Can't stop loving you
Chapter 10 Hurt Maynard

Viola was annoyed and anxious. "Let go of me!"

Her hands were shackled, and her legs were pressed so hard that she couldn't move. Her whole body was in pain. "What?" Maynard gave her a questioning look and said, "I'm teaching you how to successfully attract my attention."

Viola wanted to cry, "Who wants to learn that?"

How shameless he was.

Viola wriggled with embarrassment.

"Don't move, otherwise..." Her earlobe was scratched by the fingertip of Maynard.

A tingle could be clearly heard in her ears. Viola instinctively tried to avoid it.

They were very close to each other. The temperature of Maynard's body was becoming hotter and hotter, as if he could burn her.

Viola was like a cat on hot bricks, getting agitated. What should she do?

Seeing that Maynard's behavior was getting more and more unbridled, Viola tried her best to struggle, but all in vain.

As she was at a loss, from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the ashtray by the table. In a hurry, she, like seeing a savior, stretched out her hand and hit him on his cracked forehead. "Wow!" Maynard felt a sharp pain and loosened his grip. Then he covered his forehead, while a stream of blood slid down the wound.

When she got up and saw the blood, Viola realized what she had done.

Her face was as pale as paper. She loosened her hand and the ashtray fell to the ground with a clear sound.

A group of bodyguards came to the door for inspection. Hearing the sound inside, they broke in.

Thirteen of the fifteen bodyguards surrounded her in case she escaped.

In a rage and shyness, Viola tidied up the collar of her dress, and almost bit her lips to bleed.

The rest two of them went over to examine the situation of Maynard and took out a tissue from the table to wipe off the blood on his face.

Maynard stopped the bodyguard and took over the tissue, wiping it by himself.

Viola noticed that he kept wiping his faces with the tissue for four or five times. It seemed that he was badly hurt.

Since the bodyguards around her didn't dare to approach, Viola was uneasy and asked with embarrassment, "Are you okay?"

"How dare you hurt Mr. Chu? Are you insane?" A bodyguard standing next to Maynard widened his eyes. He pushed away a few bodyguards and clenched his fists to give Viola a punch. Viola closed her eyes and dared not to look. She thought she would get into trouble this time.

"Stop!"

She didn't feel any pain on her face. Hearing Maynard's sound of obstruction, she opened her eyes and saw Maynard clenching the fist that was about to land on her body.

A slight sigh of relief escaped from Viola's chest. She had mixed feelings about it.

"Mr. Chu?" The bodyguard was confused.

Hearing that, Maynard opened his thin lips and said, "Who told you to come in? Get out!"

The fifteen bodyguards looked at each other, daring not disobey the order and went out.

Then, there were only two people left in the office, Viola and Maynard.

"Wasn't you brave and fearless before?" As for Maynard's angular face, it seemed as if he was covered with a layer of frost.

Her face was pale. Viola felt that her death was coming.

She clenched her fists, her back shivering. She opened her mouth but said nothing.

Maynard walked in front of her with his long legs, Viola stepped back, "Don't come over, or I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Are you serious?" A mocking smile played at the corners of Maynard's mouth.

Viola didn't dare to say anything. Until her back hit the cold wall, she bit the bullet and said, "Are you wrong? You took advantage of me, and I was wrong to stop you?" What kind of people are they?

Maynard said with a cold and terrifying expression in his eyes. Grabbing her hair and forcing her to raise her head, he said, "You offended me, Viola. Don't get away with it. The game has just begun." She felt a tingling on her scalp. Viola gritted her teeth and glared at him.

"Nice move."

Maynard loosened his grip on her, moved his hand to her collar and pulled it hard.

Not expecting his sudden attack, Viola was so scared that she screamed, "You bastard!"

Viola squatted down and held herself with her hands, trembling. If possible, she would rather hide herself in a corner of the wall.

Maynard sneered and didn't continue saying anything. "Weren't you very arrogant before? Don't be afraid. It's just the beginning. "

With her head in her arms, a wide face of tears, Viola thought, 'Well, it was true that she apologized to me in self-defense, but she had completely offended him.'

In a trance, Viola carried her bag and walked out of the Chu group. With the noise of hands clasping her bag, she turned around to look at the 18th floor. All of a sudden, she wanted to die. Eventually, thousands of words could be said into one sentence - "Done!"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐