Reborn Through Fire novel Chapter 454

Chapter 454 Cut His Finger

Jensen lowered his eyes, drawing back any emotions left in his eyes, and said in a low voice, “That is the only way.”

Kisa had just hung up the phone when she saw Blake staring at her. It startled her for a second before she asked in bafflement, “What is wrong?”

“Ma’am, what did Dad say to you?”

“Huh, how did you know it was your Dad calling?” Kisa wondered as she remembered she didn’t mention Jensen’s name just now.

“Uncle Gilbert told me. He said that Dad called you.”

“Oh, it was him.” Kisa instantly knew that it was Gilbert who had sent the boy. She patted Blake on the head and said gently, “Your dad said nothing to me, just some personal matter. Be a good boy in the meantime. He’ll be back soon.”

“Okay. I’ll be a good boy,” Blake said and dashed back into the kitchen.

Gilbert was cutting meat when he saw Blake coming in. He did not ask but waited for Blake to tell him.

“Uncle Gilbert, Ma’am said that Dad said nothing to her. She also said that what Dad said to her was personal.”

‘Personal? What is so personal that she can’t even tell the child? Besides, Jensen rarely calls. So why didn’t he care to ask about Blake’s situation when he called?‘

“But after Ma’am received a phone call from Dad, she seemed to be in a good mood. When she answered the phone, it was a bit like she was so happy that she was going to cry.”

“Let me see if it’s really just a minor cut.”

Ada did not believe him. Gilbert washed the blood off his finger again before showing it to Ada for a fleeting second, then hid his hand behind his back and smiled. “I didn’t lie to you, did I?”

Ada pursed her lips and frowned. “Be careful not to cut your finger again.”

“I will.”

Gilbert responded with a smile and watched the two children walk out of the kitchen before he breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand back out. The blood was freely flowing again, dripping to the floor. Before he could rinse the blood off, Kisa suddenly appeared in the kitchen doorway. She glanced at his bloody finger, not ignoring the fact that all five of his fingers were still intact. She then said carelessly, “What? Did you cut your hand?” Gilbert did not answer, he just turned around and silently rinsed the blood off his hands. Kisa walked in, grabbed a mop from the corner, mopped the blood off the floor, then leaned against the sink and watched him.