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My Killing President novel Chapter 561

"I heard from Mike that you haven’t been eating. Therefore, I cooked you some porridge. It is the best for you now that you are sick and you shouldn’t eat anything else. Porridge is perfect!" Annabelle said.

Her words and her voice were like the spring breeze, warming up his heart.

Song Jing stood there and looked at her. The man nodded.

Maybe he had stolen the moment for himself. And he just wished he could stop the time.

Annabelle looked at him and said, "By the way, you should rest for a while after eating. Remember to take another two tablets before sleep. You will be fine tomorrow!"

When Song Jing looked at Annabelle’s gesture, he frowned, "Are you leaving?"

Annabelle nodded, "Yeah!" She looked outside the window and the sky had already gotten dark. She didn’t want to make Alistair worry.

"It’s getting dark now and I should go back!" As she said that, she went to take her head back and wanted to leave.

Probably, at that very moment, Song Jing couldn’t hold himself back anymore.

The man pulled her back suddenly and hugged her from behind.

If he were to let her leave this time, he might never have the chance again!

Annabelle’s body tensed up noticeably, "Song Jing, you…"

"Stay… Can you accompany me for a little longer?" Song Jing looked at her and said. His voice was hoarse and filled with an earnest pleading.

Annabelle was stunned and she answered, "It’s getting late and I should go back. Otherwise Alistair may worry!"

Alistair…

That name was like a heavy blow to Song Jing.

Song Jing’s body tensed up and his expression went grim, "Is he that important to you?"

Annabelle answered unhesitantly, "Yes, very important!"

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