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

not because she had lived extra ten years of life, she

quickly rinsed her mouth and washed

tidied up her

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

she still had

how people like Maureen who got drunk for three

up and walked out

and minimalist. It was minimalist but was absolutely

grey with a strong sense

a corridor, Gianna saw the

went down

breakfast elegantly in the open-air dining room outside the

early morning sunlight

fell on his body and

at him from a distance, he looked like

have noticed her

elegantly wiped the corner of his

regained her presence of

regained her presence of mind, her face was clearly a little

She walked to Kingsley.

Kingsley suddenly got up.

he pulled the dining chair for

So courteous…

would also do the

reason Caesar did this was meant

did not refuse and

about to say something, a middle-aged man appeared and respectfully served her a set of breakfast, “The young master

stunned. She then

the meal,

looked at

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

“Okay,” Gianna responded.

it did not have anything to

not say

this moment, Gianna actually had no

did not take

to the point, “Did Horace

tell you after you drink this bowl of porridge

This guy was

angry and not to take it

was only

age was already

angry with a man who was much

picked up the

originally thought it

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

help but

an

Gianna finished eating.

wiped the corner of her

not fully satisfied, the thing she was concerned about

said, “Could you tell

said these two words in

Gianna looked at him.