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

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

quickly rinsed her mouth and washed

she tidied

Gianna’s face was a little pale. She really drank too much last

still

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

barely braced herself up and

was minimalist but was absolutely not simple. It even looked

overall tone was high-grade grey with

corridor, Gianna

went down step by

eating breakfast

early morning sunlight

golden glow fell on his body

at him from a distance, he looked like a beautiful

to have noticed

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

her

presence of mind, her face was clearly a

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the

So courteous…

Caesar would also do the same thing

the reason Caesar did this was meant to be

refuse and

say something, a middle-aged man appeared and respectfully served her a set of breakfast, “The young master

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

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

looked at his

Kingsley was apparently introducing him to her,

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

have anything to do with

not say

this moment, Gianna actually had

she did not take the porridge

went straight to the point, “Did Horace manage to

this bowl of

guy

herself not to get angry

only 25

age was already 32

not be angry with a man who was much

picked up the

thought it would

her mouth, there was a smooth and

but

was with an

Gianna finished eating.

the corner of her

the thing she was concerned about the most now was the matter

“Could you

succeeded,” Kingsley said these two words in a moderate

Gianna looked at him.