Can't stop loving you

When the laptop flew out and hit Maynard in the head, Viola's brain went blank all of a sudden.

The whole house was so quiet that even the sound of wind blowing over the treetops could be heard clearly.

She froze for two seconds, ran up, picked up her notebook and held it in her arms. Then she stood on tiptoe and touched Maynard's head, which was a head a lot taller than her. With a flattering smile on her face, she said, "Are you okay? Does it still hurt? Shall I call the ambulance?"

'How brilliant he is! I can't afford to lose my life!' thought she.

Maynard pulled her hand down and smiled grimly.

It seemed that he didn't show any signs of being angry or cursing anybody. Such a great comfort to her, Viola thought that he was not going to investigate the matter.

Just when she was complacent about her escape from that crisis, Maynard dialed the number of the telephone. The bodyguards in uniform pushed the door of the suite and entered the room. "Arrest her!" Maynard said coldly.

"What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!" shouted Viola.

The only answer was that a bodyguard grabbed her backward hands.

She was so painful that her face turned pale. The laptop fell back to the ground.

Then, the other bodyguard took out a pair of shining cold handcuffs from nowhere and locked them on her hands.

Upon hearing what Maynard had said, Viola's face darkened. She struggled a little and found that her hands were hurt by the handcuffs. She was so furious that she cursed, "You son of a bitch! I just hit you? Why do you treat me like this?"

Maynard smiled at her and let her taste the pain. A fluttering feeling in her heart, Viola instinctively felt that something bad was going to happen.

When she was pushed into a big warehouse, Viola fell to the ground and managed to get up and run to the door. The door was coincidentally closed in front of her with a bang.

"Let me out! You are breaking the law! I will sue you!" She kicked the door and shouted.

The door banged.

Tired of kicking, she sat on the ground. She raised her head and looked around.

The warehouse was very large. There was only a light bulb with dim yellow light hanging on the ceiling.

The light was only three meters away. Viola shivered at the thought of the scary small animals three meters away.

She sat on the ground and looked around. The cold hair on her body was erected. She wanted to cry but had no tears. "Waah... Am I going to die here today?"

Although she was poor and had no money to spend the rest of her life and was deduct all the time, she still had a cute son. The reason was that she did not want to die casually. When she thought of her son who was still waiting for her to come back home, she suppressed the fear in her heart and forced herself to calm down.

Time passed, but in the warehouse, Viola felt as if time had passed, and she was almost driven crazy.

Will she be shot to death or live in morgue?

The more she thought, the more she was frightened.

After a long time, the door opened, and the bright light made her unable to open her eyes.

Before the pain in her eyes disappeared, a loud and attractive voice came from above her head, "Do you know you are wrong?"

Viola, who had adapted to the light, saw Maynard in a suit. Standing at the door against the golden light, he looked like a God. His noble temperament wasn't been affected by the rusty iron gate at all. Not daring to be attracted, Viola came over to him and held his leg with a sad face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

With a straight face, Jay took a glance at his watch and said indifferently, "I don't have much time. Tell me what you did wrong."

"I shouldn't have drawn a turtle on your face, hit your computer and refused to admit my mistakes," Viola said.

"Let go of me." Maynard lowered his head and took a look at his leg.

"I've already admitted the facts of my crime. Can you forgive me and let me out?" laughed Viola.

Since the warehouse was desolate, she absolutely didn't want to stay there any longer.

Maynard coldly glanced at her and suddenly asked, "Did you see me five years ago?"

Viola was shocked. She almost bit her tongue and managed to make a smile. "Five years ago, I was still working at the bottom of the society. Every day and night, I was very poor. How could I know someone like you?"

Maynard said nothing. He took a deep look at her and left.

Watching him walking away, Viola was relieved. She patted her beating heart and whispered her prayer, "God, please don't let him remember this. Please don't."

Otherwise, she would never see her precious son again, based on what he did.

The door of the warehouse was not closed. Viola thought that he was letting her go. As expected, a bodyguard came over and unlocked her.

She had just managed to regain her freedom, but she didn't dare to stay any longer, because she was afraid that Chauncy might change his mind. She wanted so much to run, but unfortunately, her foot was injured, so she could only walk outward step by step.

But she still remembered the turtle on her face when she was about to leave. It would be a shame if she swaggered around the city with it.

Viola turned on the tap and washed her face.000