Can't stop loving you

Chapter 109 Little Daddy

Viola turned on the tap, washed her face and changed her clothes.

When she came out, she was pressed against the door by Maynard. She had a bad feeling.

She tried to push him away, but was stopped by him. He put his hands above her head.

With these thoughts in her mind, Viola was very depressed, but she could do nothing but wear a

flattering smile on her face. "Mr. Chu, we're all civilized people. If you have something to talk with me in

a polite way, don't touch me like that."

Maynard's forehead was so close to hers that she could see each of his eyelashes clearly.

"Rest assured, I will not hit women." Maynard cracked his voice a little hoarse, and his warm breath

spread over her face.

She hurriedly turned her head to the other side. She had a nervous breakdown. Because he didn't beat

women, she felt more worried.

With an embarrassed smile, she said, "You're right."

"The gossips online are all saying that I had sex with you. What do you think about it, Reporter Qi?"

Maynard lowered his face slowly and almost kissed her.

A bad feeling came over Viola. She forced a smile and said, "Well, it's completely a rumor."

A faint smile flitted across Maynard's eyes. With a serious expression on his face, he said, "I think I

should spoil you as a gossip says."

Maynard's terrific remarks shocked Viola. She looked so frightened.

She was upset, with a smile that was even worse than a crying face. "Mr. Chu, please think twice. Don't

be led by a gossip dog."

Hearing that, Maynard felt as if everything was in his expectation. As his sight moved down and his thin

lips raised slightly, he said, "Reporter Qi, your clothes look nice."

The words came out of nowhere.

She looked down along the direction of his gaze and found two buttons on the top of the coat were not

done yet.

At the moment, they could see her breast, which was slightly exposed

Her mind was on the verge of breaking down. Her hand resting on the top of her head began to

struggle wildly, but as soon as she moved, she was tightly gripped by Maynard's big and powerful

hand.

A sense of powerlessness came over her. Just as she was about to change the topic of conversation,

Maynard lowered his head and kissed her lips forcefully and ferociously.

Before she could even clench her teeth, she was brutally barged in, which made her feel hot and wild.

"Well, you..." Viola didn't give her any room to move. She got a paste in her mind.

She finally regained her sanity. When she bit him hard on his lips, he was caught off guard and bit her

tight. She snorted in pain, but she didn't withdraw her grip on his lips. Instead, she bit him more

violently

Viola could hardly stand the bloody kissUpstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

After work, Viola's face turned red, not knowing for anger or for shyness. Her lips were slightly swollen

at the moment, which was very inviting.

Being grabbed by Maynard and forced to go to the door of the magazine, she could not get rid of him,

nor could she get rid of him. She kept begging, "Mr. Chu, it's off duty now. Can you let go of me?"

Although the staff of the periodical office were gone, what if they returned to fetch something?

"Shut up, Reporter Qi." Maynard put one of his hands around her shoulder and grasped her hand with

the other in order to prevent her from escaping.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from her forehead. She thought that he was only going out, so she

accepted his invitation in a half loath manner.

However, as soon as she walked out of the gate, she saw a group of reporters that gathered outside

and she didn't know when, she was desperate to die.

Hearing the footsteps, the reporters looked over, checked and took pictures of them randomly after

confirming that everything was right.

With all her might, she stepped on him and kicked him as hard as she could. When he was distracted

by the pain, she shook off his hand and ran inside, trying to find a place to hide herself.

However, before she took a few steps forward, Maynard waved his big hand, grasped her hand and

pulled it. All of a sudden, she rotated and ran into his chest.

Her small and straight nose hit her hard chest, which made her black and white eyes filled with water

vapor quickly.

When the water in her eyes almost gathered into tears, the next second, her chin was lifted, and two

pieces of cold lips gently printed on her

Unlike before, the kiss stopped on her lips. She could feel it.

"They kissed!"

"Hurry up!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and the surrounding gossipy reporters were all shocked and took

pictures hard.

The sound of photographs crunching echoed in her ears, but she didn't care at all because her lips

were covered by Maynard. She tossed and turned, plundered and comforted him

After the kiss, she felt a little dizzy as she had been leaning against his shoulder.

Maynard wrapped his arms around the woman's waist tightly, took out his cellphone and made a call.

In less than a minute, more than a dozen bodyguards rushed up and surrounded those reporters,

which made them confused.

"What's going on?"

"What are you doing?"

All the reporters were shouting loudly.

The boss of the bodyguards came over to him and waited for his orders.

"Number one, delete all the photographic equipment that the reporters have, and let them go."

Maynard turned a deaf ear to the complaints of those reporters and ordered coldly. After the

bodyguards made a way for them, he left, holding Viola in his arms.

It was not until she was pulled to the villa by Maynard that she was still in a daze in the color of fiery

red.

She didn't come to her senses until she sat on the soft sofa.

She recalled what he had done to the journalists and stood up at once.

"Are you out of your mind?" Maynard took off his suit jacket and tie. "I thought you were a fool," he said

Viola looked at him for a minute with a look of rare animals, and then shook her head in disbelief and

exclaimed, "I really didn't expect that you are taking revenge on me, the kind of person who would kill

two birds with one stone."

A smile appeared at the corners of Maynard's eyes. "Tell me," he said "Your sinister intentions are not

only to give me a lesson, but also to let those gossipy reporters have an experience of it and feel like it

is all in vain."

If any of them had stayed at the magazine for an hour and finally got the rare photos, they would be

driven out and become crazy.

"Huh." Maynard chuckled and said nothing more.

Viola grabbed his arm and said, "Am I right?"

Maynard pushed her hand away and raised his chin. "Go and cook." A fit of dizziness came over her.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

As soon as the door was opened, Elly sobbed with red eyes squeezed in.

"Maynard, we lost our baby. I don't know where to find her." She threw herself into Chauncy's embrace

and burst into tears.

Jay's face changed. "I'll call all the bodyguards to find her."

Hearing what she said, Anna stopped closing the door.

"I've sent my men to look for her. Let's go, too." Maynard strode over and held her hand. "You too," he

said

Since Viola liked the little girl, she didn't refuse.

The three of them looked around in the public park, but nobody was there.

"How was the baby lost?" Maynard gasped, and the anxiety in his eyes was obvious.

Viola looked at Elly at the same time.

Elly sobbed, "The baby ran away when I was not looking. It was me who didn't take care of it."

"We went out of the garden to look for her. Don't worry." Maynard handed a folded handkerchief to Elly

and greeted Viola and then looked to the right side.

Viola chose the left direction and looked for the outside. When she ran out of the gate, her cell phone

rang.

Seeing that it was a call from her son, she picked up the phone and asked, "Ann, what's up?"

"Mommy, come back. I met a tricky problem."

Ann deliberately lowered his voice and whispered to her ear through the phone.

"Wait for me. I'll be right there."

Viola stopped a taxi to the garden downstairs and saw her son being pestered by a little girl with her

back to her.

Because of the dim light, there were only three street lamps around and they didn't shone brightly. Viola

came close and found that the girl was the one they were looking for painstakingly.

"Let go of me. Do your parents know that you're bullying me?" "Why do you hold a man when you see

him? Are you an erotic?"

"Daddy, carry me on your back." The little girl asked while wiping her tears.

Hearing the word "little Daddy", Viola almost fell over.