After George finished, he did not hear Gilbert's response for a while.So he could not help but glance in the rearview mirror, only to see Gilbert had closed his eyes with no expression on his face. No one knew what was on his mind. George pursed his lips, wondering if Gilbert really did not care about his wife at all now.As it was a matter of life and death, he could not help but speak again. "Mr. Kooper, she—""Has she died yet?""Huh?"It struck George dumb when Gilbert suddenly spoke. "Who died?""Kisa."Gilbert's tone was nonchalant. He did not sound worried at all.Suddenly, George was at a loss for words."Heck!" Gilbert suddenly sneered. "Kisa is addicted to playing victims now. Next time, if you come across that woman, tell her I'm willing to give her a hand and save her the trouble of pretending if Kisa is really so eager to die."'It is ridiculous. I haven't even given her the comeuppance, and she has come to make trouble again. She is really addicted to cheating
Kisa had a long, long dream. She dreamed of her skipping class and climbing over the school wall, ending up falling into the arms of a good-looking teenager. His first reaction was to throw her to the ground. Kisa later learned that the teenager's name was Gilbert Kooper.Kisa's mother, on her deathbed, told Kisa that if she met someone named Gilbert during her lifetime, she must guard him with her life because she owed him. She did not understand what her mother said, but because of her mother's words, she started to please the teenager named Gilbert in every way.It was just that Gilbert did not like her and always bad-mouthed her. But in her dream, even though Gilbert was annoyed with her, she still felt happy.Despite him being annoyed with her, he never went back on his words when he promised her something.There was no aching despair in the dream until blood slowly flooded her dream. A child was calling for his mother, his voice choking with sorrow and helplessness. She searc
"Did you get addicted to acting, so much so that you even prepared your tears in advance after guessing I would come?"Gilbert snickered as he looked into Kisa's teary red eyes."It is just a pity that even if you cry yourself to death in front of me, I won't spare you a glance. Save your breath and stop acting pathetic in front of me." The thought of her faking her dying that day made him sick and outraged.Kisa forced a self-deprecating smile. 'He forever feels that I'm faking my tears as if I wouldn't feel sad or upset. But when Sara was in tears, he clearly felt sorry for her. That's the difference between love and hate.'Unyielding, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "What are you doing here?""Heck! Don't you even care to ask about Andrew after causing Andrew to fall sick? You are really cold-blooded and selfish."Kisa felt uptight at the mention of Andrew, yet her tone of voice was unconcerned when she said, "That's your child, not mine.""You—" Gilbert was
He saw Kisa holding to the wall, coughing in pain.Gilbert looked impatient and sneered. "When did you become so frail? I have said it many times; there is really no need to pretend in front of me. It won't work."Kisa quietly wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at him with a forced smile on her pale face. "When did you acquire such a sharp eye that you could tell I'm faking it every time?" Her mockery was obvious.Gilbert snorted and got into the car.Kisa calmed her breathing down and fought back the severe pain in her lungs as she walked over slowly. He started the car as soon as she got in. She was caught off guard and thrown back into the seat, causing her to cough violently. All that filled the cabin was the sound of her coughing.Gilbert was annoyed. He sneered. "That is a realistic cough. Those who are uninformed would think you had a real lung disease."Kisa clenched the hand at her side and tried hard to fight back the tingle in her throat. Her lu
There was a black shirt hanging in the empty closet.Kisa frowned, wondering why there was a black shirt. Judging by its size, it should belong to Gilbert. She took it out.'There were no Gilbert's belongings in this room back then. So when was this shirt brought in here? Did the maid hang it here by mistake?' It baffled her, but she did not harp on it for too long. She just put the shirt on. It was so big that it looked like an oversized dress on her body. And it smelled of tobacco, too.The thought that Gilbert might have worn this shirt before made her feel uncomfortable. But she could only put up with it while she went to see if her old clothes were still in the bedroom. She wondered if Gilbert had sent someone to pack her belongings in the basement. If he had not, she would have no clothes to change into.She opened the bathroom door and hurriedly ran to the closet. As she opened the closet, it was full of her old clothes. It surprised her that none of her previous clothes h
Kisa was shocked, but she still brazened it out. "But you asked me to take care of Andrew. Are you trying to chase me away again?"Gilbert held her down by her bony shoulders, gasping as his eyes landed on the corner of her lifted shirt, where he got a glimpse of her skin underneath.'This damn ugly woman is still so seductive.'He gritted his teeth and stared at her for a long while. He then got up and said coldly, "I'm telling you, since you're here to take care of Andrew, then take care of him sincerely. Otherwise, you will regret it.""Heh, why did you call me here if you were so worried?""You think I want to?" Gilbert pushed her away in disgust. "You'd better do yourself a favor by treating my children with sincere care."With that, he left the room without sparing her another glance.'Do myself a favor?' Kisa let out a sarcastic smile. 'How vicious and unethical does he think I am that I need to do myself a favor?'Not long after Gilbert left, George brought her clothes.
An icy voice of mockery came from overhead."You really can't stop pretending, can you? With such superb acting skills, you should have become an actress instead of just working as an assistant. What a waste of talent."Kisa clenched her fists, trying desperately to keep herself awake. She stood up with difficulty from his arms and beamed at him. "Yeah, it really is a waste of my talent. How about you sign me up under GK?"He found Kisa's pale smile glaring. He found her acting so good that it looked genuine despite knowing it was fake. Had he not already known her malevolent intention, he would have bought into her pretense.Seeing the man's eyes become colder and more disgusted, Kisa fought back the discomfort in her body and smirked. "That's strange. How did you happen to be here? Could it be that you have been guarding me outside the door all night?" She knew that this man could not have guarded her. She said so just to troll him.Gilbert could hear her sarcasm. "Guard you? In
Kisa stopped in her tracks.Gilbert narrowed his eyes and stared at her from behind."He's the one who made you sign that contract, isn't he?" He could not think of anyone else, other than Jensen, who could be so capable.Kisa slowly turned around and looked at him expressionlessly. "Jensen and I have not been in contact for a long time. He didn't make me sign the contract. As for who it was, why should I tell you?" Actually, even Kisa had no idea about the identity of that mysterious person who made her sign the contract. But even if she knew the person, she would not tell Gilbert.After all, that mysterious person was the benefactor who saved her life, while Gilbert was the enemy who attempted to kill her. There was no reason for her to tell her enemy the information of her benefactor.She looked at Gilbert's darkened face and sneered. "Speaking of which, the contract is between Ariella and me. Why are you checking on it?""If I don't check it out, how can I prevent those uns