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.

was really an attractive man. No wonder so many

years of life, she felt that she could not face

her mouth and

tidied up her

pale. She really drank too much

after sleeping, she still

got

braced herself up and walked out

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

overall tone was high-grade grey

through a corridor, Gianna saw

went down step by

saw Kingsley who was sitting and eating breakfast elegantly

morning sunlight was

golden glow fell

him from a distance, he looked

to have noticed

the corner of his lips, “Aren’t

regained her presence of

moment she regained her presence of mind,

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

the dining chair

So courteous…

also do the same thing for

the reason Caesar did this was meant to be seen

did not refuse and sat

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

She then slowly said politely, “Thank

problem, you may have the

at

Kingsley was apparently introducing him to her,

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

all, it did not have

not

Gianna actually had no

she did not take the porridge

the point, “Did Horace manage to

you drink this bowl of porridge in

This guy was

herself not to get angry

was only

her actual age was already

would not be angry with a man who was

picked up the spoon

thought it would not

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

not help but eat it with

with an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner of

thing she was

“Could you tell

these two

Gianna looked at him.