My Killing President

“Alistair, from now on, I have no relations with you! I hope I can live my own life without interference from you.”

Annabelle signed the divorce agreement, took her glasses off, and then untied her hair.

Her black hair cascaded down to her shoulders which opened up her face a bit. You would be hard pressed to find anyone who wouldn’t say she was a beautiful lady.

At this moment, she was not as rigid as she was before. Her watery eyes, which were as crystal-like as glass, shimmered with charm.

Finally!

She could finally leave!

Thinking of this, Annabelle couldn’t stay here anymore. She stood up, changed out of her old-fashion clothes into a bright yellow dress with heels and threw her old clothes onto the bed. With a pair of high heels, she looked quite tall, and beautiful.

She then roughly packed some of her favorite clothes and put them into a luggage case.

and saw that Mrs. Lee was doing some cleaning. She looked totally different from what she looked like before. She looked at Annabelle as if she was a

and greeted her

her own sense. If Annabelle hadn’t said anything to Mrs. Lee, Mrs. Lee would probably have not said anything

are divorced now. I am going to move out today. Thanks for your care and help over the

madam. That’s

“Yes.” She looked quite delicate and beautiful with a light make-up on

Mu were to see you now, then maybe he would have regretted his choice to divorce

her words,

completely done with

writing on the wall and nodded, “Okay, then please take good care of

her hands to hug Mrs Lee. Mrs Lee had been

Lee,