My Killing President
Chapter 437 Housemate 3

"Is it fine now?" Alistair stared at Annabelle and asked. His eyes were gleaming in gentleness and his voice was charming.

Annabelle nodded.

"Then let's continue!" After saying that, Alistair approached her and wanted to kiss her.

Annabelle frowned and retreated, "Umm, I am hungry and I will go and cook now!" After saying that, Annabelle broke free from Alistair's hug and walked towards the kitchen.

This time round Alistair didn't pull her back. He simply watched at her back view and his lips curled up in satisfaction.

The man had expected to spend a great effort to stay. It was surprising that he managed to pull that off so easily.

The man was feeling nothing but satisfaction.

At that time, Alistair got up and went inside the shower.

Annabelle was cooking in the kitchen. About half an hour later, Alistair came out from the shower. The man was wearing bath robes and his hair was wet. The moment he saw Annabelle's bustling figure in the kitchen, he felt restful.

After such a long time wandering around, living aimlessly, he felt that it was such a wonderful feeling to be able to find a right person to settle down with.

The man blamed himself for not appreciating her two years ago. At the same time, he was thankful that fate treated him well. And he was given a second chance to right his wrong.

When Alistair thought about that, he walked into the kitchen.

As Alistair walked in quietly, Annabelle took a fright. The moment she came back to her senses and saw Alistair in bath robes, fresh out of the shower, she was stunned.

His hair was wet and the front fringes were covering his eyes. Giving him a wild sense of masculinity. His thin lips were exceptionally sexy, as well as his chiseled chin and muscular, bare chest showing from the deep collar of the bath robes. Annabelle felt that the man was truly an art of sculpture instead of a real human being.

Annabelle's mind wandered for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she looked at him and said, "Are you trying to scare me to death? Can't you make some noise when you walk?"

Alistair didn't mind at all and the man simply looked at her, "When will you be done? I'm hungry!"

"Just a little longer!" Annabelle said that and she turned around, back to her cooking.

Alistair simply watched her from beside. It was a true joy for the man to watch her busy figure.

Annabelle felt uncomfortable with the man staring. She raised an eyebrow and looked at Alistair, "President Mu, why are you staring so much? You want to do it?"

"I..." Alistair was taken aback, "I don't know how!"

"Then just wait outside. You are bothering me!"

"Are you shy?" Alistair asked back.

Annabelle gave him an eye roll. Alistair didn't pester her any longer. The man simply walked towards her and gave her a light peck on the cheek, "Thank you for the good work!" And he left after that. Annabelle was stunned and she stood there for a moment. After that she said, "Alistair, if you dare to harass me again, I will not be letting you off easily!"

At that time, Alistair's voice came from outside like a gentle breeze, "I wasn't harassing you, but giving you some encouragement!"

What a scoundrel.

Alistair was undeniably the number one scoundrel Annabelle had ever known.

Although she was complaining, the woman's lips curled up uncontrollably.

She felt at peace and at ease right that moment.

What a great feeling to regain something important one had lost!

Annabelle smirked. So it wasn't so hard to just admit her feelings...

At the very least, she was joyous in the moment.00000