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

it was not because she had lived extra ten years of life, she

rinsed her mouth and washed her

tidied

She really drank

sleeping, she still

how people like Maureen who got drunk for three or five days a week

herself up and walked out

was modern and minimalist. It was minimalist but was

was high-grade grey with

through a corridor, Gianna saw

went down step

saw Kingsley who was sitting and eating breakfast elegantly

early morning sunlight was

fragmented golden glow fell

distance, he looked like

to have noticed

wiped the corner of his lips, “Aren’t

her

of mind, her face was clearly a

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the dining chair

So courteous…

Caesar would also do the same

the reason Caesar did this was

not refuse and sat

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 last night so he

She then slowly said politely, “Thank

the meal, Ms.

at his

Kingsley was apparently introducing him to her, “He’s the

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

it did not have

not say anything

this moment, Gianna actually had

not take the porridge

straight to the point, “Did Horace

this bowl of porridge in front of

This guy was

told herself not to get angry and

only 25 years

actual age was already

would not be angry with a man who was much younger

picked up the spoon

thought it would

glutinous rice grains entered her mouth, there was a smooth and thick taste with a refreshing

but eat it with

an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

the corner of her

not fully satisfied, the thing she was concerned about

said, “Could you tell

two words in

Gianna looked at him.