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 women craved

she had lived extra ten years of

quickly rinsed her mouth and washed

she tidied

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

still had a severe

how people like Maureen who got

up and walked out of the

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

tone was high-grade grey with a strong sense

a corridor,

down step

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

early morning

fragmented golden glow fell on his

a distance, he looked

seemed to have noticed her

wiped the corner of his lips, “Aren’t

her presence of

regained her presence of mind, her face

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

pulled the dining chair for

So courteous…

would also do the same

was meant

not refuse

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 bean porridge to make you

slightly stunned. She then slowly

problem, you may have the

at his

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

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

have anything

did not say anything

this moment, Gianna actually had

she did not take the porridge

straight to the point, “Did Horace manage to take

tell you after you drink this bowl

This guy

not to get angry and not to

only 25

was already 32

a

the

it would

there was a smooth and thick

help but eat it

was with an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

corner of her

was not fully satisfied, the thing she was concerned

said, “Could you

succeeded,” Kingsley said these two words in a moderate

Gianna looked at him.