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

she had lived extra ten years of life, she

quickly rinsed her mouth and washed

she tidied up

face was a little pale. She really drank too much last night. She had not been

she still had

not know how people like Maureen who got drunk for three or five

up and walked out of the

modern and minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely

was high-grade grey with a strong

walking through a corridor, Gianna saw the revolving

went down

and eating breakfast elegantly

early morning

fragmented golden glow fell on his body

from a distance, he looked like a

to have noticed her

elegantly wiped the corner of his lips,

her

mind, her face

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the dining

So courteous…

Caesar would also do the same thing for

Caesar did this was meant to be seen

refuse

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

stunned. She then slowly said politely, “Thank

have the meal, Ms. Morris.” The man

looked at his

was apparently introducing him to

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

all, it did not have anything to do

did not

moment, Gianna actually

not take the porridge

point, “Did Horace

tell you after you drink this bowl

guy was

to get angry and not to

was only 25

was

a man who was much

picked up the

thought it would not

entered her mouth, there was a smooth and thick taste

help but eat it with

an

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner

was concerned about the most now

you tell me

Kingsley said these two words in a moderate

Gianna looked at him.