Chapter 1295 Not Calm, but Mourning

Kisa looked sideways and saw that it was Gilbert. "What do you guys want to eat? I will go downstairs and get it," Gilbert said. Kisa frowned and wondered if he had been outside eavesdropping. She shook Lea's hand and asked her, "What do you want to eat? Gilbert will go get it." But Lea just shook her head. So Kisa decided on her own. "Get some light food up here, please." Gilbert, looking as patronizingly indifferent as ever, turned around and went out. Once again, Kisa mentally scoffed at his unlikable personality. "Actually, Mr. Kooper really loves you," Lea suddenly said as Kisa stared at the empty doorway, her tone of voice so devoid of emotion that it was unsettling. Kisa held Lea's hand tightly under the quilt. "Actually, I think Anthony has some feelings for you, too." Lea did not respond, as if she had not heard her. When Kisa tried to comfort her, Lea just smiled at her, her face unusually pale. "Kisa, I'm fine. You don't have to worry." Kisa looked at her. "Really?"