Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband novel Chapter 87

"Not really," Kingsley replied.

Gianna frowned, and asked in surprise, "There are other reasons?"

"Ms. Morris, you want to know me so much?" Kingsley suddenly smiled playfully.

Gianna rolled her eyes.

She wasn't interested.

"You'll find out later," Kingsley said suddenly and quietly.

His words clearly meant something else.

But Gianna couldn't figure out anything.

She had always known Kingsley was not simple but had no idea just how unsophisticated he was.

Was she right in choosing to corporate with him?

Would she make the same mistake she had made in her last life?

She thought that as long as she didn't fall in love, she wouldn't.

And in this life, she would not fall in love with anyone, nor would she let anyone fall in love with her.

In the quiet room, both of them suddenly did not speak.

Gianna sometimes clearly felt that Kingsley was a very cheerful and talkative person, but sometimes suddenly felt that he was a little too silent, not even talking, not showing his emotions, and not allowing people to see through all his thoughts.

Outside the door of the room, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Young Master Kinsley, Missus, Madame Walker asked you to have dinner." The servant called from the door.

"Okay," Kingsley answered.

Then he got up from the couch.

Gianna also tried to make herself move.

But when she moved, she tore the wound, and it hurt so much that she couldn't even breathe.

Forget it.

Gianna turned to Kingsley, "Could you please ask the maid to bring me my dinner?"

Kingsley nodded and left the room.

Gianna just lay inside the room and felt somewhat idle.

She moved her arm and tried to reach for the phone on the bedside.

She was just too bored.

She had just reached out when Kingsley's voice suddenly came again from the doorway, which startled her.

"Ms. Morris, you really can't settle down for even a second."

Was he always so unpredictable?

And he had finished eating so quickly.

Was he a pig?

Kingsley came into the room with a dinner in his hand.

Gianna withdrew her hand.

Except for her head, all other parts of her body hid inside the quilt.

"Cucumber porridge." Kingsley placed a bowl of porridge in front of Gianna.

"Okay," Gianna answered.

Then she saw Kingsley serve a spoonful, then put it to his mouth and blew on it a few times before bringing it to her mouth.

Gianna was shocked again.

She thought it was the maid who had come to feed her.

"Open your mouth," Kingsley ordered.

"Just let the maid do it ..."

"Open your mouth."

"..." Gianna sometimes thought he was actually bossy as hell.

Gianna opened her mouth.

Kingsley brought the spoon into her mouth, and then she chewed slowly.

"Is it to your liking?" Kingsley asked.

"Yes," Gianna responded.

She did want something a little lighter tonight.

"Ah ..." Kingsley served another spoonful of porridge and put it to Gianna's mouth.

Gianna ate slowly.

Before she knew it, the bowl of porridge was finished.

"Do you want some more?" Kingsley asked.

"No." Gianna shook her head.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll eat," Kingsley said bluntly.

Gianna frowned, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"I have to feed you first," Kingsley said while serving another bowl of porridge out of a large bowl.

"I didn't realize you were so considerate."

"There are many more things you didn't realize." Kingsley's smile was truly charming.

"Huh." Gianna was speechless.

She always felt that Kingsley could not stand praise. As soon as she praised him, he became too proud.

She turned her head to stop talking to Kingsley.

Suddenly, she was stunned.

Kingsley had just served the porridge directly into the small bowl she had just used, and the point was that the spoon was also the one she had used.

He didn’t mind at all?

Wouldn't it be a little too ... intimate for the two of them to be like this?

"Ms. Morris, you still want to eat?" Kingsley looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"No." Gianna turned her head.

Still, she couldn't help but remind, "You're using the same utensils I used."

"Oh, yeah?" Kingsley was surprised, but clearly, he was holding back his laughter, "No wonder I think the porridge is so sweet tonight."

"..."

After dinner.

Gianna was still lying inside the room.

Kingsley was also in the room, except he was playing a game.

Gianna lay down for a long time until she felt doubtful about her life.

She felt she had to get up.

The point was that she needed to go to the bathroom.

She wriggled herself inside the quilt.

Then she slowly tried to get up.

The thought that her clothes were also cut up and she would definitely be exposed once she got up, she was wondering how she was going to get a dress. Then she just hesitated like this for a long time.

"You want to pee now?" In the room, Kingsley's voice suddenly sounded.

Gianna was startled.

Wasn't he playing a game? She clearly heard the fierce sound of killing coming from the game.

She wondered where the hell his attention was?!

"Can you hold back?" Kingsley asked her as he manipulated the phone.

"No." Gianna was a little angry.

She was just inexplicably angry.

All night, she was going crazy lying there while he was having fun playing the game.

"Okay." Kingsley just put the phone down.

Gianna frowned.

At this moment, she could still hear Horace's voice from the phone, "Kingsley, is your phone stuck? Why aren't you moving?"

Kingsley just ignored him.

He walked straight to the king-size bed and then picked Gianna up from the bed.

"Kingsley ..."

Gianna tried to resist, but it hurt.

She hurriedly blocked her breasts with her hands.

Although she still had the cover of her dress on her chest, it was loose.

Kingsley put Gianna down on the toilet, "Do you need me to help you take off your pants?"

"Get out!" Gianna was angry.

Kingsley seemed to chuckle.

Then he turned around and went out.

Seeing that Kingsley was really gone, Gianna just started to take off her pants and go to the toilet very carefully.

After she was done, she took a long time to put her pants back on. The moment she was about to walk out on her own, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Gianna was stunned.

Kingsley looked at her and couldn't help but laugh, "I thought you fell inside the toilet."

Gianna didn't bother to pay attention to him.

She walked slowly towards the sink.

Just as she walked over, Kingsley came up to her, then unscrewed the faucet for her, and helped her wash her hands.

With his big hands, he just cleaned her little hands inside and out.

Gianna suddenly had a feeling of an adult taking care of a child.

She even felt that Kingsley was like a father.

She was really bewildered.

Kingsley was clearly a cynical playboy.

After washing her hands, Kingsley carried her to the bed again.

After carrying her back to bed, Kingsley didn't play the game anymore. He went to the bathroom and took a shower, then lifted Gianna's quilt and got in.

He did it naturally and didn't feel anything wrong.

Gianna just stared at him!

"We've slept, hugged, and kissed last night. Also ..." Kingsley laughed.

And what also?

Gianna was pissed off!