Can't stop loving you

Viola licked her dry lips and revealed a smile that was even uglier than crying. "Mr. Chu, I have to admit that I did it, but I did it because someone told me that I am at most an accomplice."

By now, she had known that the reason why he had behaved like this today was to get back at her.

A flame of fury burnt in Maynard's eyes but he laughed. He walked up to her and pulled her hair, saying, "You're a stubborn and unrepentant man before death. It seems that you really want to starve yourself for a few days."

A sharp pain came from the hair behind her head. She frowned with pain and said, "You are abusing and imprisoning me. I'm going to sue you!" Maynard didn't seem to care about that at all. He leaned towards her and whispered to her, "Reporter Qi, what you did is an invasion of other people's privacy."

Viola trembled a little. She had to accept the failure, thought about the possible consequences and finally made a compromise. "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry. Is that all right?"

Maynard loosened his grip on her hair and bit her ear gently. "I'm not satisfied with that. Since that is to apologize, you should act like an apology."

Viola subconsciously moved to the side and hid. She was confused. " I don't understand. Can I kneel down and kowtow to you? "

A cold smile played at the corners of Maynard's mouth. "If you want me to let you go, you have to admit in front of all the reporters tomorrow morning that you're an anthomaniac and that you've been secretly in love with me for five years," he said

Grief came over her.

She begged pitifully, "Mr. Chu, this is too ferocious. Can you change a milder way?"

Maynard looked at her, walked over to the original chair on the opposite and sat down. "The other way is to compensate me with ten million dollars for my reputation loss. Is this mild enough?"

Viola shook her head, then nodded, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chu, can you offer me a way that doesn't harm people or money?"

The little woman in her heart cried and bit the handkerchief. She was now in a poor condition and she was too poor to take out the money. "Reporter Qi, you don't want to abuse yourself in front of reporters, and you don't want to pay for it......" Hearing that, the corners of Maynard's eyes lifted slightly. With a finger of his right hand on the table, he asked, "Are you kidding me?"

Viola sensed a strong aura of danger coming from him, so she just became obstinate and said: "So what? Maynard, if you can, just starve me to death."

The smile at the corners of Maynard's mouth didn't reduce but increased instead.

She had a empty stomach, and fainted because of overwork recently.

morning, when Viola woke up, she suddenly

while,

her and the thin quilt, she

that she was lying on the bed in the hotel,

on her wrist, she would think that everything that happened last

the bathroom. Maynard was

slowly and wiped the sweat off her forehead. She wondered if Maynard had let her

she thought about what she had done.

her finger in a complicated mood, she tried her

knock on

saw a female attendant through the cat's eye. She patted her heart and turned the door knob to open

enjoy the breakfast that Mr. Chu

in the hotel pushed a serving cart in with a freshly

when she was hungry to now, she was so excited

waitress gave her a pitiful look, pushed the dining

So

later, she picked up the bowl of congee, ran to the window, opened the curtain and enjoyed her breakfast.

she took a look downwards

like a quick and agile fish shuttling

to the end, they held the railing and came up. Beneath the bronze colored chest were eight pack abs, with water dripping down

his dripping hair back, glittering in

out the porridge in

curve. After taking over a towel from the bodyguard,

and

but sigh. "Maynard finally got involved in the matter of

pretended not to see anything, calmly drew the curtain and placed the

sofa, sat