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

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

her mouth

she tidied up

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

sleeping, she still had a severe

Maureen who got drunk for three or

up and walked out of

modern and minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely

tone was high-grade grey

corridor,

down step

she saw Kingsley who was sitting and eating breakfast

early morning

golden glow fell on his body

him from a distance,

have noticed

the corner of

her presence of

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

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the dining chair for

So courteous…

do

did this was meant to be seen by

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 so he asked

was slightly stunned. She then

have the meal,

at

introducing him to her, “He’s the housekeeper

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

not have anything to do with

not say anything

Gianna actually had no

not take

point, “Did Horace manage to take the photo last

tell you after you drink this bowl

This guy was

told herself not to get angry and not

only 25

age was

be angry with a man who was much

picked up the spoon and

originally thought it would

her mouth, there was

could not help but eat it with

an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

corner of her

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

said, “Could you tell me

these two words in a

Gianna looked at him.