My Killing President novel Chapter 687

If what Nancy said was true, why did her brother do that?

Was that because of… her?

Annabelle didn't dare to continue with the thought of hers. That news had shaken her completely.

She sat there for a long time until Alistair came back. And she came back to her senses suddenly.

"What's the matter? Why are you zoning out here?" Alistair looked at her and asked.

Annabelle looked at him and the things Nancy told her was resounding in her mind. The man knew but he didn't take any action. He didn't even tell her anything.

Annabelle didn't know how she should react or say towards Alistair's remarkable forbearance.

She stared in his eyes speechlessly.

When Alistair saw that Annabelle was quiet, he frowned and asked, "What's the matter? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

When Annabelle heard him, she came back to her senses and shook her head, "I'm fine!"

"Then why are you acting so weird? You missed me too much?" Alistair chuckled naughtily. He moved closer and kissed Annabelle's lips.

Annabelle didn't move away and simply smiled back at him, "Why are you coming back so late?"

"I had an important meeting earlier so I left work late!"

All of a sudden, Annabelle recalled what happened and she said, "Nancy left!"

"Where did she go?"

"Back to Malaysia!" After saying that, she looked at the time on her phone, "Her plane should take off already!"

Alistair hadn't expected that to happen.

"When was that?"

"In the afternoon. I made several calls to you but your secretary said you were in a meeting!" Annabelle said.

Alistair was silent for a while. He hadn't expected Nancy to leave without saying a word.

"I didn't know when her flight is and she didn't tell me. However, when we were talking on the phone earlier, she was about to board. Do you want to give her a call and check if she was on that plane?" Annabelle asked.

After hearing that, Alistair raised his gaze and looked at her, "There's no need. Since that was her will, let's just respect her!"

"Are you really not going? I could tell that although she was saying that, she wanted to meet you one last time!" Annabelle said.

"Nothing will change if I go over. What is the point?"

Annabelle nodded.

At that time, Alistair stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, "Annabelle, why do I feel that you are pushing me away? Do you trust me that much?" He moved closer and stared in Annabelle's eyes.

Annabelle simply smiled jovially, "Why? Isn't it good to feel trusted?"

"But I prefer to see you getting jealous!" Alistair squinted his eyes and whispered softly.

Annabelle chuckled, "Although I am pregnant now, I am not sensitive like other women!"

When Alistair heard her, he pulled her in by the waist, "Miss Xia, do you want to give it a try?" He moved closer and gave her a long, passionate kiss.

"How do you feel? Does your wound still hurt?"

Annabelle shook her head, "I don't feel anything now!"

The woman felt warm in her heart whenever Alistair cared for her like that.

"That's great. The wedding is drawing close and I will get the designer to add a shoulder wrap for you. Then you wouldn't need to show the scar!" Alistair said.

Annabelle was surprised that he was so thoughtful. However, she proceeded to make fun of the man, "If I really end up with the scar, would you mind?"

"I won't!" Alistair answered without a second of hesitation.

"Why?"

Alistair held her hand, "I told you before. I love you not because of your appearance but because of your inner beauty and character!"

"The appearance isn't a factor at all?" Annabelle raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

"Your appearance was what attracted me at first sight. But if you have a wicked heart, how long do you think we could stay together?" Alistair asked.

He looked at her wound, "Moreover, you suffered this wound because of me. If there was a scar, I would be reminded to love you and appreciate you more!" His words were enchanting and dreamy. Annabelle was just lost in his genuine love and affection.

"Mr. Mu, did you eat a lot of sweet stuffs today?" Annabelle stared at him and asked.

"Huh? Why?"

"Why are you talking so sweetly?"

"Do you like it?"

"I do!" After saying that, Annabelle moved closer and kissed his lips, "Alistair, I love you…" She said seriously.

The lights were on in the room but Annabelle's eyes were even brighter.

Annabelle rarely used the word love and Alistair appreciated that very much.

"I love you too!" He said.

Annabelle stared at him intently. Her passionate gaze moved Alistair.

"Annabelle, if you keep looking at me like that, I can't guarantee what I will do to you!" He said.

Annabelle didn't say anything and continued to stare at him intently.

The next second, Alistair brought his feelings to action. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

Annabelle did not fight back and let him did as he pleased.

She was even trying hard to reciprocate his feelings.

As they were making love more and more intensely, Alistair was worried that he might touch her wound and he stopped.

He looked at her and asked, "What's gotten into you today?"

Annabelle looked at him and she was breathing heavily, "What do you mean?"

"You are a little… passionate today!"

"You don't like it?"

"I like it. But it is just so sudden!"

Annabelle leaned on him suddenly and hugged his waist tightly, "Alistair, we will always stay together, right?"

"Of course!"

"That's great!" After saying that, Annabelle shut her eyes and hugged him tightly.

Alistair looked at her and didn't know what to say. However, he had a hunch that Annabelle was thinking about something.

He lied on the bed and didn't move, and Annabelle hugged him to sleep. The soft breathings of the two persons were the only sound in the room…

In the middle of the night, Alistair received a text.

It was from Nancy.

Alistair was a light sleeper. When he heard the beep, he took up his phone to check.

It was a short text message that carried her sincerest feelings.

"Alistair, I'm home now. I wasn't doing that childishly but I just couldn't tell you personally. I believe there will be a day when I appear before you again. And by that time, I believe I wouldn't feel the same towards you like right now. Sister Annabelle is a good woman. I hope you will appreciate her! Wish the two of you all the best!"

It was simply a short paragraph but it carried Nancy's genuine blessings.

Alistair simply read it and didn't reply. After thinking for some time, he deleted the text and put his phone back on the desk. He hugged the woman next to him tightly and went back to sleep.

……

Zen looked at the person in front of him. Although he dreaded to face him, he knew it was inevitable.

There was a deck of pictures on the desk about the young Dawson Xiao and Zen.

Dawson Xiao's stomach was bulging already and it was most probably when she was 7 months pregnant.

Zen didn't know how Kaleb Hua got ahold of those pictures. But one thing he was sure, that Kaleb Hua had investigated him.

"Mr. Kaleb, what do you mean by this?"

"Mr. Mu, I believe you know. Where is Dawson Xiao?"

Zen glanced over at the pictures on the desk, "Mr. Kaleb, have you been investigating me?"

"I was simply looking for Dawson Xiao!" Kaleb Hua said.

Zen was silent, "Actually you have known about it long ago. Why are you asking me now?" Zen asked. He knew that Kaleb Hua had known about these a long time ago but he simply waited until now to confront him.

"I have my own reason. Now I just want to know where Dawson Xiao is!" Kaleb Hua asked anxiously.

"What is your relationship with her?" Zen asked.

Dawson Xiao had never told him anything about her relationship with Kaleb Hua. Zen had been speculating all these while and the woman simply gave him a simple instruction through phone call: protect Annabelle.

"That was between me and her!"

"But I promised her that I wouldn't tell you!"

When Kaleb Hua heard that, his expression changed, "Did she tell you that?"

Zen nodded, "Yes!"

Kaleb Hua had a pained expression. After a long while, he said, "What else did she say?"

"She said she will never forgive you!"

Kaleb Hua's expression turned even worse.

"Did she really say that?"

Zen did not deny and simply looked at him indifferently.

Although Kaleb Hua had expected that answer, now that he heard it personally, he felt a deep sorrow. He was even feeling a pulsing pain in his heart.

The man moved his hand and grabbed his chest…

Hua watched from aside and he stepped forward worriedly, "Brother Kaleb!"

Kaleb Hua raised his hand and stopped him, "I am fine!"

At that time, Kaleb Hua was trying his best to hold back his emotion. He looked at Zen and asked, "How is she now?"

Zen was silent. He didn't know how he should answer that.

Kaleb Hua frowned, "I simply want to know if she is doing okay!"

When Zen saw that he was so worried, he contemplated for a while and said, "I don't know. She disappeared more than twenty years ago!"

"Disappeared?"

Zen nodded, "I didn't have any news about her at all. I had been searching for her all these years but I was unfruitful. I thought you were the one that brought her away!" Zen said. He thought about it but now he knew that he guessed wrongly.

Kaleb Hua had a grim expression. He believed Zen's words.

The man had no need to deceive him.