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

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

mouth and washed her

tidied up

the large mirror, Gianna’s face was a little pale. She really drank too much last night. She had not been

still had a severe

people like Maureen who got drunk

braced herself up and walked out of

minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely not simple. It

overall tone was high-grade grey with a strong sense

through a corridor, Gianna

went down step by

breakfast elegantly in

early morning sunlight was

fragmented golden glow fell

at him from a distance,

have noticed her

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

her presence

she regained her presence of mind, her face was clearly a little

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

pulled the dining chair for

So courteous…

fact, Caesar would also do the same thing for

this was meant to be seen

refuse and sat opposite

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

She then

problem, you may have the meal, Ms.

looked at his

Kingsley was apparently introducing him to

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

it did not have

did not say anything

this moment, Gianna actually had no

she did not take

point, “Did Horace manage to take the photo

tell you after you drink this bowl of porridge in front

guy was

angry and not to take it

only 25 years

actual age was

angry with a man who

picked up the spoon and started

it would not be

there was a smooth and thick

not help but eat it

with an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

corner of her

the thing she was concerned about the most

you tell me

these two words in a moderate

Gianna looked at him.