Can't stop loving you novel Chapter 22

A slight smile played on Viola's face. She put down the water in her hand and sat down, "You should know that. You took the porridge from my hand and brought it to Mr. Chu."

"Really?" Maynard looked at them playfully.

"Maynard, she's talking nonsense. I just brought it to you, but I don't know what she had put in it. She's vomiting like that," Biting her lower lip, Elly looked delicate and touching.

With her hands on her arms, Viola blurted out something unconsciously, "Who said I vomited because the porridge is poisoned? Or maybe I am pregnant?"

As if it was not a big deal, she shot a look at the direction of Maynard.

"What!" Elly screamed as if she was hit by lighting.

Realizing that she made up an excuse, it was too late to regret.

At the same time, Maynard walked in front of her and pulled her up.

A sharp pain came from her chin. Her face crumpled.

"You said you are pregnant?" Maynard narrowed his sharp eyes.

"Although I have no appetite and what I eat lately, being pregnant is just my guess, I can't take it seriously," said Viola, trying to put a restraint on the lingering fear in her heart.

Maynard cast a casual glance at her, let go of her chin and called in the butler. "Call Dr. George and tell him to come to the villa this afternoon."

"Yes, Mr. Chu." The Butler didn't ask more, and respectfully left. He just glanced at Viola.

With her eyelids twitching, Viola asked worriedly, "Mr. Chu, what's wrong with you? Did you call the doctor?"

"You said that you are pregnant. I will call a private doctor to check up for you." There was no expression on Maynard's cold and handsome face, but more complicated emotions in his eyes when he looked at her.

With her legs trembling, the color on her face faded away more quickly. She laughed stiffly and said, "Mr. Chu, maybe that's just my illusion. I don't even have a boyfriend. How can I be pregnant?"

"It's better to have an examination, everyone can rest assured." Maynard tucked a strand of hair around her ear, picked up the notebook on the table and went upstairs.

It was so cold that Viola shivered and wondered what he meant.

She could only smile numbly and dare not speak with anger.

"Maynard." Elly kept shouting, but failed to get any response from Maynard. With a ferocious glance at Viola, she reluctantly ran upstairs.

But Viola didn't care about it at all.

She recalled that scene of Maynard just now, and was almost scared to death.

She glanced at the porridge inadvertently and thought it would be better not to ruin the body when she looked up at the upstairs.

So she took it to the kitchen.

She poured the porridge into the sink, turned on the tap, and flushed the porridge away with a splash.

After she turned off the tap, she finally felt relieved.

Then she heard some quick and brisk footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw Elly angrily come in.

"Go out and have a talk with me." Elly was about to take her hand.