Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband

In the room…

The temperature was rising little by little.

Gianna just waited there…

Her body was still trembling slightly.

Not knowing if it was because she was too angry or nervous, in short, her heartbeat pounded violently.

It was so violent that her heart almost leapt to her throat.

At that moment, however, she heard a burst of laughter.

It was seemingly an uncontrollable sneer.

Gianna opened her eyes and saw that Kingsley had already left the big bed. His smile was clearly very bizarre.

He said, “What is Ms. Morris looking forward to?!”

Who the hell looked forward to it!

Gianna gritted her teeth.

“Don’t worry. Last night, Ms. Morris…” Kingsley sized up Gianna.

Gianna unconsciously hugged the quilt tightly.

She did not even know who the one that put on the man’s pyjamas on her body for her was!

“Last night, Ms. Morris threw up everywhere and I was really not interested to do anything to you.” Kingsley was straightforward.

Gianna’s face obviously changed slightly.

Whether she was willing or not was one thing but being disliked was another thing.

“So, my innocence is still intact.” Kingsley’s lips curled.

Would a guy like you still have intact innocence?!

“The bathroom is over here. There are unused towels and toothbrushes inside. Go downstairs after washing your face. I have something to talk to Ms. Morris,” Kingsley blurted out this sentence, turned around and left.

He walked away without hesitating.

It was as if he was really not interested in her.

Gianna zoned out slightly.

She looked down at the obviously large-sized men’s pyjamas on her own body again.

Damn it.

Whenever she thought of the matter that Kingsley changed the clothes for her, she was kind of…gritting her teeth in anger.

She lifted the quilt and walked into the bathroom.

The pink towel and the pink toothbrush had been placed on the sink. They seemed to be specifically prepared for her.

She was actually very angry.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt warmth due to Kingsley’s meticulousness.

an attractive man. No wonder so many women

extra ten years of life, she felt that she could not face

her mouth and

tidied

face was a little pale. She really drank too much last night. She had

after sleeping, she still had

not know how people like Maureen who got drunk for three or five days a week could

and walked out of

décor style was modern and minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely not

was high-grade grey with a

a corridor, Gianna saw the

down step by

breakfast elegantly in the open-air

morning sunlight

glow fell

from a distance,

have noticed her

of his

regained her presence of

regained her presence of mind, her

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

the dining chair for

So courteous…

Caesar would also do the same thing

was meant

did not refuse and

moment she was about to say something, a middle-aged man appeared and respectfully served her a set of breakfast, “The young master said that Ms. Morris was drunk

was slightly stunned. She then slowly said politely, “Thank

you may have the meal, Ms. Morris.”

at

introducing him to her, “He’s the housekeeper

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

not have anything to do with

not

moment, Gianna actually

not take the porridge

went straight to the point, “Did Horace manage to

drink this bowl of porridge

This guy

herself not to get angry and

only

was already

not be angry with a

up the spoon and started

thought it

moment the glutinous rice grains entered her mouth, there was a

help but eat it

was with an imperceptible

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner of her

was not fully satisfied, the thing she was concerned about the

you

two words in a moderate

Gianna looked at him.