My Killing President

Chapter 241 Fun 3

Annabelle couldn’t hold her vex in anymore, “Get out!”

“Why?! I didn’t ask you to go out when I was changing!” Alistair said.

Annabelle replied in her mind: that was because I wasn’t as shameless as you!!!

But of course she wouldn’t be saying that. The woman simply smiled gently, “I don’t have the self-

control like President Mu…” After saying that, Annabelle got down from the bed and pushed Alistair

outside.

“President Mu, my deepest apology. But I would need you to wait for me outside!” After saying that, she

pushed him outside.

Alistair chuckled and did not continue to make fun of her. He went out after that.

But the man hadn’t expected that she would go further than that.

Right after he got out the door, Annabelle stared at Alistair and chuckled, “President Mu, please give

me a moment!” After saying that, she shut the door and the man even heard the door getting locked…

Alistair’s face twitched a little.

What was his image in the woman’s mind?!

Did she think that he would be peeking?!

Although he was thinking that, his lips curled up uncontrollably…

After Annabelle locked the door, she changed her clothes restfully.

She must admit that the clothes Alistair brought her was fitting like a glove.

The woman recalled the previous incident where he brought her a party dress, even the underwear

inside were a perfect match for her size…

Annabelle couldn’t help but exclaimed!

What a playboy!

A professional one at that!

Previously she even thought that it was because she left some clothes in the Mu household and so the

man knew it so clearly.

However there was a day that she unintentionally overheard his conversation and she learnt that he

was simply gauging using his eyes…

A visual inspection!!

When Annabelle thought about that, she couldn’t help but jeered at him secretly.

After getting changed, Annabelle went to open the door.

And Alistair was waiting right outside.

Once the door was opened, he couldn’t help but scanned through her from head to toe. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The woman looked elegant in a tulip yellow one-piece dress.

Annabelle was indeed a born model. She could present herself in any kind of dress and colors.

Not only that, whenever she wore anything, she could bring forth a personalized temperament and

style.

Alistair’s eyes lit up in approval and praise.

He averted his gaze and looked her in the eyes, “Are you done changing?”

“Yeah!” Annabelle nodded.

Alistair nodded in acknowledgment, “Mm, it suits you well!”

Annabelle didn’t say anything anymore.

If the man had already approved after his visual inspection, what else could she say?

She opened the door and Alistair walked inside.

“When are we leaving?”

“In a short while. If your report comes back all good, then we may leave.” Alistair said.

After hearing that, Annabelle nodded in agreement.

After a whole night of rest, Annabelle had already relaxed herself. At the very least, she wasn't feeling

the intense nervousness from the danger anymore.

At that time, Alistair wanted to say something but there was a person calling from outside.

“May I ask which ward is Miss Annabelle in?” There was a nervous yet charming sound in the corridor

outside.

“Annabelle?”

“That’s right!”

“The one on the second right!” The nurse answered.

“Alright, thank you very much!”

Annabelle and Alistair heard the sound from outside and they exchanged a look. The two of them

looked at the door and shortly after, a familiar figure entered the room.

“Annabelle!” Once the man entered the room and saw Annabelle, he called out nervously.

When Annabelle saw the man, she was taken aback.

When Alistair saw the man, he frowned in displeasure.

How did he find out about this place?