My Killing President novel Chapter 561

"I heard from Mike that you haven’t been eating. Therefore, I cooked you some porridge. It is the best for you now that you are sick and you shouldn’t 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 Annabelle’s gesture, he frowned, "Are you leaving?"

Annabelle nodded, "Yeah!" She looked outside the window and the sky had already gotten dark. She didn’t want to make Alistair worry.

"It’s 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 couldn’t 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!

Annabelle’s 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, "It’s getting late and I should go back. Otherwise Alistair may worry!"

Alistair…

That name was like a heavy blow to Song Jing.

Song Jing’s body tensed up and his expression went grim, "Is he that important to you?"

Annabelle answered unhesitantly, "Yes, very important!"

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 shouldn’t 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 wasn’t for any other reason but my love for him. He had given me the love and feeling others couldn’t. 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…