Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband

Gianna managed to persuade her parents.

Although they were still doubtful, they could only choose to give in due to her determination and supported her unconditionally to settle the cancellation of her marriage with Caesar. Gianna returned to her room and lied on the bed she had longed for.

She had not missed that bed before, and she never thought changing a bed would bring her so much tragedy.

She looked around and took out the super card she had hidden.

Kingsley Walker...

Who the heck is that man?

Is it the right decision to collaborate with him?

She had been facilitating Caesar to overcome difficulties to expand his family in her previous life, and the only obstacle, also the man who could not be defeated no matter how was Kingsley who was looked down on by everyone. He was unexpectedly stubborn.

He suddenly gave her a call the night before her wedding. Was it really just a prank, or something else? It was hard for her to conjecture.

Yet to disrupt the Kennedy family completely, she needed a helper.

She thought for a while and took out her phone, making a call to Kouby City's largest mall that sold luxurious products.

"Hello, Miss Morris, what can I help you?" the customer service personnel asked with deference.

"Can I use the card by telling you the card number?"

"Is your card our mall's co-branded card?" the personnel asked.

"I'm not sure."

"Could you tell me your card number? I'll have a look for you."

Gianna told her the card number.

The personnel seemed to become more deferential after checking the card number with the database. "Miss Morris, the card you have is our mall's super VIP card. You can buy anything from our mall without any budget limit. We can provide you with video purchasing for whatever goods you want to purchase, and we'll deliver the goods to your house."

Gianna glanced at the card in her hand and exclaimed at the authority of the card.

She had actually heard that many rich boys from a wealthy family would make a super card that looked high-class, yet she had never heard about a card without budget restrictions, especially for a super mall that sold luxuries. She could actually shop there until the owner of the card went bankrupt!

Without thinking further, she said, "There's no need for video purchasing, please place my orders according to my order list and send the goods to my house. The address is Southern Hill Villa District..." After placing a long list of orders, she hung up the call and slept.

She felt that she needed to have a sleep to adjust her emotions.

After all, she needed time to adapt to the overwhelming fact that...she was reborn.

The Charmed Hills was a place free of city's hustle and bustle. It was initially a sacred place with Buddhist origin, yet on the other side of the hills stood a highly fabulous private clubhouse. The inner space was deluxe and the membership rules were strict. It was not a place that could be entered with just lots of money.

Kingsley was its regular customer.

He was sitting in a suite next to a cliff. There was a French window in front of him. The view was spacious and one could overlook the panoramic view of the verdant hills and clear water.

He was smoking a cigarette absent-mindedly.

Several of his friends were playing pool behind him and a bunch of women were serving them at the side. They were also doing something...debauched.

"King, your phone's ringing," Horace Clark, the man sitting beside him, reminded him.

Kingsley turned around and took a glimpse.

"Which woman have you got rid of this time?" Horace saw a whole list of expenses records.

He was afraid that Kingsley had lost quite an amount of money this time.

Kingsley took his phone and checked his phone randomly.

He kept on receiving messages of purchase alerts.

"You've been too generous to women." Horace felt his heart ached just by listening to the message alert. "The point is you've not even touched her..."

"I have to be generous to my wife," Kingsley suddenly spoke.

Horace was startled for two seconds. "What did you say?"

"I said I'm getting married." Kingsley extinguished his cigarette casually and let out a bewitching smile.

He looked extremely charming. Horace was mesmerized by him for two seconds and he shouted after gaining his mind back the next second, "What did you say just now?" Kingsley picked up the blazer he had taken off and replied, "Prepare the wedding gift."

He then left.

As he just reached the entrance, a woman acting delicate and fragile stopped in front of him. "Mr. Walker..."

Kingsley glanced at her and yelled the next moment, "Get lost!"

The woman was frightened.

Didn't rumor say he was welcoming to women?

She looked at Kingsley in disbelief and quickly walked away under his cold stare.

She had a feeling that she would be murdered by him.

It turned out rumors were indeed untrustworthy.

It was the first time she followed those rich boys to a party there. She initially thought she could seize the opportunity to get close to Kingsley. It looked like a man who was that handsome and whose family was that wealthy was not easy to mess with.

Gianna was woken up by a series of phone ringing from her dream.

She got up on the wrong side of the bed and looked at the godforsaken phone number.

With spectacular memory, she was able to know it was Kingsley without saving his phone number. She held back her anger and spoke, "Hi."

"If I've remembered correctly, I only wanted to pay for your medical bills." He sounded rude and unhappy, but his voice was still listenable.

Gianna just then recalled the reason she spent so much of his money was to make him contact her.

She chuckled and replied, "I remember I've told you I'm taking that money as dowry."

"So that's why you're carefree enough to spend thirty million of my money at once?"

"..." She did not remember spending that much money.

She was just buying random stuff.

She said, "I won't waste your money for nothing."

"And that means?"

"If you help me beat the Kennedy's down, I'll help you get rid of trouble." She sounded serious.

Kingsley obviously fell silent for a few seconds.

His expression changed a little.

How did she know what he was planning?

Gianna could make out what he was thinking and she said straight away, "I know you better than you thought."

"So am I the one being disadvantaged?" he said coldly.

"No, you should be glad I've chosen to help you, not..." Gianna said. "... Caesar Kennedy."

In her past life, Kingsley had been opposing Caesar in her previous life, yet he could not defeat him no matter how. So Caesar was also a strong opponent to Kingsley.

Both of them were at loggerheads state.

She did not know which of them had won until she died.

It could be Caesar since he was more despicable.

That jerk had used the Morris's wealth to successfully expand his family after she died.

Gianna tried all her best to control herself to make her temporarily forget the cruel torture she had received back then.

"I thought you guys love each other and are always lovey-dovey? I'm surprised that you want to cooperate with me." In other words, he did not believe her at all.

"Come to my wedding, and I'll let you see how sincere I am." Gianna knew it was pointless to say anything further.

They were all grown-ups, and sometimes, actions speak louder than words.

"Sure." Kingsley agreed to it straight away.

It could be she knew many things, or it could be cooperating with her would not bring him disadvantages but benefits.

Gianna was taken aback by his straightforwardness.

Yet she was not a woman who liked to show her feelings. No matter being exhilarated or dejected, she could stay composed. She was even modest when she was tortured by Caesar to death. It was her way of self-protection, and also the evidence of her receiving good family education.

She replied, "Deal."000