Can't stop loving you
Chapter 73 Nearly Strangled To Death

"Come in, Reporter Qi."

Maynard's voice came through from inside the office.

Viola avoided the eye contact, braced herself to go in, and spontaneously closed the door.

She turned around and found Maynard standing in front of her.

Viola smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Chu..." Before she could finish her sentence, she was dragged to the French window.

With her back against the cold and hard glass, she was pressed against by Maynard. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place and could not move an inch.

As always, she failed to push him away. With a big smile on her face, she said, "Mr. Chu, it's true that I wasn't involved in the eavesdropping."

But her plan was spoiled before she took action.

"Why didn't you pick me up at the airport yesterday?" Maynard lifted her chin with his finger. His narrow and long eyes were dark and deep.

Stunned for a while, Viola quickly responded and smiled. "I was delayed by something yesterday, so I couldn't come."

She didn't want the scoundrels to know that she had come back suddenly when she arrived at the airport. After all, it was a bit embarrassing.

"What is it?" Maynard grasped her tight.

Subconsciously, she wanted to tell him what had happened in the barbecue party. But

She suddenly thought of the ugly scene after getting drunk, and immediately dispelled the idea.

With her long eyelashes trembling, Viola looked at her fingers innocently, "Oh, that's what you asked. The magazine never allows idlers. Of course I'm doing an interview outside." She inadvertently showed a pleasing smile.

What responded to her was that he suddenly tightened his grip on her chin, which made her feel so painful that she almost shed tears.

With an expressionless face, Maynard looked at the woman whose eyes had turned red for two seconds. Without the least sign of pity for a woman, he asked in a cold voice, "Really?" Viola nodded without blinking her eyes, "Of course it's true. You are my boss. How dare I lie to you?"

What's more, she did want to interview yesterday

"Viola, if I push you off the balcony, will you die or hurt?"

His eyes were as cold as ice. The hand supporting her chin slid down slowly and grasped her neck with all his strength.

She flushed with suppress and hurriedly clapped the hands on her neck.

The air she breathed became thinner and she felt hard to breathe. Finally, she loosened her grip on her neck.

"Ahem!"

Viola slowly slid down the glass to the ground. She was breathing the fresh air eagerly, but because of the anxiety, she choked and coughed violently.

With tears in her eyes, Viola raised her head to prevent the tears from falling. She glared at him and said, "Maynard, what's wrong with you?"

Maynard sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and his back to her. "You know what you have done very well."

Viola became nervous. Did, did he replace that she was lying?

She stood up with her hands on her knees and held her head high, which was rare to see. "I'm interviewing. How do you make it? Bite me!" Maynard acted as if he hadn't heard what she said, and coldly warned, "You'd better not treat me as a fool, or I'll let you die a miserable death."

His eyes were full of coldness. He would never allow anyone to deceive him.

A cold shiver ran down her spine. The pain in her neck was lingering and she said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first. "

She pinched her thighs, trying to make herself look less scared with pain.

"There is only two months left before the agreed time. You'd better finish as soon as possible. After that, everything is off." Maynard didn't even bother to look at her. Anna clenched her hands and said, "I see."

She touched her neck and concluded that he had been suffering from delusional disorder, although she felt that Maynard's attitude was strange.

She pushed the door open angrily and walked out. Then she wanted to vent her anger and slammed the door.

However

Not far away, she saw people from the periodical office gathering together and whispering.

She walked quietly towards them to eavesdrop.

Those men were talking so happily that they didn't notice her approaching at all-

"Hey, did you see that the beautiful woman who came with Mr. Chu is a popular female star, Yesenia?" The colleague Lily said excitedly.

"Do you think we are blind?" With a small mirror in her left hand and a lipstick in her right hand, Selina said, "I found the first one."

A few seconds later, a look of embarrassment came over Viola's face.

"It's obvious that Mr. Chu has a new girlfriend, so Viola has been out of favor at that time." Bess said with a pitiful look.

"No wonder Mr. Chu went on a business trip all of a sudden. It turned out that he was avoiding her. He was afraid that she would pester him, which would displease Yesenia," After taking a bite of the burger, Wendy finished.

Not knowing what had happened in front of her and what she had heard just now, Viola thought of what Maynard had said in the office all of a sudden. Then she nodded and said.

It seemed that Maynard wanted to distance himself from her. However, Viola was speechless. It was not a big deal to get rid of her?

"Viola, when did you stand there?" When Lily was about to pour a cup of coffee, she turned around and saw her.

The other three were shocked.

"Yes, I just came a moment ago." answered Viola, pretending to be innocent

The four colleagues looked at each other and felt relieved when they realized that they had been out of favor.

"Viola, you're here just in time. Please help me check these documents."

Wendy randomly picked up a pile of documents and handed them over to Viola.

After Viola received it, she was almost pressed by this weight and lost her balance, almost falling down.

Before she could say anything, Selina raised her voice while smearing her lipstick on her lips, "Viola, I'm thirsty. Could you please help me make coffee? By the way, the chief editor said that you have to stay overnight."

A drop of cold sweat dripped from her forehead. Viola now understood the fickle and cold world.

She took a look at the four of them who acted as if nothing had happened. She had to agree with the principle that the less trouble the better.

The overtime work of Viola reached half past seven. She glanced at the remaining third of the documents that hadn't been restrained, lying on the table, full of helplessness on her face.

"God, when can I leave?" Viola said while casting a heavy blow on her sour right shoulder.

She raised her head by accident and saw Maynard come out of his office.

When Viola wanted to greet him, she thought of the bruises on her neck and silently lowered her head. She would rather not see him.

Despite what she was thinking, she still caught a glimpse of him from the corner of her eyes unconsciously. However, Maynard didn't give her a look, and went out of the door as if nobody was there. Viola grabbed a guide pen, bit it indignantly and sighed, "What the hell did I do?"

Whined, she accepted her order and went on with her work.

When Viola finished her work, she lay prone on the table again, eyes closed.

Her cellphone rang at the side of the table. She picked it up and had a look at it. Hesitantly, she pressed the answer key. In a strange tone, she said, "Mr. Chu, what are you doing?"

"I'm hungry." Maynard answered concisely.

"What do you mean?"

Shouldn't she eat something if she was hungry?

Don't you know how to eat?

"Get to the villa in twenty minutes."

When she was about to refuse his invitation, Maynard, who was on the other end of the line, had hung off first.

It suddenly dawned on her that Maynard asked her to cook for him.

Viola called him unwillingly, but the call was busy.000000