My Killing President
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At that time, Alistair stared at Annabelle frowningly as he explained, "I was done with the washing and I wanted to put it back to the cabinet. But they accidentally slipped..." Right after he said that, Annabelle gave him a deriding look.

She shouldn't have entrusted Alistair with the kitchen!

But it was too late to regret!

Annabelle walked over and stared at Alistair, "Your hands would be slippery as you do the dishes, that is just common knowledge. Don't you know that?"

"Why should I know? I have never done that!" Alistair said that in a justified and unapologetic manner. It was as if the plates were at fault for being broken and not because of him. Annabelle shook her head in remorse. She had forgotten that the man was Alistair!!

She shouldn't have assigned the chores to him so restfully.!

She continued to shook her head helplessly and started to pick up the broken pieces. Alistair looked at Annabelle and walked closer, "Let me help!"

"Stop!" Annabelle said hurriedly as she looked at Alistair, "Just let me do it myself!" She didn't dare to let Alistair help anymore, as it might end in more hassles.

When Alistair saw Annabelle's expression, he frowned, "Why?"

"I do not wish to add more troubles on top of these. Mr. Mu, if you really want to help, please just go outside and rest!" Annabelle said.

After Alistair heard that, he felt that she was treating him like trouble.

"Annabelle, are you shunning me?" Alistair stared at her and asked unhappily.

"Of course not!" Annabelle shook her head. When she saw Alistair's glooming expression, she said, "It is better to clean up alone. Too many cooks spoil the soup! And I am more used to doing this alone!" "Just that?" Alistair asked.

Annabelle nodded hurriedly, "Of course, if not?"

Alistair examined Annabelle's expression and the woman didn't seemed to be lying. And so he let her off, "All right then, be careful, don't be hurting your hand!" He 'compromised'.

"Got it, just go rest on the couch!" Annabelle said.

Alistair took another glance at Annabelle and said no more, and then he went to the couch. When Annabelle saw him leaving, she started to tidy up.

It only took her a few minutes to clean up the kitchen.

Now Annabelle was just awkward, because she found a certain truth to Alistair's claim.

There are two most dangerous things in the world: a woman driving and a man cooking.

Although he wasn't cooking, it was about the same for doing the dishes.

The woman was feeling fortunate that she didn't let Alistair cook. Otherwise, they might really get into trouble!

After the cleanup, Annabelle walked out. When she saw that Alistair wasn't in the living room, she went back into her own room.

Right after she entered, the door was opened suddenly. Annabelle turned her head back in response. Before she even realized what happened, Alistair dashed in, hugged her and kissed on her lips. Annabelle was caught by surprise. She looked at him and frowned as she tried hard to push him away, "Alistair, you... MMm... Are you crazy?!" Annabelle struggled to break free and stared at Alistair.

At that time, Alistair stared intently into Annabelle's eyes and the man was feeling an overwhelming emotion from within.

"Why?"

"What why?"

"I know that you care for me. But why do you always act like you don't at all?" Alistair stared at her and asked. The man had suddenly recalled that she left him voice messages and he heard them while he was in the toilet.00000000