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.

attractive man. No wonder so

because she had lived extra ten years of life, she felt that she

rinsed her mouth and

she tidied

face was a little pale. She really drank too much last night. She had

sleeping, she still

got drunk for

and walked

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

high-grade grey with a

walking through a corridor, Gianna saw the

down

and eating breakfast elegantly

early morning sunlight

fell

him from a distance,

have

the corner of his lips,

her presence

her presence of mind,

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

pulled the dining

So courteous…

Caesar would also do the

the reason Caesar did this was meant to be seen by

not refuse

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 me to boil

She then

may have the meal, Ms. Morris.” The

at

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

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

have anything to

did not say anything

moment, Gianna

not take

“Did Horace manage to

you after you drink this bowl of porridge

This guy was

not to get angry and not to

only 25

was already 32 years

would not be angry with a man who was much younger

picked up the spoon and

originally thought it would not be

glutinous rice grains entered her mouth, there was a

but eat it with great

with an imperceptible faint

Gianna finished eating.

corner

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

said, “Could you tell me

succeeded,” Kingsley said these two words

Gianna looked at him.