Can't stop loving you novel Chapter 131

For three consecutive days, it was time for Viola to go to work and stay at home. Nothing happened between them.

She almost forgot her wedding, let alone the fact that she was already married.

It was not until she got a phone call from Maynard after work that she arrived at the villa reluctantly.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw his usual cold face and felt scared. "Mr. Chu, what can I do for you?"

"You have had a good time these days." With his hands on his abdomen, Maynard put a faint smile on his face.

When she heard this, she was taken aback and felt her heart skipped a beat. A shiver ran down her spine as she replied, "No, I am not working very hard."

Maynard nodded his head slightly.

When she saw the look on his face, the vigilance on her body did not decrease but increased instead. She sat straight and smiled flatteringly.

"You can live here from today on." Maynard gave her a glance with a strange expression, and said in an ordinary tone.

Almost falling down from the sofa, she was frightened and said, "No, you can't."

What was wrong with her living in his house?

Besides, apart from morning and evening, she was worried about leaving Ann alone at home.

Maynard walked to her and pinched her chin with his cold big hand. Forced to raise her head, he said with an expressionless face, "You don't have any other choice. Do you want others to suspect that we're having a fake marriage?"

Upon hearing him, Viola's body stiffened. With a numb expression, she slapped off the goosebumps on her body and forced herself to smile kindly. "Mr. Chu, we just pretend to be good in front of people. After we get the marriage license, there's nothing to doubt."

"Have you ever seen someone else get married but still live together?" Maynard didn't get angry but smiled coldly. "I don't read many books. Don't lie to me."

At the risk of swallowing her retort, she forced a smile and said, "Mr. Chu, why don't you find a mistress and let's pretend to have a quarrel and split up?"

"You wish." A cold light flashed in Maynard's eyes. He threw a big bunch of keys to her, regardless of whether she could catch them or not. The corners of his long and narrow eyes raised. "You can enter the study as you like except that."

When she came back to her senses and was about to take the key, the key had already dropped to the ground. She bent her head to pick it up and put it on the table. "Mr. Chu, I told you that I couldn't live there," she said

"You are doing it for me, aren't you?" Maynard sat back on the sofa, with his arms on the sofa in a casual manner, and said in an icy tone at his angular lips.

Viola nodded her head stiffly, "I know, but you have to let me go home and pack up my stuff, don't you?"

She knew that Maynard despised her very much, and because of the ten million dollars, she was not able to be bold and strong in front of him at all. She had to put up with it.

"Your clothes and toiletries are ready. Don't worry about this." Maynard raised his chin slightly in a proud manner and said, "You'd better think about how to deal with it tonight."

Tonight?

She was confused.

In the evening, after a shower, Viola changed her clothes. When she came downstairs, she saw Bernard and Elly standing in front of the table. She stopped at the sight of them.

"Why are you here?" Hearing the noise, Elly turned her head to look at the source of the sound. Her face paled all of a sudden.

The others stopped talking and looked at her. For a moment, Viola didn't know how to explain.

"Sit down and have a good chat."

A low, pleasant voice came from behind her. She was wrapped in a light smell of tobacco.

Just by hearing the voice and smelling the odor, she knew that it was Maynard undoubtedly.

She struggled in discomfort, but was repaid with more strength from his arms. She recalled what he had said, and went downstairs with him.

A faint smile played at the corners of Maynard's mouth. The expression in his eyes was as ambiguous as the sun in winter. He pulled the chair for her in person and said, "Sit down."

The fine hair on her body stood up. She sat down obediently like a puppet.

"You two?" As soon as Elly thought of something, her face turned as pale as paper.

Maynard, who was sitting in the main chair, namely in the opposite side of Viola, put his hands on the table and said in a low voice, "I'm calling you here today for one thing to announce."

Clenching her skirt nervously.

"What is it?" A wicked glint flashed in his eyes. Bernard said half jokingly half seriously, "If this is the last dinner, I will refuse."

"Daddy, will you give us a big surprise?" The little girl smiled sweetly, cupping her cheeks with her hands.

Maynard said in a serious tone, his face deadpan, "I'm married to Reporter Qi."

There was dead silence.

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