"You are wearing makeup in the middle of the night. Who is it for?"Kisa looked at him. "For you."Gilbert stared at her face, which looked slightly funny, and said nothing."I heard someone say that men like beautiful women. After I put on makeup, I will become beautiful, and you will like me."It tugged at his heartstring. He looked into her clear eyes and asked faintly, "Why do you want me to like you? So you can use it to toy with me?"Kisa shook her head. "I just want you to like me," she said, cupping her face that had a thick layer of foundation, and asked expectantly, "Do you think I look good like this?"Seeing her expectant eyes, Gilbert lied through his teeth by saying, "Yes."Kisa broke into a smile happily and leaned her face with an exaggerated makeup close to him. "Do you like me then?"Gilbert pursed his lips and could no longer fudge. He said expressionlessly, "No."Kisa's smile instantly collapsed, and she muttered, not too happy, "I knew it. You like those h
It reminded him of that day when he saw her angry and resistant expression. The wound in his chest from her stab hurt again. He suddenly smiled in a self-deprecating way. 'I have to use force every time I want to get intimate with her. How ridiculous! How ironic!' He got up abruptly and looked out the window with his arms akimbo, feeling bitter.Kisa propped herself up and tilted her head to look at him. When he did not turn around even after a long while, she could not resist tugging at his clothes. "Gilbert...""Get lost!" He growled in disgust and swatted away her hand in repulsion.Kisa flinched back at his yell. She bit her lip and hugged her knees as she looked at him with a touch of aggrievement mixed with stubbornness on her face.Gilbert took a deep breath and turned to look at her. "Don't make such a face like I have bullied you. If you don't like me, why are you sticking to me? Why bother wooing and tempting me? Do you think this kind of relationship game is fun? I'm tel
It shocked Kisa for a moment. 'W-What happened?' She hurriedly looked around and found a dressing mirror over by the closet. She couldn't care less about the pain in her ankle and hurried over to the mirror. When she saw herself in the mirror, she shrieked in fright. 'Who did this? Who made my face look like this?' The makeup of the woman in the mirror was crude and garish, and because after sleeping all night, that makeup looked even messy. 'Gilbert didn't see me like this, did he?'Biting her lip in embarrassment, she turned around and rushed into the bathroom. It was a mess inside, where the pieces of shattered mirror were all over the floor and toiletries on the countertop were strewn on the floor. She searched the floor before finding a face wash in the corner. She hurriedly scrubbed her face several times with the face wash and then ran to the dressing mirror again. Looking at the clean face in the mirror, she sighed with relief. She looked at her body again; she was still weari
"I will take Andrew and Ada back to the Kooper residence in a couple of days," Gilbert said.Kisa froze for a long while before saying in a faint voice, "Okay." The two children should have gone back to the Kooper residence a long time ago. But remembering all the time she had spent with them together, she still felt sad at the thought of them leaving. She took a few breaths and inched outside, holding back the pain in her feet.Gilbert looked at her slow and clumsy movement and was irritated. He took a drag and said coldly, "Why are you walking so slowly? Is it because you don't feel like leaving?"Kisa was agitated. But she still bit her lip and tried to walk faster. Her foot was almost kaput, but she just gritted her teeth and endured it, refraining from making a sound.Gilbert felt even more upset and looked away from her when Kisa picked up her pace. Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of braking in the courtyard. He squinted and looked out. The Sandy Bay was a place where no o
"Keep an eye on her, don't let her get drunk in front of me."Kisa's eyes were downcast, her hand clenched tightly. She was awash with embarrassment and unknown emotions, feeling suffocated. Had she been a bit sober last night, she would never, ever have bothered Gilbert.Jensen glanced at her, feeling conflicted. He then looked back at Gilbert with a light smile. "Sure."The car drove away. Gilbert stared expressionlessly at it until it disappeared from sight, then he ruthlessly stubbed out his cigarette and turned around to enter the house.Inside the car, Jensen grasped the steering wheel with one hand and tugged at his tie with the other. Kisa looked at him sideways. He was pursing his lips and looked tired. She also noticed that he was still wearing yesterday's clothes and suddenly remembered Mia's car accident. She straightened up and asked, "Is Miss Fallon okay?""She is fine. She just hurt her leg."Kisa was relieved to hear this, and her straight back softened again, lea
Jensen turned to look out the window. Feeling depressed and wanting to say something, but good sense told him not to. In the end, he said nothing and started the car again. "Let me take you to the hospital."Kisa nodded, clutching the seat belt in her hand, not making a sound. She still hoped that Gilbert was not behind the fire, for no other reason than because of Andrew and Ada, whom she genuinely loved even though they were not her children. She did not want to go to the point where she and Gilbert were killing each other, as that would be too devastating to the two children.When she arrived at the hospital, Jensen did not take her to see Mia. Instead, he brought her to the surgery clinic to look at her ankle. The surgeon was an older doctor. He gently squeezed Kisa's red and swollen ankle and shook his head.Jensen instantly frowned and asked in a grave voice, "How is it? Is it serious?""Serious is an understatement. If she doesn't take care of it from now on, I'm afraid she
The doctor massaged Kisa's ankle with his unique technique, and Kisa almost cried out in pain.Jensen looked on, anxious. He wanted to ask the doctor to be gentler, but was afraid that it would be ineffective. Kisa was sweating from the pain as if she had gone through a torture."The fluid in your ankle has to be pushed out of your ankle. When the swelling subsides, I will have to see if your bones are also injured," the doctor said, turning around to dispense the prescription.Jensen took a tissue to wipe the sweat from Kisa's forehead. "Are you okay?" Jensen sounded anxious.Kisa nodded. "I'm still holding up."Jensen stroked her head, feeling sorry for her. "You must be more careful next time. Don't be so restless."Kisa looked nonplussed. 'He thought I was as restless as a child, so I fell?' Just as she was about to say something, a teasing half laugh came from the doorway."I thought you were here to see me. It turns out that you hurt your foot, too. Mia was leaning against
"Kisa," Mia suddenly called out to Kisa.Kisa subconsciously looked up at her. "What is it?""There really are so many coincidences in this world," Mia said. Kisa looked at her, not knowing what she meant by that. Mia continued. "Look, I broke my leg in a car accident, and then you sprained your ankle. Who do you think Jensen should take care of?"'She seems to have misunderstood me, thinking I sprained my ankle on purpose so that Jensen could take care of me.' Kisa looked at Mia with a serious face and tried to explain. "I didn't sprain my ankle on purpose. I was drunk last night and accidentally fell off a boulder."Jensen finally could no longer stand it and looked at Mia. "That is enough."Mia smiled and leaned back, her face still gorgeous even in the hospital ward. She smiled gently, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. "I almost died yesterday. You have never been gentle with me like you have been with her." 'I can't stand it anymore. I had thought that I would feel content