My Killing President

Chapter 1 Divorce

“The president of LK Corporation, Alistair Mu, took a yacht out to sea with a woman the day before Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

yesterday. The woman is a debuting model named Mechan Huang. They were photographed being

intimate and spending the entire night on his 50 million-dollar yacht.”

This news was reported on TV last night and quickly spread all over the city.

The woman sitting in the middle of the sofa was wearing a drab gray and blue uniform and a pair of

glasses with her hair tucked. By the way she dressed, it would be easy to mistaken her for an old maid.

But once people saw past her plain appearance, you could see that she had beautiful skin, a cute,

round face, and a pair of beautiful eyes. She was definitely a beauty.

She now watched the news without showing any emotion.

The nanny Mrs Li stood by and watched her. She had no idea what Annabelle Xia was thinking at this

moment.

Annabelle and Alistair had been married for a year, but Alistair was never really at home. News like this

happened from time to time.

"Madam, these are just scribblings from desperate news reporters on a slow news day. Don’t believe

these rumors." Mrs Lee calmly said, trying to comfort her.

Annabelle wasn’t sure, but honestly at this point she didn’t care if was true or not.

She didn't answer Mrs Lee. She just chuckled, picked up the cell phone on the desk, and then dialed.

Soon, the call was put through.

“Hello, who's this?” the man on the other end of the phone spoke.

“It’s Annabelle.” Annabelle said with no emotion.

"What’s the matter?" There was a trace of impatience in the man’s voice over the phone.

"Are you coming back tonight? I want to talk with you." Annabelle said, holding her mobile phone.

"If there is something you want to talk about with me, just say it on the phone. I really don't want to go

back to see you. Your appearance makes me sick!" Alistair said brutally.

After hearing what her husband said, Annabelle held the mobile phone tightly and said, "but we are

married."

"Annabelle, I warn you you'd better not say that we are husband and wife. We are married due out of

convenience. Besides, I'm sick of your appearance. I wish I could really divorce you." The man on the

other end of the phone shouted loudly.

Divorce…

"Alistair, we've been married for a year. I've never cheated on you. How could you this?" Annabelle

asked him.

"Because you make me sick."

"Well, in that case, let’s give you what you want. Let’s get a divorce!" Annabelle said.

There was a long pause. The person on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned. "What?"

"It's you who wants a divorce. I hope you will let us end it and leave my family the hell alone!"

Annabelle said.

The person on the other end of the phone said that he wanted a divorce, but didn’t actually think it

could happen. After a brief pause, the man on the other end said, "OK, as long as you're willing to sign

the divorce agreement! I left one in the house in case of this."

"I'll sign it. Just make sure to keep your promises."

"Ok!"

She hung up the phone angrily.

Mrs Lee, standing on one side of the coach, heard the entire conversation. At this time, she went up

and looked at Annabelle, "madam, do you really want a divorce?”

Annabelle turned to face her. Looking under the rim of her glasses a pair of clear eyes gleamed, "This

will be best for me and him."

“But your in-laws?”

"He will have to take care of them," Annabelle interrupted Mrs Lee before she could finish.

Annabelle went upstairs and suddenly thought of something, "Mrs Lee, clear the table." Annabelle said.

"Aren’t you going to eat dinner now?" Mrs Lee asked in surprise.

"No, I’m not hungry." With that, Annabelle ran upstairs.

She took out the divorce agreement that Alistair had talked about and signed it directly!

Looking at the words on the agreement, Annabelle smiled for the first time in months.