Chapter 250
The Most Loving Marriage: Don't Be Too Bad, Mr President
Right that moment, the lift door opened and a *Ding*. Alistair turned his head back and stared at Annabelle, âAre you sure you want to experience that again?!â
Annabelle couldnât reply to that.
She was rendered speechless.
Alistair took out the shopping bag and Annabelle followed right after him.
âWhich unit?!â Alistair asked.
Annabelle pointed at her door helplessly.
âOpen the door!â
It sounded as if Alistair was going back to his own home and Annabelle was simply a nanny or house servant. Although she wasnât too happy, she didnât dare to protest and she took out her keys to open the door.
Right after the door was opened, Alistair strode inside and made himself home.
When Annabelle saw how comfortable he was bringing himself, she was speechless and didnât know what to say.
And she followed after him.
âWhere should I leave these?â Alistair asked.
That was the first time the man entering Annabelleâs house and it wasnât the same as how he imagined.
Probably it was because when the two were married, Annabelle wasnât like that. Now that he entered her house, he felt a strange coziness. Although the design was modern minimalistic, it brought an abundance feeling of warmth and comfort.
âJust leave it over there.â Annabelle pointed at the table and said.
Thus, Alistair left the goods on the table.
Annabelle was pondering on how to ask Alistair to leave. After all, they were a man and woman all alone under the same roof. She wasnât feeling too comfortable.
Right before she wanted to speak her mind, Alistair started his house tour.
âAre you staying alone!?â
âYeah.â Annabelle nodded.
âThe furnishing is not too shabby, and itâs quite clean here!â Alistair looked around and nodded in approval.
After hearing that, Annabelle chuckled, âOf course thereâs still a great difference in comparison to president Muâs house. I was just fooling around with this house ~â
Fooling around?
Annabelle would never fool around.
He could tell that Annabelle was someone that emphasized on the quality of life.
Just by inspecting her shopping bag and he could tell that she was someone that paid meticulous attention to her life.
Otherwise she would be buying some instant noodles since she was living alone!
After hearing Annabelle, Alistair paid no interest to talk to her and he carried on with his tour.
Annabelle stood by his side and she could tell that the man had no intention to leave. Therefore, she simply ignored him and brought her stuff to the kitchen. She began sorting out the goods, some into the fridge and some into the cabinets.
âDo you always cook yourself?â Alistair appeared behind her and asked all of a sudden.
Once Annabelle heard Alistair, she jumped in fright. The woman then turned back and looked at Alistair frowningly, âPresident Mu, donât you know people can get a heart attack from being frightened like that?!â
âYou were just too absorbed.â Alistair said uncaringly.
Annabelle was uninterested to argue with the man. She drew deep breath and continued with her stuff.
âYou still havenât given me an answer!â Alistair continued to annoy her from behind. Actually, the man had already gotten his answer by looking around and how Annabelle arranged her shopping goods.
âYeah.â Annabelle nodded. If she were to remain silent, she was sure that Alistair would be pestering her all day.
The Most Loving Marriage: Don't Be Too Bad, Mr President ï¤Chapter 249 Try 5 Rebirth: Pampered WifeâS Counterattack ï¤Chapter 190: Afraid Of The Bai Family âAre you making a meal now?â Alistair asked.
Before Annabelle answered, Alistair asked again, âDo you know how to make pasta?â
âI do know, but...â
âAll right, just make that then. I will be eating here today!â
â......â
The woman couldnât hold in her irk anymore and she turned back to stare at Alistair, âPresident Mu, I couldnât recall inviting you for a meal here!â
When Alistair heard Annabelle, he looked back at her uncaringly, âAre you chasing me away now?!â
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