Chapter 63: Chapter 63

Both of them sat in front of the dining table silently and had their breakfast.

“Oh yes.” Kingsley suddenly thought of something and he took a phone out from under the newspaper. “It’s yours, I forgot to give it to you last night.”

Gianna did not take her phone with her during the wedding ceremony last night. She straightaway left the wedding hall, and she forgot to take it back.

She thought her phone was left in the hall and she initially wanted to take it back today. Yet she did not expect that it was already with Kingsley.

She took it from Kingsley’s hand.

Her phone was still turned off.

Kingsley seemed to like to turn her phone off very much.

She turned it on.

She had her breakfast while preparing to read some popular news.

However, she always thought that Kingsley was slightly over-reckless, unrestricted and had a unique personality. He was like a wild horse free from restraints that no one could suppress. He lived like a 22nd century human being yet he was now actually reading newspapers.

He was reading those kinds of newspapers only someone of her father’s age would read.

Kingsley seemed to notice her weird look and he said absent-mindedly while flipping the newspaper, “Some news are more accurate on newspapers.

The ones online are mostly to attract reader’s attention and to make it sound simpler, it’s a bad custom.”

“...” Gianna had a feeling that she was disdained by him.

Yet she had to say he was right.

Many news online had been exaggerated in order to attract attention.

However, that did not affect the fact that more and more people were interested in reading the news.

After all, most people were just reading the news to kill time.

As Gianna just tapped the news website open, Maureen’s name leapt off the screen.

It was just over 7am, and according to Maureen’s laziness, it would be a bliss that she did not wake up later than 2pm since she had been busy for the whole day yesterday.

It made Gianna surprised that she had actually woken up at such a time.

She immediately picked up her call.

“Gina, Morris!” Maureen’s bawl was heard.

Kingsley heard it too.

Yet he seemed to not feel surprised about that and without even wrinkling his eyebrows, he continued reading his newspaper.

“Calm down.”

“I can’t. I was abandoned by you over and over again, how can I calm down?” Maureen was impulsive.

Someone might misunderstand both of them had an affair.

“You’re the bride, how could you leave so early last night? And why should I stay and deal with the guests? Is being a bride that easy nowadays?”

Maureen complained.

Gianna felt slightly awkward.

She supposed no bride and bridegroom in Country B would be that self-willed like she and Kingsley.

No.

Just Kingsley.

She was forced after all.

She asked, “Why didn’t you leave earlier?”

“I wanted to! But that guy, Horace Clark who is Kingsley Walker’s childhood best friend refused to let me go. The point was I can’t fight him!” Maureen burst into anger.

She did try to sneak away.

“Sorry about that.” Gianna could not find any words to console her and she could only soften her voice.

Maureen snorted and did not accept her kindness at all.

Gianna then tried to console her further.

Kingsley looked at her from the newspaper. Seeing her cajoling Maureen gently, a smile slowly broke upon his lips.

His smile was lascivious.

Gianna saw his smile too.

He was sitting right opposite to her.

Gianna wondered whether he had any mental problem having smiled like that out of the blue.

“Anyway, have you guys made out aggressively last night?” Maureen suddenly digressed.

She said it without any euphemism.

Gianna was speechless. She took a glimpse at Kingsley who was still reading the newspaper and asked, “Why did you ask?”

“Couldn’t I care about my best friend’s sex life?” Maureen said carefreely.

Gianna blushed a little and she said evasively, “We’ll talk afterwards.”

“Kingsley is beside you?” Maureen instantly noticed that.

“Yeah,” Gianna replied.

“You’re still on the bed?”

“No.”

“Are you naked?”

“No.”

“Have I interrupted you?” Maureen was emotional.

She seemed to be unable to hear Gianna’s voice.

“I’ve said no.”

“Say no more, I know you. Although I’ve not experienced that, I’ve witnessed much. I know it’s tiring and painful for the first time, you need more rest.”

Gianna really wanted to cover her mouth.

“I’m hanging up then.” Maureen hung up.

“...” Gianna wondered when Maureen would stop being that reckless.

She wondered when she would become mature and modest.

She hoped she could be wise one day.

As Gianna was going to put down her phone, her phone rang again.

It was from Maureen again.

Gianna knew it was impossible for her to change in such a short time.

She picked up the call again. “Hey.”

“I wanted to ask you to go read the news. Your marriage with Kingsley has gone famous, like extremely famous. You must read it, the news is absolutely pleasant to read. The point is, Caesar Kennedy, that bastard has been bombarded with criticisms. I went to pee this morning and after taking a glance at the news, I’ve been delighted until now. I suggest you to read it with Kingsley, maybe both of you would...carry on what you did last night after reading it.”

Gianna wondered whether Maureen really did grow up in the upper class society. She did not possess any elegance.

Maureen immediately hung up the call again after she finished.

Gianna searched for the news on her phone.

“Did you sleep well last night?” Kingsley suddenly spoke.

Gianna replied while reading the news, “Still okay.”

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She initially thought she would have difficulty to sleep in a strange environment, yet she had quickly fallen asleep after she lied down.

“I didn’t sleep for the whole night last night,” Kingsley said directly.

“Then what did you do?” Gianna glimpsed at him.

“Thinking about you.”

“...” Gianna was speechless and she could not help but retort, “Your face looks good, you didn’t look like someone who’s not slept for the whole night.”