Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband novel Chapter 88

"Ms. Morris, were you expecting something?" Kingsley was smiling brightly.

How could he be so shameless!

She turned her head away and never wanted to look at Kingsley again.

Anyway, he could never say anything nice!

Gianna went to sleep with a huff.

Kingsley just kept looking at the back of Gianna's head.

He could feel her anger.

Then he suddenly rolled over, turned his back on Gianna, and murmured, “Who is the one suffering when we share the same bed?!"

Gianna was stunned.

The next second.

Of course, it was her.

When men and women shared the same bed, could it be that he was the one who was losing out?

The next day.

Gianna frowned.

She felt a little uncomfortable.

She opened her eyes in a daze and didn’t know what time it was.

While she was still a little confused, her eyes tightened.

At this moment, she clearly felt a chill in her back ...

"Don't move. Let me see if it's better?" Kingsley's low voice came from behind her.

Shit.

He took advantage of her early in the morning.

Gianna endured it.

Kingsley gently touched Gianna's already calloused wound with his finger.

Luckily, the wound was not very deep.

It was still a far cry from the last time Cameron had smacked him.

"I'll change your medicine one more time, then you can get dressed and get down," Kingsley said.

Gianna didn't answer.

At the moment, she was still lost in the anger of her being taken advantage of.

After a long time.

Kingsley reapplied the medicine to Gianna and dressed her wound again.

Gianna moved her body, "Is it done?"

"No," Kingsley replied.

Gianna was surprised. What else was he going to do?

Then she felt him kiss her on the back.

Shit.

Gianna wanted to kill him.

Her heart and lungs were about to explode.

Then she heard the man behind her say with a smirk, "Here is my reward."

And with that, he left the bed.

He clearly looked like he had gotten his way.

Gianna gritted her teeth.

Kingsley had better pray he didn't fall into her hands one day!

She got up from the bed.

Yesterday, when she moved a little, she felt torn up, and today she actually didn't feel too much in her back.

She couldn't help but move her body again. It was indeed not too painful anymore.

Was it because her wound recovered quickly, or Kingsley used some kind of magic medicine?

She didn't bother to care.

Gianna staggered off the bed, clutched her clothes, and walked straight into the dressing room.

The moment she closed the dressing room door, she heard Kingsley say, "Don't wear a bra."

Gianna didn't want to listen to him.

But the moment she put on the bra, she really felt it hurt.

Eventually, reason triumphed over emotion.

Gianna chose not to wear it.