After hearing that, Alistair’s expression was glooming darker.
That damned woman!
No wonder he had no impression towards her.
No wonder she looked completely different…
So, it was all because she was faking a front!
She wasn’t willing to marry him and therefore she pretended to be like that!
When Alistair thought about that, all he wanted was to dash out the house, look for that woman and punish her!
“I had only seen her true face the moment she left. And the rest was my guess!” Auntie Li told Alistair.
Alistair simply stood there and he was simmering in rage towards Annabelle.
When auntie Li saw how angered he was, she hurriedly added, “young master, actually. Miss Xia was a piteous woman. She stayed at home every day and every night she would be sitting before the TV watching your scandal with another woman. I had never once seen her smiling. That night, she even personally made dinner waiting for you to come home… Who would know it would come to this…” Auntie Li said?
When Alistair heard her words, he turned over and looked at her. His gazes were deep.
Auntie Li stood there and she wasn’t afraid of Alistair getting angry at her. After all, the fault wasn’t on Annabelle alone. Alistair had his responsibility too.
And even if she was just a house helper, she must be fair.
Moreover, when Annabelle was in the household, the two of them had spent time accompanying each other. Chatting heart to heart like mother and daughter. She liked Annabelle.
And she had good impression towards her.
After staring at auntie Li for a long while, Alistair responded, “I understand now, you should rest earlier!”
“Then how about Miss Xia?” Auntie Li was worried.
“She escaped!” Alistair said.
Escaped?
Auntie Li was stunned.
But she was restful as long as nothing happened to Annabelle.
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