Reborn Through Fire novel Chapter 516

Chapter 516 It Hurts Just Shedding This Much Blood?

“Who are you? Stop the car, I want to get off, I want to get off…” Kisa was in a trance, only to feel that someone had shoved her into the car. She tried to push the door open, but no matter how hard she tried, it would not open. She leaned forward and tugged at the driver’s arm. “Stop the car, stop the car…”

Gilbert furrowed his brows, and he yanked the woman’s hand away with annoyance.

But the woman kept coming back up, now tugging at his chest. “Where are you taking me? Stop the car. I don’t want to be here. Stop the car.”

The woman was drunk and did not know how much force she was using when she tugged at his clothes. The wound on his chest hurt and it reminded him of her heartlessness that day. He yanked her hand away again in annoyance. But Kisa did not relent, and kept pulling at him, irritating him. Gilbert’s eyes narrowed, and he jerked the steering wheel, making a sharp turn.

Because of inertia, Kisa hit her head against the car window. She cried out in pain as she fell back into the seat.

Gilbert was relieved that she finally stopped bothering him. If she kept on tugging at him, they could have a car accident.

“It hurts. I feel awful…” Instead of pulling at him, Kisa started to wail.

Gilbert was annoyed. ‘I shouldn’t have brought this woman into the car, but let her outside to fend for herself. She knows she can’t drink, yet has drunk so much. She gets what she deserves.‘

“It hurts, Jensen. My head hurts, my heart hurts. What should I do, Jensen? What should I do…”

Gilbert clutched the steering wheel. He suddenly let out a cold and self–deprecating smile.

“It really hurts,” Kisa said with aggrievement, her eyes welling up.

A wave of annoyance rose within him for no reason. He flung away her hand. “You deserve it for drinking so much.”

“Because I’m sad. I’m sad, and so I drink. People say there will be no more sadness, after getting drunk.”

“You have nothing to be sad about,” Gilbert said sarcastically. ‘What could a heartless woman be sad about?’

Kisa shakes her head. “I’m sad about a lot of things, a lot of things…” she said, slowly getting up from the ground, but not before her stomach churned again. She tugged at the hem of Gilbert’s shirt and arched her back, retching.