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

lived extra ten years of life, she felt that she could

her mouth and washed her

she tidied up her

really drank too much last

after sleeping, she still

who got drunk for three or five days

herself up and walked out of the

style was modern and minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely not simple. It even

grey with a

walking through a corridor, Gianna saw the

went down

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

morning sunlight

fragmented golden glow fell on his body

a distance, he looked like

to have noticed

wiped the corner of his lips,

her

moment she regained her presence of mind, her face was

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the

So courteous…

do the same

reason Caesar did this was meant to be seen

did not refuse and

breakfast, “The young master said that Ms. Morris was drunk last night so he asked me to boil a mung bean porridge

was slightly stunned. She then

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

looked at his

introducing him to her, “He’s

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

not have

not say

this moment, Gianna actually had

did not

to the point, “Did Horace manage to

after you drink this

This guy was

to get angry

only

age was already 32 years

angry with a man who

up the spoon

originally thought it

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

could not help but eat

an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner of

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

you

said these two

Gianna looked at him.