Can't stop loving you novel Chapter 125

"Julie, send her a check for 30000," Maynard sneered.

Julie quickly responded, took out a check, wrote the corresponding number, and handed it to Viola.

After taking over the check, she threw it at chauffeur angrily without even taking a look at it. "Do you think that you can buy me off with such little money?"

"Do you want more?" Julie said, after taking a careful look at the expressionless Maynard.

Viola secretly rubbed her teeth, showing a painful expression on her face. "That's too much. Three million is enough."

It took a lot of courage for her to throw him.

"Ahem!" Bernard coughed violently.

"It seems that your dignity doesn't worth anything." Maynard's eyes were as dark as clouds, and his anger could scare people away.

It was until then that she realized what she had done.

While raising her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, she tried to make up for her mistake. "Er, listen to me She then burst into tears

But before she could finish her words, her mouth was covered by a warm hand.

"Before the Bureau of Civil Affairs closes, let's go to get the marriage license first." Maynard wrapped his arms around her slender waist, while not the least warmth in his eyes.

"Wait!" Bernard stopped her. "Out of kindness," he said, "before you get married, you have to make a proposal first."

Proposing?

She was still in a trance.

"It makes sense. I'm sorry." Maynard nodded calmly, and his hand, which was about to embrace Viola in his arms, never left her.

"Then I'll go and buy you a ring." Julie hurriedly added, "I will choose the most expensive and beautiful one for Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu."

A shudder shook her whole body, and she exerted all her strength to struggle. Finally Maynard loosened her. In a panic, she said, "No, I don't want it!"

Marry Maynard?

She refused him in her heart!

"Did you hear that?" Maynard laughed half heartedly and said meaningfully, "My wife doesn't need such vulgar thing."

Upon hearing that, Viola was dumbfounded

Maynard rubbed her head with a pampering smile. Then he walked to the big flowerbed beside the door, pulled out a long green leaf of the daffodil flower, and walked in.

"What the hell is that?"

"A gift for my wife." Maynard laughed hysterically.

With her eyelids twitching, a bad feeling came over her in an instant. "What!"

Then she saw Maynard cracking his fingers quickly and flexibly make a circle.

"Let me put it on your finger." Maynard pulled her left hand and wanted to push the ring into her ring finger.

A shiver ran down her spine as she tried to break free from his grip. "Let go of me."

"Stop it." Hearing that, Maynard grasped her wrist with his hands. A faint smile flashed across his black eyes.

Her wrist hurt badly and her face turned pale. There was nothing she could do, so she helplessly let Maynard put the fake ring, which was about the size of her ring finger, on her ring finger by force.

After wearing it, she felt like weeping but had no tears

"Reporter Qi, are you willing to marry me?" Maynard grasped her wrist with his hands and stared at her with his sight like an eagle.

Viola nodded reluctantly and went against her conscience, " Yes, I do. "

"Get out of the way!" Maynard, who seemed to be very satisfied with her sight, lowered the force of his hand and looked at the bodyguard at the door. "Don't hold us up."

"Get out of the way," Noticing the affectionate look on his face, Bernard believed in him. "Don't forget to invite us to your wedding," he added

Maynard just smiled and didn't say a word, while Viola was too tired to say anything.

After all the bodyguards gave way to her, she was half pushed and half pulled out by Maynard.

Carefully recollecting what had happened just now, Viola shook her head and said innocently, "No, I don't think so."

"Why not charge?" Maynard pressed his temples with a splitting headache.

Viola glared at him and asked curiously, "What are you shouting at? Can't you call your own phone?"

"I left it in the dining room." Maynard said unpleasantly.

Glancing at the sun which was about to go down, Viola said angrily, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't end up like this."

"You are the one who should be blamed." Maynard threw the cellphone to her.

"Okay, then see you later," said Viola, who stamped her feet angrily

She turned around and walked back. About three minutes later, her feet were tripped over by a piece of vines.

A sharp pain came from her left foot. There was the strange roar of birds from the mountain forest, yet no one was around. She was so afraid that she shed tears. "Woo, woo, woo..."

"Are you okay?" Maynard, with blue veins standing out on his forehead, went up when he saw the scene, pursing his lips and reaching out to hold her.

Viola snapped his hand, grabbed a handful of grass and threw it to him. "It's none of your business. Go away!"

"As you like." Without taking a look at her, Maynard turned around and left.

But before he could walk out of the room, Viola quickly grabbed his clothes, "Don't really go."

"Can you walk now?" Maynard squatted down and saw her feet red and swollen.

Viola cried and shook her head.

Maynard sighed. He could do nothing but carried her all the way to the place they had found along the road.

In order to make him feel sick, she rubbed against him with her tears and snot.

"If you do anything to me again, I will throw you out of here!" Maynard's face darkened.