"I heard from Mike that you havenât been eating. Therefore, I cooked you some porridge. It is the best for you now that you are sick and you shouldnât 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 Annabelleâs gesture, he frowned, "Are you leaving?"
Annabelle nodded, "Yeah!" She looked outside the window and the sky had already gotten dark. She didnât want to make Alistair worry.
"Itâs 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 couldnât 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!
Annabelleâs 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, "Itâs getting late and I should go back. Otherwise Alistair may worry!"
Alistair...
That name was like a heavy blow to Song Jing.
Song Jingâs body tensed up and his expression went grim, "Is he that important to you?"
Annabelle answered unhesitantly, "Yes, very important!"
For the woman, Alistair was even more important to her than her own life!
Song Jing felt his heart being ripped apart when he heard that answer.
"All right, I should go back now!" As she said that, she wanted to leave.
"Annabelle!" At that time, Song Jing called out her name.
Annabelle stood there and her heart was pounding. She was nervous because she had a hunch that Song Jing may tell her something.
There are words that she would never want to hear it from him.
"Itâs getting late now, you should hurry and eat something and rest!" After saying that, Annabelle wanted to leave.
But the next second, Song Jing pulled her back and hugged her tightly. After that, the man kissed on her lips.
Annabelleâs eyes widened immediately. She stared at Song Jing in shock. The woman hadn't thought that Song Jing would do that to her. She pushed him away without hesitation.
*Slap*
Annabelle slapped his face.
Song Jing was stunned.
His head tilted to one side.
Annabelle did not regret slapping him.
The woman stared at Song Jing and enunciated, "I hope this slap could wake you up. Song Jing, if you are conscious, you shouldnât have done that to me!"
Song Jing stood there with his face tilted away. After that, he turned his head towards Annabelle slowly.
Annabelle was breathing heavily, "Song Jing, I am engaged to Alistair. It wasnât for any other reason but my love for him. He had given me the love and feeling others couldnât. Nobody could replace him!"
"I hope our relationship is like family, like best friend! I do not wish to change this relationship. But if you insist, then I think we should never meet again!" After Annabelle said that, she stared into his eyes and turned around to leave.
Song Jing stood there with a pale face. But his eyes were gleaming in a frightening menace...
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His Real Wedded Bride ï¤Chapter 1404 A Long Silence