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.

an attractive man. No wonder so many

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

quickly rinsed her mouth

tidied up

Gianna’s face was a little pale. She really drank too much last night. She had not been so drunk

after sleeping, she still had

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

barely braced herself up and walked out of the

minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely

grey with a

corridor, Gianna saw the

down step by

who was sitting and eating breakfast elegantly in the open-air dining room

morning sunlight was

glow fell on his

a distance, he looked like a

have noticed

of his

regained her presence

of mind, her face was clearly a

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the dining

So courteous…

do

Caesar did this was meant to

not refuse and

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 me to boil a

was slightly stunned. She then slowly said

the meal, Ms. Morris.” The man

looked at his

apparently introducing him to

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

all, it did not have anything to do with

not say

this moment, Gianna actually had

she did not take the

to the point, “Did Horace manage to take the photo last

you after you drink this bowl of porridge

guy was

not to get angry and not to take

only 25

actual age was already 32

angry with a man who

up the spoon

thought it would not be

mouth, there was a

not help but eat

with an imperceptible

Gianna finished eating.

the corner of

not fully satisfied, the thing she was

said, “Could you tell me

succeeded,” Kingsley said these two words in a

Gianna looked at him.