Chapter 110 More and More Cruel She wiped off her tears, acting like she was forced to be strong after being wronged. She looked at Gilbert and smiled, “Gilbert, I won‘t be visiting Grandma today. I‘ll go some other time. You can go ahead together with Kisa.” Gilbert stared at her red eyes for a few seconds and turned toward Kisa. “What did you do again?”
Even before Kisa could speak, Sharon pulled his arms and said in a soft voice, “Gilbert, you shouldn‘t blame Kisa. She didn‘t do anything. It was all my fault; 1 suddenly felt sick. Don‘t blame her.”
Kisa chuckled internally.
What a sly lady. It may seem like she was trying to defend her. In fact, the hidden meaning behind those words was to put the blame on Kisa.
She was trying to make all the blind men side with her, pity her and help her.
Sure enough, Gilbert glanced at her in disgust. Then, he told Sharon, “Don‘t try to defend her anymore. If she didn‘t do anything, why would you be crying? You‘re always being the soft hearted one trying to defend her. How about her? She would only be more and more cruel.”
“Heh!” chuckled Kisa. On the other side, Sharon was shaking her head aggressively, “No, it isn‘t like that. It really isn‘t her fault. I‘m the one in the wrong, don‘t blame her.”
She spoke with a pitiful tone. Then, she showed a hurt expression again. She walked out while covering her mouth and sobbing.
It was as though she wanted people to think that she had been bullied.
Kisa stared at her backside and was utterly disgusted, “Such a pretentious shrew!”
As soon as she made that remark, Gilbert glanced at her with a cold look.
Sharon giggled, “She‘s crying. You should be going after her. You had always seen her as the weak one. Aren‘t you worried that something might happen to her?”
He remained there, staring at her for quite a while. Then he ordered Damian, “Make sure to send Kisa back safely.”
“Noted, Mr. Kooper.”
After Damian had left, Gilbert got on the driver‘s seat and said to Kisa in a stern voice, “Sit in front.”
Kisa sat still.
Gilbert added, “If you want to see Grandma, sit in front.”
It was only then, Kisa moved to the front passenger seat. She did not understand his motive. He despises her. Why would he ask her to sit in front? Unless he is worried that she might harm him from behind.
Any second together with this man caused Kisa to feel suffocated. She rolled down the windows and stared blankly at the scenery.
The atmosphere was peacefully quiet, as both of them were just minding their own business. But Gilbert decided to break this peacefulness.
“Why is it that you‘re always bringing trouble wherever you go? First it was Gracie, then Sharon. Why can‘t you mind your own business for once!”
This man has overestimated her abilities. How could someone like her have the ability to put everyone she meets in the trenches?
She leaned on the door, looking at his stone–cold face and asked, “Do you want to know what I said to Sharon just now?”
Gilbert only kept quiet and focused on driving. It was as if he was not interested in what she had to say.
Kisa laughed and said, “I said, the scratch on your neck…it was from our night together.”
The car took a turn and halted to a stop immediately.
Kisa‘s head knocked onto the window. She was laughing crazily as if there was no pain on her head.