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 wonder so many

extra ten years of life, she felt that she could not face him

mouth and

she tidied up her

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

after sleeping, she still had a severe

not know how people like Maureen who got drunk for three or five days a week could

braced herself up and walked out of

was minimalist but

was high-grade grey

a corridor,

down step by

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

morning

fragmented golden glow fell on his body

him from a distance, he looked like a

have noticed her

corner of his lips,

her

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

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

pulled the dining chair

So courteous…

do the same thing for

this was

refuse and sat opposite

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

the meal,

at

apparently introducing him to her, “He’s the housekeeper

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

all, it did not have anything

not say

this moment, Gianna actually had no

she did not take

Horace manage

after you drink this bowl of

This guy was

angry

only

actual age was already 32

not be angry with a man who was much

picked up the spoon and started

thought it would not

entered her mouth, there was a smooth and thick taste with a

but eat it

was with an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

the corner of

the thing she was concerned about the most now was the matter last

said, “Could you tell me

two words

Gianna looked at him.