My Killing President

Chapter 12 Coincidence

It had gotten pretty late when Annabelle printed out her resignation letter. She handed it over to the HR

department, tidied her belongings and left the office.

She had made arrangement with TuanTuan in the evening to shop for some daily necessities. She

called for a cab and head directly to TuanTuan’s shared location.

When the girls met, TuanTuan immediately clung unto her and urged for a tittle-tattle about the office Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

incident. And Annabelle had to spend the next five minutes cagily explaining.

“Can the two of you not be so cliché?” TuanTuan remarked, “And did he really failed to recognize you?”

“I would like to think so,” Annabelle smiled bitterly, “Sometimes life is just like a movie. But if he had

known who I am, he wouldn’t have reacted that way.”

All the drama got Dorie frisky. She shoved a spoon right in the face of Annabelle and asked sportively,

“Dear Miss Xia, may I ask for your kind time for a short interview?”

“Yes you may,” Annabelle replied playfully along.

“May I ask what’s on your mind when your ex-husband couldn’t recognize you?”

Annabelle pretended to think hard, and answered earnestly, “I thanked God.”

“Perhaps also a little, tiny mini bit of… disappointment?” Dorie asked cheekily.

“Nope.” Annabelle replied instantly.

*Clap clap*

“We hereby authenticate that Miss Xia, you are no ordinary woman!”

Annabelle burst into a cheerful laughter, “And you’re corn nuts, hahaha!”

The mood was lightened up. Dorie turned down a notch and asked concernedly, “You have been his

wife for some good years. I think anyone else in your shoe would’ve felt disgruntled, or definitely a bit

offended with the fact that he didn’t even recognize you…”

“To be fair, my heart was all set to leave that time. So I guess there was no room for other emotions.”

Annabelle replied.

“What’s the plan now? Resigning?”

“Yup, the letter is ready and will be submitted for processing first thing tomorrow!”

“Gonna find a new job?”

Annabelle nodded enthusiastically, “Of course. With my credentials that would be easy like ABC.”

Well, no dispute over that.

“No matter what’s your decision, you have my full support!” Dorie said encouragingly.

Cheers!

Thus began their celebratory drinking.

After a while, Dorie excused herself to the restroom.

As she approached the corner in the hallway, out came a waitress from the blind spot in the opposite

direction. She was holding a serving tray and the unexpected brush threw her off balance. The sitting

cup of drink was then splashed aside.

“AHHH!!”

Everyone in the diner turned their head to the alarming shriek.

The victim was a young lady, presumably wealthy judging by her choice of quality fabric and stylish

dress. She screamed as droplets from the steaming hot coffee splashed onto her. She fixed her glare

on Dorie, a fresh swell of molten rage rose in her and flowed through her like lava.

“ARE YOU BLIND?! OR DO YOU WALK WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED?!”

Annabelle was at loss of words when she saw who was speaking.

It was Yoi!

Dorie was irritated by her rudeness. However, as she was partly liable for the accident, she decided to

be a gentlewoman and quickly apologized, “I’m so sorry, it wasn’t intentional.”

“Do you think a simple SORRY would suffice?! Do you know how much this (dress) cost!? You’ve

ruined my day!” Yoi continued to make a fuss and she was boiled in anger.