My Killing President
Chapter 35 Courtesy

When Annabelle returned to her own desk, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

She was hoping that she had made the right call.

But as she continued to ponder, she still couldn't replace peace with her decision and decided to call Dorie and confide in her.

"Have you really made up your mind?" Dorie asked. She was unsure herself. But she knew that what Annabelle truly needed was support and not council.

Annabelle nodded slowly, "Yes. Probably I was really over-thinking. Alistair doesn't seem to care or to remember at all. And I think I should move on and chase after my dream!"

Dorie was quiet momentarily. And she effused in agreement, "Annabelle, it doesn't matter what you do, know that I will always support your decision! And to be frank, Alistair have had too many flings, plus the fact that the two of you never associate much, it make sense for him to overlook. Even if he DOES somehow recognize you, what can he do now when you're divorced?"

"Exactly what I thought!"

Getting the reassurance from Dorie had set her mind straight.

Phew-worrying does not take away tomorrow's troubles; it takes away today's peace.

Annabelle breathed a huge sigh of relief, she was finally ready to let go of her burden.

"I know what to do now!"

"Don't forget I will always stand by you!" Dorie said cheerfully.

"Ok, and thanks!"

Annabelle ended the call and slumped on her chair.

A day of worry is more exhausting than a day of work!

If both she and Dorie can keep the past a secret, Annabelle believed that no one could ever replace out!

Annabelle quickly adjusted herself back to work.

In the afternoon, she ordered a lavish high-tea party and celebrated with her colleagues.

She thanked everyone humbly and said, "Thank you for all your guidance these while and please continue to take care of me!"

She did not mention anything about the contract or rewards. It should be a common courtesy or otherwise she would just look braggy.

It was noticeable that her colleagues had gotten more neighbourly with her. After all, they were already impressed by her competence and admired her substantial experience overseas. Many of them didn't even have the chance to get exposure abroad!

Whilst everyone was having a great time with the party, Covi sneaked to Annabelle's side and asked softly, "Annabelle, how did you manage Mr. He? Is everything alright?"

Annabelle felt warm-hearted with her genuine care, she patted her intimately and said, "Of course, everything's fine!"

"That is impressive! So many have tried and they all faced quite the harassment. How did you do that?" Covi asked as her curiosity grew.

And Annabelle briefly told her the story, but omitted the part where Mu was there.

Well, it's only natural right?

Covi shook her head and stared at Annabelle with amazement, "Clever girl! To come up with that given the circumstance. If I were in your shoes, I would've run off long ago!"

Annabelle didn't want to take up the credit. She said to Covi, "It was pure luck that I overheard he is a hen-pecked man, and it struck my mind in the perfect timing. Otherwise I would be frightened off too!" Even when she knew that Annabelle was being humble, Covi felt uplifted.

Suddenly, Covi was fear-struck and colors faded from her face.

"Annabelle, Mr. He wouldn't retaliate...right?"☐☐☐☐☐☐