Can't stop loving you
Chapter 75 Sleepwalk

She clenched the fork and finished the meal, resisting the urge to lift the table.

She pushed the chair away and stood up. "Mr. Chu, if there isn't anything else, I'll go back first," she said

She checked the time on her phone. It was 10 p.m.

Maynard shook the red wine in the glass with a casual expression on his face, ignoring what she said.

She gnashed her teeth in anger.

"Damn it. It's late. I should go home now." Hearing her words, Yesenia pursed her lips with a piece of cloth in her hand, with a thoughtful light flashing in her eyes.

"It's not safe for you to go back alone. Stay here tonight."

Maynard narrowed his eyes and took a sip of the wine.

What a simple sentence.

"Will it be inappropriate?" Hearing his words, Yesenia felt a little surprised and flattered. Then she glanced at him shyly.

"That's it." Maynard drank up the red wine in his glass and made the final decision.

He bit his lower lip and nodded his head slightly.

When Viola saw the elegant Yesenia turned into a shy girl and looked at Maynard in horror, she wanted to ask him what he had done.

She bit the bullet and coughed. When they paid their attention to her, she smiled and said, "Mr. Chu, if you don't have anything else Can I leave now?" She pointed to the front door.

They were deeply in love tonight. What was wrong with her?

"It's fate. How about letting Miss Qi stay here for one night as well?" Hearing her voice, a smile came to her face. Then she looked at Maynard.

Her body froze and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

Maynard's cold sight fell on her, without any emotion being discerned. His voice was cold, and his handsome appearance was expressionless. "There's no need for that," he said When she heard his words, Viola was so angry that she almost fainted.

Viola had been annoyed, and at this moment, she blurted out, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Lu. But I won't let you down. Well, then I'll stay overnight."

"Fine, if you insist, then let's sleep in the living room." A sinister and terrifying smile played at the corners of Maynard's right mouth.

Sleep in the living room?

On the other side of the road, her face was constantly changing as if she was extremely remorseful. When she was about to retreat-

"Damn it. There seems to be no new clothes." There was a glint of expectation in Yesenia's eyes.

"I'll ask Elly to bring some clothes for me." With his hands clasped together, Maynard suddenly thought of something and added, "Oh, by the way, give one for Reporter Qi." Upon hearing that, a rebellious look crept over on her face. She had made up her mind not to go back. She couldn't swallow her anger if she didn't make trouble here. After the servant brought clothes to her, Viola took a white replica skirt. After taking a bath, she lay on the sofa, depressed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Holding a cushion, she looked at the ceiling indifferently.

After a while, she heard that Yesenia knocked at the door and then entered Maynard's room and then she turned on her phone alarm clock, which was used as the countdown function. An hour later, when she heard the noise, she sat up and looked up to the second floor. At that moment, Yesenia's face was as red as cooked shrimp, with a sincere smile on her face. Biting her fingers, Viola was lost in various fancies and conjectures.

They could do anything they were supposed to do or do in an hour.

Viola closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but she still couldn't fall asleep, so she played online games to digest.

After half an hour, Viola's finger paused.

Suddenly, the unfair treatment she had received at dinner came to her mind. She threw the cellphone onto the sofa in a hurry, clenching her fist in an attempt to teach him a lesson.

A roll rolled her eyes. It was already one o'clock in the morning. Everyone was asleep.

For safety, Viola crept up to the second floor, tried to turn the door knob gently with the minimum force, and slowly made a crack in the shutter.

Because Maynard always liked sleeping without turning on the light, Viola put her head in half of her head with uncertainty, lowered her voice and gently said, "Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu, are you sleeping?"

There was no answer.

Nothing?

She was almost thrilled when she was sure that Maynard had fallen asleep.

She couldn't wait to run downstairs to the kitchen and found a plastic basin in the sink, and filled it with cold water.

With a basin in her hand, Viola walked into Maynard's room at a light pace, imagining the scene that he thought it was raining outside after he got wet. She was in a very good mood.

She was so excited that she held the pot tightly

"Did you have fun?"

A man's voice came through loud and clear.

Viola looked over the window and saw a dark figure sitting on the edge of the bed. The moonlight outside the window made the figure look insidious and weird.

"What the hell!" With a scream of horror, her hand trembled in panic and her pocket splashed all over.

The water was pouring down from her head. She became wet all over, like a fish that had been pulled out of the water.

"Tickle!"

The light in the room was on.

Therefore, the scene inside the room was very clear.

Viola wiped the water off her face. When she saw Maynard, who should be sleeping tight, looking at her, she was so shocked that her chin almost fell to the ground. "Viola, do you want to die?" After Maynard lifted the quilt and put on his slippers, he walked up to her in three or two steps, with the corner of his mouth raised grimly.

Her heart felt so cold.

She was terribly frightened. She quickly came up with an idea-

As if she hadn't heard what Maynard had said, Viola pretended to be calm as if she was in a dream. She stretched out her hands and happily walked back the way she had come, like a zombie. She murmured to herself, "I'm hungry. Where are you eating? Where are you eating?"

Viola wanted to run away as if nothing had happened.

However, the floor was wet. She stepped on the slippery floor and the sole of her foot slipped. After dizziness, she fell to the ground and licked mud.

"Ouch, it hurts..."

She was lying on the ground in great pain.

"Reporter Qi, are you sober now?"

Maynard watched the drama coldly.

A chill went over her whole body. She stood up from the ground in great pain, rubbed her eyes and pretended to be sober. "Mr. Chu, why am I here?" Maynard said, swallowing hard.

A sharp light flashed in Maynard's eyes. He grasped her hand before she said anything, "Do you know what you have done?"

As soon as she felt the warm and hard skin of her hand, she was so frightened that she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Maynard seemed to be aware of that and didn't let her go. Viola had to give up. She was confused, "What happened?"

"And during your dream, you climbed into my bed and kissed and hugged me." Maynard cracked a smile and said, "Reporter Qi, I didn't expect you to have such a strong sense of hunger and thirst, and even..."

The corners of Viola's eyes kept twitching. She really wanted to say, "Only ghosts are hungry for food. Don't you have a basin in your place?" Do you think I'm sleepwalking?

As the words were on the tip of her tongue, she corrected herself, "And what?"

"So much so, so much so..." Maynard bent over and kissed her ear.

The kiss almost scared her to jump.

The next second, she was pushed to the edge of the bed and fell on it heavily, while Maynard fixed her hands above her head.

Viola kicked him up and shouted, "Let me go, you bastard! You pervert!"

She felt like weeping but had no tears.

"Thank you for your praise. I just returned what you did to me." His dark and deep eyes, like two flames, slowly fell from her chin to her slender neck.

Viola trembled like a small animal. She was so nervous that she closed her eyes and dared not to look at the sky. She did not dare to provoke him again.

"Reporter Qi, don't sleep tonight, or I will lock you up."

Viola nodded in agreement. "I know, I know."

Maynard said and left her body. Just as she saw the life road, she sat up and ran to the door, picked up the water basin on the ground and escaped as soon as she thought of something.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐