Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1548

The more tenderly he treated her, the more she was haunted by the memory of his parents' deaths and her role as the transgressor. She had stolen their lives, shattering his once-blissful childhood. Yet he never broached the subject of his parents' demise in her presence, fearing it would distress her. They both avoided the topic, but that did not mean it ceased to exist, i

April's embrace graced the park, casting vibrant scenery and rejuvenating air all around.

As Gilbert held her hand, guiding her along the cobblestone path with few passersby, she felt a wave of comfort she had once yearned for but believed unattainable. Now that she had it, her heart could never return to the innocence it once knew. She had grown reticent, often relying on Gilbert to initiate conversations. He would ask, and she would respond. He never found it tiresome and treated her with the same delicate attention as one would a first love.

As twilight enveloped them and a cool breeze kissed their skin, Gilbert slipped off his suit jacket, draping it gently over her shoulders. Clasping her hand with conviction, he smiled warmly.

"I've already booked our plane tickets. Once I wrap up some company affairs this week, I'll whisk you away to the south for a well-deserved escape. How does that sound?"

His eyes radiated warmth, depth, and an unwavering devotion.

transfixed by the love they held. After a moment, a

"Okay."

and it was somewhat rigid. Yet her eyes sparkled with a newfound brightness, no longer burdened by the shadows of the

drew her into his loving embrace, murmuring softly, "The southern landscape is breathtaking; I know you'll fall in love

relentless pace of the city and the tormenting memories that pursued

his comforting embrace. She chose not to dwell on anything else, surrendering herself to the serenity and warmth of

water in the bathroom gradually faded, leaving a captivating silhouette dancing on the semi-transparent

in Gilbert's eyes. He reached for a glass of cool water on the

cheeks now glowed with a rosy hue, thanks to the steam. Her hair, damp and clinging to her shoulders, had only been patted down with a

a hairdryer from the cabinet. "You should dry your hair before you