Can't stop loving you novel Chapter 32

Realizing that she thought in a wrong way, Viola was shy and annoyed. The smell of tobacco in her nose made her blush like a cooked shrimp.

With a frown on her face, Viola pretended to be strong and said, "I will take the clothes for you as you asked. Am I too good?"

"Which is more important, your job or your character?" Maynard laughed instead of getting angry.

Taking a deep breath, Viola chuckled and said, "Just a joke. I'll take your clothes upstairs now."

Then she, like being chased by a beast, strode upstairs with his clothes in her hands.

She hung the clothes with a hanger and hung it in the closet. Then she slammed the door as if she was angry with someone.

Leaning against the closet with her chin resting on her hands, she wondered why she was defeated every time.

"No! No! I can't accept it!" She felt angry for herself.

At this time, the crystal light above her head flashed twice and then completely went out.

"Help!" She squatted down in darkness and shrank herself with her hands because of this sudden change.

It was so dark around that nobody could see their fingers.

"Who?" The strange sound came to her ears. She was afraid of darkness and now she had goose bumps.

Especially when she felt something strange passed her, she lost her soul.

Suddenly, she saw something. The light on the table beside the bed was so bright that one could see things clearly.

"Journalist, I didn't expect that you are afraid of the dark." Maynard sat at the bedside, and a faint smile played at his thin lips.

Viola let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that Maynard was passing by, not a messy thing.

But when she heard his words and saw his sarcastic expression, she gnashed her teeth and said, "I'm a normal person. Can't you just allow me to have a few shortcomings?"

"I'm afraid you have more than a few shortcomings." Maynard sneered.

Upon hearing him, Viola stood up all of a sudden, glared at him and said, "Mr. Chu, you can't say that. Even if it is true, you can't just tell them directly."

"Huh." Maynard gave her a deep look and said slowly, "You know what you should do and yet you don't admit it. Are you deceiving yourself?"

With her eyes wide open and mouth slightly open, she was too stunned to say a word.

However, she felt very aggrieved. She walked to the door and closed it hard. Leaning against the door, she said with a smug smile, "The door has been closed. Mr. Chu, now I'm blocking the door. You'd better not go downstairs."

"So what?" Maynard raised his eyebrows, seeming not to care about that at all.

It seemed that what she had done was not childish at all. Instead, a look of complacency showed on her face. "If you want to drink water in the living room, beg me."

Just thinking of the scene that Maynard, who was in high position, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her, she burst into laughter.

"I'm not thirsty." Maynard reminded her as if thinking of something. "But aren't you hungry, reporter Qi?"

"I'm not hungry."

The next second, her stomach gave out a signal of hunger for food.

A sense of hunger swept over. Viola's face stiffened and she covered the empty stomach. She was so embarrassed that she wished she could dig a hole to bury herself.

She then realized that she hadn't had dinner today.

"Are you hungry? Does your face hurt?" Maynard asked, looking at her leisurely.

She felt like weeping but had no tears.

She hesitated for a while and her eyes were unfriendly. "Don't you have the nerve to say it? You are such a jinx! "