Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1273 She is Not Willing to Forgive Him

Kisa saw that Vivian’s complexion was much better than yesterday. Maybe it was the warm sun in the late autumn morning. Vivian was sitting in the courtyard with a blanket and a book in her lap. She leaned back on her wheelchair, and her eyes were slightly closed. It was a peaceful scene. Kisa was also happy to see that she was no longer sad.

Arthur brought Vivian lots of snacks, books, and fun crafts, all in one bag. He dumped the things onto the table and yelled, “Aunt Vivian, I’m here to see you again!”

Vivian slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Arthur and then at Kisa. Her gaze was not as cold and sharp as it had been yesterday. “Stella, go make some tea,” she said to one of the servants. Kisa smiled faintly and sat at the table with Arthur. He was a chatterbox, introducing Vivian to all kinds of stuff. Vivian listened to him calmly. Occasionally, a smile would appear on the corner of her lips.

“Arthur has quite the charisma. He’s somewhat capable of coaxing people and enlivening the atmosphere, Kisa thought as she listened to him on the side, drinking her tea. She wanted to ask. Vivian about David, but she knew that it was not the time since she had not come out of it yet.

After a long time, Vivian spoke. “Ms. Becker, I heard you’re here to visit my family with your husband.” She emphasized the word “husband” as if she suspected that the painful experience Kisa told her about last night was a lie. However, the injury on her back was not fake, so she was still unsure about it.

my husband, the man I told you about, the one who hurt me

you forgave him?” Vivian’s tone was slightly

forgave someone for causing me that much pain. Though, it’s indisputable that I still have feelings for him. This is so contradictory

faint smile, “I wouldn’t call it forgiveness. In the

“What about now?”

quietly leaning against the wall. The sparks from his cigarette were flickering under the

really know, but it’s not forgiveness. That’s

self-deprecation and gloom. ‘Of course, she wouldn’t forgive me. She never will.’

for a while and suddenly seemed to understand something. She smiled sadly and said, “I guess we fell too hard in love.