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

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

quickly rinsed her mouth and washed her

tidied

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

still

who got drunk for three or five days a week could

up and

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

high-grade grey with

through a corridor, Gianna saw the

went down step

sitting and eating breakfast elegantly in the open-air dining

early morning sunlight was

glow fell on

distance, he looked like a beautiful

have

the corner of his

her

she regained her presence of mind,

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the dining chair for

So courteous…

also do the same thing for

the reason Caesar did this was

did not refuse and

she was about 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

then slowly

may have the meal, Ms. Morris.”

at his

was apparently introducing him

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

all, it did not have anything to do with

did not say anything

this moment, Gianna actually had no

not

went straight to the point, “Did Horace

after you drink this bowl of

guy was

told herself not to get angry and not to take it

was only 25 years

age was already

not be angry with a

up the spoon

originally thought it would not

moment the glutinous rice grains entered her mouth, there was

could not help but

an

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner of

was concerned about the most now was the

“Could you tell

two words

Gianna looked at him.