continued to

whatever was playing on her phone.

the movements of the

Gilbert finally spoke, “I saw the figure again

she could not process his words and subconsciously asked, ”

she finished asking, she immediately

be talking about the figure that resembled Sara Mitchell a lot. After all, only that would make him so emotional, panicked, and….smitten. I was curious why he’d run to the backyard all of a sudden, so it

spoke, “The

way to address her,’ thought

longer in the mood to be

and threw it to the nightstand. Then, she pulled up the blankets and pretended as if she were

dully, “Is that so? You still didn’t