Can't stop loving you novel Chapter 182

Four days in a row, a lot of gossip about Viola cooking for other people spread everywhere in the villa.

That night, with a lunch box in her hand and a finger pinching in her hand, Viola stepped into the villa in a good mood. She thought that it would be three days before she didn't have to cook for Chol anymore.

However, a cold wind of the glacier, mixed with the terrible murderous intent, made her hairs stand up.

She looked in the direction of the people with different auras and saw only Maynard was in the big living room. She walked over to him and forced a smile. "Good evening, Mr. Chu."

"I'm hungry. Let's go and cook." Maynard kept his head down and typed on his notebook with both hands.

The smile on her face suddenly disappeared. She put the lunch box on the table and said, "No."

"Do you really keep a toy boy outside?" Maynard cast a cold glance at her.

Viola rolled up her sleeves and continued, "Whatever you think. I want to prepare the food for tomorrow instead of bickering with you."

Humming a song, Viola went into the kitchen as she was in a good mood again.

After cleaning the celery and putting it on the chopping board, she was about to cut the knife, when suddenly there was someone behind her.

When she saw a figure on the chopping board, she was scared and turned around. "Mr. Chu, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

"This celery can have hypoglycemia. Which elder are you cooking for?" Maynard picked up one, examined it for a while, and then turned around and threw it into the trash can.

Blue veins stood out on her forehead. Viola pushed his hand away and said, "Your hands are not cleaned. Don't touch my food!"

"Reporter Qi, I think you should make it clear that this is my house." Maynard's face darkened. "You have to ask for my opinion before you cook for others."

Viola took a deep breath and raised the sharp kitchen knife in her hand. "Mr. Chu, if you're not afraid of death, please go on with your story."

"I'm hungry." Maynard said and gave her a meaningful look.

Viola put down the kitchen knife, took two tomatoes out of the basket and put them into his hand. She couldn't bear to push him out and shut the door.

She looked at the celery on the chopping board with a sense of powerlessness, "What's wrong with him tonight? He's completely crazy."

After finishing cooking the first fried pork with celery, Viola brought it to the dinner table outside. When she didn't see Maynard, she was relieved and went back to the kitchen to cook something else.

When she came out with the second braised eggplant, she saw the fried pork with celery that had been eaten up.

Being very upset, Viola looked at the braised eggplant in her hand. In order to avoid being eaten, she took it back to the kitchen without hesitation and then closed the kitchen door.

She deliberately put chili in the following dishes and then put them one by one in the fridge. After yawning, she went upstairs.

When she woke up at dawn, Viola went downstairs to open the fridge and found three of the seven dishes she had made had gone. With a complicated expression on her face, she went to the living room and gave Bernard, who was playing games, a glance. "Hello, where is Mr. Chu?"

"He had a stomachache and was sent to the hospital in the middle of the night. So he probably ate something wrong." Bernard answered casually.

Viola bit her finger as she thought of the pepper she put in the dish last night. Maynard used to eat light food and was sure that he couldn't stand it

With a gloating smile, she continued, "What a pity. I'll cook him a porridge."

Bernard was confused. "When did your relationship become so good?"

"Just now," said Viola smilingly

At the thought of that, a few dishes and porridge made by Viola were delivered to the ward. She opened the food box and smiled innocently at Maynard. "Mr. Chu, you're not feeling well. It's best to have something light. These are all made specially for you."