For three consecutive days, it was time for Viola to go to work and stay at home. Nothing happened between them.
She almost forgot her wedding, let alone the fact that she was already married.
It was not until she got a phone call from Maynard after work that she arrived at the villa reluctantly.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw his usual cold face and felt scared. "Mr. Chu, what can I do for you?"
"You have had a good time these days." With his hands on his abdomen, Maynard put a faint smile on his face.
When she heard this, she was taken aback and felt her heart skipped a beat. A shiver ran down her spine as she replied, "No, I am not working very hard."
Maynard nodded his head slightly.
When she saw the look on his face, the vigilance on her body did not decrease but increased instead. She sat straight and smiled flatteringly.
"You can live here from today on." Maynard gave her a glance with a strange expression, and said in an ordinary tone.
Almost falling down from the sofa, she was frightened and said, "No, you can't."
What was wrong with her living in his house?
Besides, apart from morning and evening, she was worried about leaving Ann alone at home.
Maynard walked to her and pinched her chin with his cold big hand. Forced to raise her head, he said with an expressionless face, "You don't have any other choice. Do you want others to suspect that we're having a fake marriage?"
Upon hearing him, Viola's body stiffened. With a numb expression, she slapped off the goosebumps on her body and forced herself to smile kindly. "Mr. Chu, we just pretend to be good in front of people. After we get the marriage license, there's nothing to doubt."
"Have you ever seen someone else get married but still live together?" Maynard didn't get angry but smiled coldly. "I don't read many books. Don't lie to me."
At the risk of swallowing her retort, she forced a smile and said, "Mr. Chu, why don't you find a mistress and let's pretend to have a quarrel and split up?"
"You wish." A cold light flashed in Maynard's eyes. He threw a big bunch of keys to her, regardless of whether she could catch them or not. The corners of his long and narrow eyes raised. "You can enter the study as you like except that."
When she came back to her senses and was about to take the key, the key had already dropped to the ground. She bent her head to pick it up and put it on the table. "Mr. Chu, I told you that I couldn't live there," she said
"You are doing it for me, aren't you?" Maynard sat back on the sofa, with his arms on the sofa in a casual manner, and said in an icy tone at his angular lips.
Viola nodded her head stiffly, "I know, but you have to let me go home and pack up my stuff, don't you?"
She knew that Maynard despised her very much, and because of the ten million dollars, she was not able to be bold and strong in front of him at all. She had to put up with it.