Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband

“Isn’t your fiancée joining?” Kingsley asked.

Gianna glared at Kingsley, but he pretended not to see anything.

Caesar dismissed his suggestion, “Gianna cannot hold her drink.”

“Is that so?” Kingsley smiled.

Nobody could decipher his smile.

Even Gianna couldn’t figure out what Kingsley was thinking at the moment.

She just had a feeling that he was different from his usual self, what with his careless and smug attitude at the moment.

“If you mind this, I can drink on behalf of Gina, Mr. Walker.” Caesar said directly.

“Since you are so protective of your fiancée, then I will take you on your offer. Cheers.” Kingsley downed his drink in one go immediately after saying that.

Caesar did the same too.

After finishing the first glass, he poured himself another one and finished that too.

The drinking began.

For those who toasted to Caesar, he had to drink two glasses every time on behalf of Gianna.

Horace and Maureen was still immersed in their song, but after getting a signal from Kingsley, Horace put down his microphone and went over to toast to Caesar.

They were actually trying to knock Caesar out cold.

Maureen glared at Horace with resentment.

They were in the middle of a nice song, why did he run away like that?

She wanted to pass her microphone to Brandon at first, but after hearing from Horace that any couple who sang this “Lovers of Hiroshima” would split up in the end, she stopped short. Although that sounded ridiculous, but what if it came true?

Thinking that, Maureen decided to put down her microphone and stopped singing, but at that moment there was a sudden deep voice who continued the song. His singing was good.

“After going over the limits of morality / We have gone through the forbidden area of love / Enjoying this false happiness / Misunderstanding the meaning of happiness.” Bruce was singing.

Maureen froze for a few seconds before singing her part, “…As long as I won’t let love slip from my fingers tomorrow / We can still say goodbye.”

“I don’t have enough time to love you properly.” Bruce added.

“We should have stopped…” Maureen suddenly let her voice trailed off.

didn’t feel

who was

sing this

gaze, “Neither do

Maureen was speechless.

at Brandon and found that he

environment when growing up, he couldn’t mesh with these rich masters and ladies

at facing such situations. If this was his past self, he wouldn’t even want to join a gathering

tossed her microphone on a tea

that he couldn’t be himself in such a place, so she always tried to show some

side and he faintly smiled. Then, he took

in their

happened, he continued singing on

saw

both the

a microphone and sang the female’s

really suited Bruce

was busy toasting to others, and every time he drank his own glass he had to drink twice

did enjoy being flattered and toasted to like

down his glass in one go and he would drink them very

that he was getting

ears, “I’m going

you manage on your own?” Gianna

to

crazy due to jealousy.

shine as the young lady of the family. She

only she was frustrated tonight, she knew that her mother was so mad and

centre of attraction. All of a sudden, all those rich ladies of the affluent families were all surrounding Fiona. If the right to inherit the properties of the Morris family fell into their family, Helen’s mother would have owned what Fiona had right now, and she would have gotten all the treatment that Gianna was

kept her resentment

rush forward and split Caesar and

they were just exchanging some words intimately before Caesar dismissing himself from

react to that as she heard Gemma whispering by her ears, “Sis, Mr. Kennedy

scold her for stating the obvious, but the next second she immediately understood what Gemma was

always looked down on her, but Gemma was

one was looking before she disappeared at the door.

seen all

some time, Caesar was finally

more sober compared to just

the others started to

period of time, and when she appeared, there was a suspicious reddish glow on her cheeks, as if she was

room were still drinking