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.

really an attractive man. No wonder so many women craved for

years of life,

quickly rinsed her mouth and

she tidied up her

little pale. She really drank too much last night. She had

she still had

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

up and walked out of the

décor style was modern and minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely not simple.

high-grade grey

a corridor,

down step by

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

morning

golden glow fell on his body and

at him from a distance,

to have noticed her

of his lips, “Aren’t you

regained her

she regained her presence of mind, her face was clearly

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

the dining chair

So courteous…

also do the same thing for

was meant

did not refuse and sat

“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,

you may have the meal, Ms. Morris.” The man

looked at

him to her, “He’s the

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

it did not have anything to do

not say anything

moment, Gianna actually had

did not take the porridge

straight to the point, “Did Horace manage to

you drink this bowl of porridge

This guy was

told herself not to get angry and not to take

only 25

her actual age was

with a man who was much younger than

up the spoon

thought it would not be

the moment the glutinous rice grains entered her mouth, there was a smooth and thick taste

could not help but eat

with an imperceptible

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner

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

said, “Could you

succeeded,” Kingsley said these two

Gianna looked at him.