My Killing President
Chapter 422 Triumphant 1

The next day.

When Annabelle woke up and walked out the room, she didn't see anyone on the couch. There was only the blanket from last night. The woman couldn't help but frowned. Did he leave?

When was that?

She didn't realize at all.

Was she too sound asleep, or what?

When Annabelle was contemplating, Alistair came out from the bathroom.

The moment he saw Annabelle, his lips curled up, "Morning!"

Annabelle was stunned and she blinked her eyes, "You, you haven't leave?"

"Leave? To where?" Alistair asked back.

All right, she should just forget it.

At that time, Alistair was drying his hair with a bath towel. The man was wearing his shirt and he did not button up it, showing his tanned skin. He looked sexy and in great vigor. When Annabelle saw his toned body, she averted her face awkwardly.

The man simply stared at Annabelle and said, "Annabelle, I'm hungry..."

Alistair was treating her place like his own house. Annabelle was frustrated but she didn't know what to say.

Alistair, can you not treat this like your home!?

Annabelle ignored the man and walked into the kitchen.

Alistair looked at Annabelle's response and he followed her.

"Are you making breakfast yourself?"

"If not? Are you going to do that?" Annabelle started preparing and she looked back at Alistair and asked.

Alistair's lips curled up. He was simply watching Annabelle bustling about and he said unhurriedly, "Don't you know that there are two most dangerous things in this world?" "What?"

"Women driving and men cooking!"

The woman gave him an eye roll. But he smiled cheerfully at her. The man was gorgeous and enticing.

His smile seemed to be different from the usual scheming grin, but there was a sincere joy and contentment to it.

Annabelle was lost in the moment for some time. As she regained her senses, she stared at him and said, "Since it's so dangerous, you should wait outside!"

She said that in acquiescence for Alistair to eat breakfast there.

"Okay, I shall be expecting!" After saying that, Alistair walked over and kissed Annabelle's forehead.

That gesture of his was like what a newlywed husband does to his wife.

Annabelle was stunned.

The fresh scent on his body and the minty sensation from his lips were left on her forehead. Only when Alistair exited the kitchen, Annabelle came back to her senses. Annabelle!!!

Are you crazy!?

Why would every little gesture of Alistair rile her and make her lost in thought!?

She shook her head to stop herself from overthinking and hurriedly went on to prepare breakfast.

She spent about fifteen minutes to get the breakfast done. Alistair had already dressed himself up and he sat waiting on the dining table.

The moment he saw Annabelle coming out with breakfast, he smiled heartily.

And he began to eat.

It was a simple sandwich with ham and milk. Nothing different from the ordinary. But Alistair seemed to enjoy it like it was the best thing in the world.

It was something that he wouldn't cast a second look normally, but now he was enjoying it thoroughly.

"Miss Xia, I have never thought that you know how to make breakfast!" Alistair said.

Annabelle, "... President Mu, are you complimenting me?"

"Of course!" Alistair said.

But Annabelle wasn't agreeable.

She simply forced a smile at him. After that, she didn't say anything anymore and ate her food.

After the breakfast, the two of them went downstairs. At that time, Song Jing was already waiting for her.

The moment he saw Alistair and Annabelle coming down together, the man was stupefied and he looked at them in shock.00000000