Chapter 89 Kisa's Noodles

"You came down just in time. I cooked a bowl of noodles for you. You can eat it in the bedroom or in the dining room if you want," said Kisa. "I think I'll have it in the bedroom," Kelvin replied with a smile. "Alright, here you go," Kisa handed him the bowl of noodles and left. Kelvin stopped her, "Actually, I have a question I've always wanted to ask you." Kisa turned around to look at him and asked, "What is it?" "Don't you hate Gilbert? His wound got infected last night which caused the fever, but you didn't have to worry. He could have fended for himself. Why did you—" "How can I prove my innocence to him if he dies? How can I have him kneel before me, asking for repentance? How can I have him beg me to accept treatment from you?" Kisa said expressionlessly, as if she no longer had a heart. Kelvin looked at her helplessly, "Are you sure that the time you have left is enough for you to achieve those things?" "I'll try my best." "You don't have to be so stubborn; you know.