Can't stop loving you

"Are you challenging my patience?" Maynard clenched her wrist, and his face suddenly turned cold.

The pain made her gasp. She frowned and tried to shake off his hand with the other hand, "It hurts. Let go of me!"

"I won't let you go until you tell me the reason." In an instant, the light from Maynard's eyes turned cold and harsh.

Hearing his words, a burst of anger swept over her. Viola gave him a stern look and said, "Compared with other men, you are no better than them. You used to be a pure and innocent man, but now you have slowly fallen into a playboy who dated women."

The chilly aura around Maynard intensified. He bent over to get close to her while laughing in an angry face. "It is all because of you that I have become like this."

Suddenly, Viola thought he was unreasonable. She smiled but there was no joy in her eyes. "Don't you want to know why I met Chol? Well, let me tell you. I have a crush on him.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little bit nervous.

Maynard pinched her neck with his hands and put more force on her shoulders.

With a pale face, she suddenly had difficulty in breathing and slapped his hand, hoping that he could let go of her hand.

It was just that she was pushed against the wall before he let go of her. He threw himself on her body instead.

"Tell me the reason." Maynard loosened his grip on her. His long and rough fingers together with a bit of coldness were pinching her chin.

As soon as she could breathe, Viola was forced to look up at him. She tried to turn sideways to break away from his grip, but it didn't work.

She lifted her hand and spread it out in her palm. She found that there were a disk in it. Being not afraid to die, she gritted her teeth and said, "Because he helped me about the matter of Mr. Mei last time. I love whoever helped me."

As soon as her voice fell, she felt that her chin was loosened, and she looked at him in confusion.

Maynard looked at her for a while and stretched his hands to hold her in his arms.

Just as she was about to struggle, she heard Maynard's low and hoarse voice. "You can't love others. You can only love me."

Viola's first reaction was that he became a fool, and her second thought was that there was something wrong with her ears.

She clenched her hands into fists and pounded him on the back with great force. She was especially angry. "Maynard, let me go!"

As if what she said worked. Maynard released her and took a step back slowly.

Viola breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, her cheek was cupped, and her warm lips were covered by Maynard's, as if he was gently treating some precious treasure Almost indulged in it, Viola almost unconsciously responded, when the door of the living room was opened.

"Oh, you are making out. Please go on." As soon as he entered the room, Bernard saw the scene. Then he walked out and closed the door calmly. When she realized what she was doing, Viola immediately pushed him away. She glared at him and said angrily, "Maynard!"

Her cheeks were red with anger. She raised her hand and rubbed her red lips, and suddenly again.

"I'm here." Maynard's thin lips curled into a straight line. His eyes were sparkling with sparkling light.

Viola's eyelids twitched. She suddenly had a bad feeling.

Maynard was still on her body. Slowly, he lowered his head and approached her lips. His face was enlarged in his eyes

Viola put him aside with all her strength. She ground her teeth secretly and stepped on his foot. Then she reached out her hands and pushed him away. She took the disk in her hand as if she was chasing something and ran upstairs.

After running all the way back to her room and closing the door, she leaned against the door and slumped to the ground as if all her strength had been drained out. Her heart in the left chest had gone out of normal frequency and was running faster

That evening, when Viola went downstairs to have dinner, she saw the dark dishes on the table again. They were also the most standard four dishes and one soup.

Her shoulders collapsed, and a sense of powerlessness came spontaneously

"Come here and have supper." Sandra served the meal and put it in front of Viola in a lukewarm manner.

Viola shook her head in fear. With a smile that was uglier than crying, she said, "No need."

"Come here. It's okay for you to be hungry, but you should treat your baby well." Sandra glanced at her slightly raised belly, and quickly looked away as if nothing had happened. There was a slight change in her facial expression. Looking at the food on the table, she moved towards the table step by step, with a look of unawareness on her face.

Reluctantly, she pulled out the chair and sat down, with her chopsticks quivering slightly and slowly reaching into the dish

When they were about to be caught, the servant Miss Wu ran downstairs. "Sandra, Mr. Chu wants to see you in the study."

Viola stopped and held her chopsticks in surprise.

"Don't forget to eat them." Sandra glanced at her, turned around and went upstairs.

Viola nodded and watched her disappearing in the stairs.

She waited for a while. After she made sure that the enemies would not come back halfway, she picked up the dishes on the table and poured them all into the trash can nearby. After pouring all the dishes and soup into the pot, Viola wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with her hand like an amnesty.

When she heard the sound of high heels, Viola pretended to be full and took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.

Sandra walked to her opposite, staring at the empty plates and bowls on the table. In a strange voice, she asked, "Mrs. Chu, are you full?"

Viola nodded her head slowly and chuckled, "Yes, you are right."

"Are you licking them?" Suddenly, Sandra screamed in a sharp voice, putting on a sarcastic face. "You eat them all. Cleaner than washing." Upon hearing this, Viola was so scared that she held her breath.

Viola cast a glimpse at Sandra cautiously and swallowed hard as she squeezed a smile which was uglier than crying and said, "You are so humorous." "Have you really eaten all of it?"

Sandra picked up the plate and shook it in front of her. Under the beautiful crystal lamp above her head, the clean plate made her eyes ache.

Viola looked away, avoiding eye contact with it.

Because of a guilty conscience, she tried to avoid eye contact, but tried to calm herself down. "I said I ate it. It's boring to ask."

"Got it." Sandra took a deep look at her, then she cleaned up the dishes and went into the kitchen.

After she went into the kitchen, Viola let out a long sigh of relief.

With the idea that she could escape from being punished, she went back to her room. She turned over on her white and soft bed and covered herself with a quilt. Then she closed her eyes and went to sleep After a long time, her stomach growled. She endured it for a long time, and the feeling of hunger not only did not get relieved, but also got stronger.

She suddenly sat up straight, scratching her hair restlessly. After that, she went down the ground, took a long time to find her shoes and put them on.

Covering her stomach, which was constantly making "purr", Viola tiptoed downstairs and ran straight to the kitchen.

She looked around and made sure that there was no danger. Then she opened the refrigerator and began to rummage inside. ---------