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

because she had lived extra ten years of life,

rinsed her mouth and

she tidied

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

she still had a severe

got drunk for three or

herself up and

minimalist but was absolutely not simple. It even

grey with a strong

through a corridor, Gianna saw the revolving

went down step

she saw Kingsley who was sitting and eating breakfast elegantly in the open-air dining room outside

early morning sunlight

fell on his

distance, he looked

seemed to have noticed her

elegantly wiped the corner of his lips,

her presence

regained her presence of mind, her

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

pulled the dining chair for

So courteous…

Caesar would also do the same

the reason Caesar did this was meant to be seen

refuse and sat opposite

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

was slightly stunned. She then slowly said

you may have the meal,

at

introducing him to her, “He’s

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

have anything

not

Gianna actually had

did not take

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

this bowl of porridge in

guy

to get angry and not to take

only 25

was already 32 years

be angry with a

up the

it would not be

her mouth, there was a smooth and thick taste

not help but

with an

Gianna finished eating.

the corner of

not fully satisfied, the thing she was concerned about the most now was the matter

“Could you

Kingsley said these two

Gianna looked at him.