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.

No wonder so many women craved

was not because she had lived extra ten years of life, she felt that she could not face

quickly rinsed her mouth

tidied up

She really drank too much last night. She had not been so

sleeping, she still

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

up and walked out

and minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely not simple. It

tone was high-grade grey with a

a corridor, Gianna saw the

went down step

she saw Kingsley who was sitting and eating breakfast elegantly in the open-air dining room outside the living

early morning sunlight was

golden glow fell on his body

from a distance, he looked like a

seemed to have noticed

the corner of his lips,

her presence

presence of mind, her face was clearly a little

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the dining

So courteous…

do the same

Caesar did this was

did not refuse

a middle-aged man appeared and respectfully served her a set of breakfast, “The young master said that Ms. Morris was drunk last night so he asked

stunned. She then

you may have the meal,

at his

him to her, “He’s

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

not have

did not

Gianna actually had no

she did not take

to the point, “Did Horace manage to

you after you drink this bowl of

guy

to get angry and not to take it

only 25

her actual age was

be angry with a

picked up the spoon

originally thought it

grains entered her mouth, there was a smooth and thick

could not help but eat it with

was with an imperceptible

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner of

she was concerned about the most now was the matter

you

two words in a moderate

Gianna looked at him.