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.

man. No wonder so many women

because she had lived extra ten years of life, she felt

mouth

she tidied up

was a little pale. She really drank too much last night. She had not been

sleeping, she still had a

how people like Maureen who got drunk for three or

braced herself up and walked out of

décor style was modern and minimalist. It was minimalist but

was high-grade grey with a strong sense

a corridor, Gianna saw the revolving

went down step

breakfast elegantly in the open-air dining room outside the living

early morning sunlight was

fragmented golden glow fell on his body

a distance, he looked

to have noticed

elegantly wiped the corner of his lips, “Aren’t you

her presence of

of mind, her face was clearly a little

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

pulled the dining chair for

So courteous…

would also do the same

was meant

did not refuse and sat opposite

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

was slightly stunned. She then slowly

may have the meal, Ms. Morris.” The man

looked at his

introducing him to her,

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

it did not have anything to do with

not

Gianna actually

not take

Horace manage to take the photo last

this bowl

guy was

to get angry and not to take it

was only 25 years

age was already 32

angry with a man who was much younger than

picked up the spoon and

thought it would not

entered her mouth, there

could not help but eat it with

was with an

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner

she was not fully satisfied, the thing she was concerned about the most now was the matter

“Could you tell me

succeeded,” Kingsley said these two words in a moderate

Gianna looked at him.