Can't stop loving you
Chapter 23 Negotiating With CEO

Still, Viola didn't dare to look at Maynard.

"Elly, you go out first." Maynard said all of a sudden.

"Maynard." Elly was not willing at all.

"Get out!" Maynard raised his tone, and his cold and ruthless voice was unquestionable.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Elly felt wronged but she didn't dare to show it.

As soon as she left, Viola saw Maynard approaching her with a gloomy face. She shivered with fear.

She instinctively started to retreat. Her legs hit the sofa at the back and she fell down on it due to her weakness.

She supported herself with hands on the sofa, stood up and ran into the bathroom on the first floor. "Bang!" the door was shut and locked from the inside quickly.

Viola leaned against the door and panted nervously.

"Viola, open the door!" Maynard said in a restrained and angry voice outside the door.

Then, a sound of twisting came from the handle of the door outside. Leaning against the door, Viola took a few steps back as if she got an electric shock. She said in a trembling voice, "I won't open it!" If she opened the door, it was hard to say whether she would be alive.

Luckily, the door was locked from inside.

Maynard's sneering voice came through the door. "You dare to lie, Viola!"

At the thought of Maynard's furious face, Viola couldn't help shivering. She decided to risk it and tried to negotiate with him, "I can open the door for you, but you can't touch me. You have to cooperate with my interview in a good attitude."

"Okay! Good! Okay!"

A big smile crept on her face when she heard the three words. She thought she could be saved this time.

She was overjoyed. She closed the door and asked, "Mr. Chu, did you agree?"

"You are ugly but have a wish."

Hearing this, Viola withdrew her hand from the doorknob immediately.

"I'll give you the last chance. Do you open or not?"

"No, I won't," said Viola, gritting her teeth.

A minute later, she heard the sound of seesaw. As she expected, a seam appeared on the door, and very soon, the door disintegrated.

Looking at the wood on the ground, she felt a little regretful.

When she saw Maynard ask the bodyguards to retreat and walk towards her, she could not help but fear or flatter him. She said, "Mr. Chu, I just wanted to test your ability in dealing with emergencies. I didn't expect that you could deal with it so easily. You are really intelligent."

"You'd better worry about yourself." Ignoring her cold greeting, Maynard grabbed her left hand.

When she was pressed by Maynard on the big bed of the bedroom upstairs, her whole body fell into a mess.

She felt like weeping but had no tears. She apologized to Maynard in succession. "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry this time, although it's true every time."

She exerted all her strength to push the extremely hot body away. But as she applied more force to the body, she turned pale and almost got crushed to death.

Her chin was lifted. She was forced to look at him.

"I told you that I hate to be cheated most. It seems that you didn't keep that in mind," As Maynard approached her, the warm air began to spread between the two people. The cold voice, like the cold winter, said, "Since you want a child so much, I'll satisfy you."

A bad premonition arose at the sound of Maynard. As expected, her mouth was blocked and thousands of words were submerged in her mouth.

Viola refused with all her strength, her head wandering, her breath unstable, "You, you let me go."

What responded her was more crazy kisses.

She caught a glimpse of the bedside table lamp, and reached out to pick it up, but before she could reach it, someone was faster than her. "Do you want to use the same trick again?" Maynard cast a glance at her and threw the table lamp onto the ground, making a harsh noise.

A shiver ran down her spine. Seeing his hands trying to untie her clothes, she became angry and ashamed. "Maynard, you bastard!"

She raised her head and bit him on the shoulder.

"Wow!" A pain came to his shoulder, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. He took hold of her hands and pushed her away. Falling on the bed, she suddenly realized what had happened and climbed to the corner of the wall like a little animal.

"You bit me like this. How dare you?" After casting a glance at the teeth mark on his left shoulder, the tall man stood up.

With her whole body covered by his shadow, Viola inexplicably felt that her life was so miserable that she was almost about to cry. "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry. It's not a big deal to bite me back," she said. While she was saying that, she shrank herself into a ball of trembling. She was constantly begging the God to let her off.

God seemed to have heard her plea. The phone on the table next to her rang.

She breathed a sigh of relief and was not so nervous anymore.

Maynard threw an indifferent glance at her and picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Maynard, our baby is sick. He is vomiting and diarrhea. What should we do?"

On the other side of the line, a pitiful voice was heard. As she was very close to Maynard, Viola could hear every word clearly.

Subconsciously, she took a look at Maynard and saw the anxiety and worry on his face, which was rarely seen in a century. She didn't expect him to be so nervous about his child.

She didn't understand why he kept tangling up with her now that he had a child with Elly.

"I'll be there later." Before Elly continued saying anything, Maynard hung up the phone.

As Maynard bent over, she stepped back warily. "Don't, don't act recklessly," she said.

"Well, I let you go today." Maynard sneered, put on a coat from the closet in front of her and left.

As the door closed automatically, she patted her over shocked heart.

She quickly put on her shoes and ran downstairs. There was no one in the villa, and the bodyguards and housekeeper were not there.

Viola tried to walk out of the villa smoothly. She was very nervous at first, but when the guard at the gate opened, she ran immediately.

When she arrived at home, Viola rushed into the house and saw her son was reading under the lamp. She cried with joy, "Ann, I miss you so much. I thought I almost couldn't see you." With a blank face, Ann put down the book in his hand and gave Maynard a hug.

"Just 48 hours." Ann poked her in the face and said, "Are you too overstated?"

It was rare for Viola to hold her son's fragrant body. She then touched his head greedily and said, "You don't understand. I'm just pouring out my desire for my son."

"It will be more persuasive if you can move your paws away from my head." Ann said with a look of disgust.

Viola drew back her hand unhappily and said, "I'm Mommy. It doesn't matter to touch you."

"You didn't wash your hands." "You make me sick."

Viola stopped.

"Where have you been these days?" Ann pulled out a chair and sat down. He rested his chin on one of his hands and said, "If you are cheated by others, it is completely within my expectation." A yawn with her hand covering her mouth. She looked evasive. "No, I am very busy at the magazine office."

Ann glanced at her and didn't ask. He decided to check it out in a few days.

Ann's words relieved Viola. She put her bag on the sofa, touched her son's hair and said, "I'll take a shower first and tell you a story later."

Ann was speechless.

When Viola was about to enter the bathroom, she heard someone knocking at the door. She walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

The light was on in the hallway outside the door. She opened the door only when she saw that the wrinkled face of the landlady. It was not like Maynard's fellow.00000