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

Annabelle tensed in panic and turned away to leave.

“Who are you? And why are you standing here?” A hostile and booming voice came from inside.

Annabelle knew she must now give them a satisfying explanation, otherwise it would just spell trouble. She lifted her eyes and hid her uneasiness, with a modulated tone, she explained, “I am the new…”

Just before she could finish her sentence, she received her second trauma of the day.

It was Alistair!

What in the world is he doing here!?

Annabelle’s mind went blank and her jaw dropped comically, like the genie from Aladdin.

He is the president of Yun Rui?!

How in the world is this even possible!

in body yelled ‘RUN!’, but her feet were heavy as lead, as

to his great strength. He possessed a latent, leonine power and always moved with purpose and authority. Perhaps, his only blemish was

radiated from her that made her pleasing. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes, her tranquil eyes stared at him and a set

second…Why is her

the way she looks at me

could not

answer me,” Alistair asked again, intimidatingly

brought Annabelle back to her senses,

eavesdropping on us?” The lady beside him strutted forward, presumably the aforementioned Yoi

of pretty

displayed an obvious hostility towards Annabelle. She blamed Annabelle

Annabelle. Reporting for duty.” Annabelle answered impeccably, clear

repeated after her, while his eyes scanning with a mixture

feel as if her heart was in her mouth.