My Killing President

Chapter 242 Witty 1

How did he find out about this place?

Annabelle stood there and looked at Song Jing. After that she smiled, “Song Jing, why are you here?”

When Song Jing saw Annabelle unharmed, he finally rested his heart. The man had completely ignored

Alistair standing by the side.

It didn’t matter who was the one that saved Annabelle. The most important thing was that she was safe

and unharmed.

Song Jing walked over and examined Annabelle from head to toe, “How do you feel, are you hurt

anywhere?” Song Jing stared at Annabelle and asked worriedly.

Alistair and Song Jing were arch-rival and he wouldn’t be informing Song Jing.

At that time, the assistant behind Song Jing, Mike couldn’t hold in his frustration.

“Sir had been searching for Miss Xia for many days. Yesterday, right when we rushed over to the

southern Mountain region, Miss Xia was already rescued… Sir had been searching high and low for the

entire night and we finally found this hospital!” Mike said.

“Stop that, Mike!” At that time, Song Jing interrupted the man. Mike stood behind him and shut his

mouth after hearing Song Jing’s instruction.

However, Annabelle caught on what happened.

So it wasn’t just Alistair looking for her for the past few days but Song Jing too…

All of a sudden, Annabelle didn’t know what she should say. She looked at Song Jing and she was

moved.

“Song Jing, thank you so much!” Annabelle could only convey her thankfulness through simple words.

When Song Jing heard Annabelle, he chuckled and looked at her gently, “Everything was worth it as

long as you are safe!”

Annabelle nodded, “I’m fine, just a mild wound. Sorry for making you worry!” Annabelle said.

Song Jing smiled in return and the man’s eyes were gleaming in adoration towards Annabelle.

When Alistair watched them looking at each other, his eyes frowned in frustration and he jeered at the

man, “President Song is quite the hound, you could tail and smell us just about anywhere we go!”

Alistair derided the man.

When Song Jing heard him, he averted his gaze and looked at Alistair, sneering coldly, “If I was truly a

hound, I would be here last night!”

After saying that, the two men glared at each other.

Annabelle stood there and she could even feel the fire powder in the air.

She would always feel that when the two of them appeared together. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Right when Annabelle didn’t know what to do, a nurse came in from outside.

“Annabelle, are you in?”

“Yes, I am!”

The nurse’s words broke the silence.

“Your medical report is out!”

“Thank you, I’ll be right there!” After saying that, Annabelle hurried out.

The moment she left…

Both Alistair and Song Jing dropped their pretense.

“Song Jing, keep your care to yourself, Annabelle is my woman!” Alistair stared at Song Jing and

enunciated every word.

When Song Jing heard Alistair, he sneered coldly, “yours? Did she agree to that? Alistair, the two of

you were already divorced. That is the undeniable truth!”

“Even if we were divorced, she is still my woman!” Alistair said overbearingly.

“We will find out about that in the future!”

“Sure!”

The two men glared at each other and none of them were inferior in their intimidating auras. They

looked as if they were about to have a showdown.

At that time, Annabelle came in from outside. The moment she saw them having a face off, she

frowned and asked, “What are you guys doing…”