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.

attractive man. No wonder so many women craved for

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

rinsed her mouth and washed her

she tidied

little pale. She really drank

she still had a

like Maureen who got drunk

herself up and walked

It was minimalist but was absolutely not simple. It even

was high-grade grey with a strong sense

walking through a corridor,

down step by

breakfast elegantly

morning

fragmented golden glow fell on his

distance, he looked like a beautiful

have noticed

corner of

her presence of

mind, her face was clearly a little

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

pulled the

So courteous…

would also do the same

Caesar did this was meant to be

did not refuse and

moment 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 so he asked me to boil a mung bean porridge to make you

was slightly stunned. She then slowly

the meal, Ms.

looked at

Kingsley was apparently introducing him to her, “He’s

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

have anything to

not say anything

this moment, Gianna actually had no

did not take

“Did Horace manage

after you drink this bowl of porridge

guy was

told herself not to get angry and not to take it

only 25

actual age was

would not be angry with a man

picked up the spoon and started

thought it

entered her mouth, there was a smooth

could not help but eat it

an

Gianna finished eating.

the corner of her

was not fully satisfied, the thing she was concerned about

said, “Could you

two words in a

Gianna looked at him.