Can't stop loving you

"Okay. Viola, please hurry up." Maynard cast a glance at his Patek Philippe watch on his wrist and urged her impatiently.

Trying to control her anger, she almost choked out.

At this critical moment, she could only think hard, and nothing else could replace her own blood and seal.

Suddenly, something occurred to her, and her eyes lit up.

She opened her white bag which was thrown on the sofa, and fumbled in it for a long time before taking out a lipstick.

Thinking that the lipstick was bought recently, she took off the small cap with a painful expression on her face, and carefully applied the cream on the left finger.

It was time to take back the two agreements and pressed two fingerprints on the signature of her own bitterly.

Maynard observed all her actions quietly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

An expression of complacency showed on her face in an instant. She raised her voice and said, "Mr. Chu, it seems that you have to sign your name and press the fingerprint? You should do the same."

"Give it to me." Maynard said.

To avoid him tearing apart the documents, she gave him one and held the other tightly in her arms.

There was a hint of gloating smile in her clear and bright eyes.

There was no mud stains on the ink, wasn't there? Shouldn't they leave a fingerprint? She wanted to see how he could leave her fingerprint!

Maynard didn't flare up. Instead, he picked up the pen cap, wrote his name on it and wrote it on Party B.

Standing not far away, Viola craned her neck to have a look at the words Maynard wrote. The handwriting was vigorous and graceful, much better than hers.

Even though Viola was a bit uneven, she reminded herself with a smile on her face, "Mr. Chu, you didn't leave the fingerprint on your finger! No, I can't. well, let me cut your hand. "

the knife in her hand and

appeared on Maynard's

to say something, the silent bodyguard took out a box of ink from his pocket, and

is stupid." Maynard said meaningfully. He touched the ink with his thumb and then put

had said, she almost dropped the knife

herself to calm down, put the fruit knife back on

Viola. She shouted angrily, "Liar! He said that there was no

ruined in

put it down. Then his narrow eyes raised slightly. "All is fair in

retort,

under him for the past three months, she was sensible not to tell him what

on." Maynard passed the paper to a bodyguard and lazily leaned against the sofa, Said Viola, wearing a careless smile on her face.

and find a safe place to protect it carefully. If the other party turned against her, it would be hard

had been through a living hell,

very early. The food looked bad. However, Maynard didn't eat it at all, nor did he let Viola cook it again, but let

saw the dark lumps of meat on the plate, Viola looked at him with

still fluttered with fear whenever she thought of the porridge she ate last

contract, Maynard raised his eyebrows slightly and took a sip of the milk in his cup. "What's the

and replied, "Under the condition of not breaking the line of Party A, Party A must

a folded perfect rice cloth. Pursing his lips, he asked, "Tell me. What's your bottom

blurted out, "Don't touch

bottom line. On the contrary, if you don't eat something, it will be against your contract." A faint smile played

laughed and said, "Mr. Chu, I didn't do anything wrong.

couldn't bear to see

scorching that she poured some sauce in order to cover up the truth. It turned out

eat quickly. You have to go to the company with me later." A glint of amusement flashed across Maynard's

a quick and deep struggle in her heart, she closed her eyes and quickly finished

Chu group. After entering the