My Killing President

Chapter 59 Ex-wife

“Your ex-husband, what kind of man was he?”

Annabelle raised her ears like a Doberman.

Is he asking this on purpose? Then if I avoid this question it would be suspicious…

She recollected shortly and jabbered, “Oh him? Horrible!”

“Horrible?” Mu’s eyebrows knitted into a frown, “Like how?”

“Crude, indecent, cocky, unreliable, ostentatious…” Annabelle gave a long list of description.

And for Mu, he had long forgotten how he used to behave. Now he would think of himself as a low-

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If one day he were to find out all these descriptions were pointing to him… Probably he would need to

call an ambulance again.

“Wow, it seems that you have quite the bad taste!”

Annabelle gave him an eye-roll but made no comment. She wouldn’t want to continue this topic and

risk triggering his thought.

“Then where is he now?”

“Dead!”

“….how did he die?”

“Death penalty!”

“……”

Annabelle did not wish to continue on so she averted the topic, “How about your ex-wife?”

Now then the two were having a communicating session similar to that of blind dating.

“Hmm… I can’t really remember.”

Annabelle’s face twitched in irritability.

I feel like giving him a high five now…with my fist…on his face…

There was a momentary silence. Mu’s eyebrows drew closer trying to recall, “I only remember that she

was unpleasant and unattractive. Had a slouching back and always wear the same thick, baggy dress.

It was as if she custom made it from an old curtain, smell like one too!”

Annabelle’s face flashed a hint of prideful grin, and back to poker face.

If it weren’t for that, how would they end up divorcing?

“It looks like Mr. Mu was a superficial person who judged a book by its cover!” Annabelle smiled

sarcastically.

Mu accepted her remark unfeelingly, “Everyone is attracted to beautiful things. Even if I am not a

superficial person, she wouldn’t be someone I could love. She lacked zest and sparkle, too lifeless for

me!” That was an uncompromising reason.

“More importantly, she was faithful no?”

Mu looked at her smugly and bragged, “Do you think any woman will have second thoughts when they

are with me?”

Annabelle’s face twitched uncontrollably again.

I feel like I want to give you a high five again…with a chair…on your face…

Man, I think your cocksure-meter is running at full power!

Annabelle tried her best to swallow an outburst of cuss and gave him a gentle nevermind-you-are-

special-need-kid smile.

“I wouldn’t have thought that you are a woman with story!”

Annabelle grinned winsomely, “Don’t you find woman like this more enchanting? Only those who

experienced life know what they truly desire!”

Mu hit the brakes and the car slowly came to halt. It was pretty late at night and the street was quiet,

they’ve reached her apartment.

“What a woman! So full of stories but wasn’t able to create a design with story!” He ridiculed.

“……”

“Can it be you lack passion?” Mu asked. The next moment he briskly closed their distance.

“Maybe, I can help you now…” He breathed softly and it tickled her ear.

Annabelle’s heart pounded rapidly, and nervousness sucked the very breath from her mouth.

WHAT IS HE TRYING TO DO!?