The Most Loving Marriage: Don't Be Too Bad, Mr President

“Alistair , today I pull you out like a tooth that aches and throw you away. From now onwards, we walk our separate ways!”

Putting aside the divorce agreement, Annabelle rubbed her loured eyebrows and let her hair down.

Her long lustrous hair cascaded down her back, contrasted strongly with her fair, marble-like complexion. Her sultry figure was like a masterpiece, gorgeously beautiful!

And at that moment, her aura radiated warmth and colours of hope. Her gaze was doubtless and serene.

Finally, it’s time to leave this wretched place!

Annabelle made no delays and immediately dressed herself up. She tossed her dull clothes on the bed and changed into a canary yellow bow dress and put on her favourite Brigitte heels.

Instantly she looked like a top model. She picked and packed few of her favoured clothing, tidied her room and rolled on with her luggage.

Mrs Li was keeping the house when she heard Annabelle coming down. She was then awestruck by her dissimilar look.

are they really the same person? Mrs Li

Li and greeted her cheerfully,

Li exclaimed, still finding it difficult

own way now. I sincerely thank you for your care

my lady, are you seriously leaving

earnestly. Her face looked absolutely stunning now with

“Of course!” She replied.

now, I daresay the divorce is not going to happen.” Mrs Li stared intensely at her

like a schoolgirl and

all, her effort was to blind Alistair from the

only concur. “Alright, please be sure to take care of

her a tight hug. In this cheerless place, Mrs Li has been her one and only console, assisting and caring for her like a mother. Annabelle

“See you, aunty.”

lady, can I