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Chapter 200 Why Not Be Well-behaved When Pregnant

"Wait!" Sandra rushed downstairs and grabbed the chopsticks from her hand. "You're pregnant. You

must pay special attention to what you eat. You must ask someone to check it before eating."

A frown formed on Viola's face, as she didn't think it was a big deal. "This noodle was prepared by Mr.

Chu. It isn't poisoned at all. I don't think there is any need to have an examination."

All of a sudden, Sandra's eyes fell on Maynard. She asked with uncertainty and doubt, "Mr. Chu, is

what she said true?"

Maynard frowned and answered coldly.

Sandra was shocked to hear that. She bit her lips and looked at Viola out of the corner of her eyes. She

suddenly pointed her finger at her. "How dare you let him cook for you. Don't you know whether you

deserve it or not?"

Hearing that, a provocative smile appeared on Viola's face. "This bowl of noodles looks delicious. I

don't like it. Maybe it is poisoned."

"How could you be so impolite?" Sandra was so angry that she pounded the table. "Is this your attitude

towards an elder?"

Viola nodded slowly with a pale face. She put on a false smile and said, "Respect is mutual. If you don't

like me, you don't like me whatever I do."

"Wow, you are really from a small place with all kinds of fallacies." Sandra sneered.

"Enough!" Maynard closed the magazine in his hand and said in a neither too fast nor too slow voice,

"She's pregnant now. Anger will affect the baby in her belly." Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Sandra glanced at Viola with dissatisfaction and went upstairs in a rage.

It seemed that Viola didn't know Maynard at all. She walked around him, but when she got far away,

she shook her head and said, "There's something wrong with you. It's not like you at all."

To confirm that the man in front of her was not replaced, she stretched out her hand and pinched his

face.

She checked it three times and found that it was a real face instead of a human skin mask. She was so

shocked.

"Enough!" Maynard's face was as dark as water. He stretched his strong and powerful hand to hold her

slender waist and took her in his direction.

Before Viola could react, her waist was tightened and she was forced to lean forward. Her head hit a

hard chest.

After she was in a coma for a while, she opened her eyes and fell into a pair of black eyes.

Suddenly, their eyes met. They could feel each other's breath clearly.

She was so close to kiss him

In Viola's mind, Maynard kept on pestering plenty of women. When she was in danger, he refused to

help. When she came to her senses, she immediately pushed him away.

She turned around, pulled a chair to sit down, looked away and avoided talking about the matter in a

stiff manner. "Mr. Chu, the noodles you have made look bad. You have to try harder," she said

Maynard was calm. He pulled the black hair that fell in front of him to the back of his head with his

slender hand, and a faint smile played at his angular lips. "You are right."

Upon hearing that, Viola was stunned. She hummed coldly and looked away.

Just as she was racking her brains to give her a lesson, a very unhappy female voice came from

upstairs. "I heard from the maid that you sleep in separate rooms. Normal couples will not sleep in

separate rooms like you."

Hearing the sound, Viola turned around and saw Sandra standing in the crowd of the corridor looking

down at them. A sense of powerlessness rose in her heart.

The corner of her mouth twitched. She got an idea when she caught a glimpse of Maynard's handsome

and cold face.

She came to the front of Maynard, put her hands around his shoulders, sat on his legs on one side, and

deliberately made a look of intimacy between them. She choked him with her low voice and said in a

cutesy voice, "Mr. Chu?"

Maynard's long and narrow eyes squinted slightly, as dark as the heavy night in the dark night.

"What are you doing, Reporter Qi?" Maynard raised his eyebrows and looked unruly in his arms with

the beauty.

At a place where no one saw, Viola secretly pinched her thigh. She was so painful that her eyes were

filled with tears. "Mr. Chu, we're separating rooms because you're worried that you'll hurt our child. I'm

not willing to do that, and I'm also very embarrassed and very reluctant."

After saying that, she deliberately made her face red, and she tried to act like a shy and timid woman.

Hearing her answer, a smile played in Maynard's eyes. With his big hand at her slender waist, he said

in a soft voice, "Since you don't want to sleep in separate rooms with me, let's sleep together once

again. For the sake of you and the baby, I will put up with that."

A pain shot to her throat. Viola was so furious that she almost vomited blood.

Watching the sweet scene of Viola and Maynard, Sandra felt uncomfortable.

She gritted her teeth and went back to her room with resentful eyes.

As soon as she left, Viola was dragged into the room by Maynard, who was ignoring her struggle.

Besides, Maynard even shut the door in front of her.

Viola took a deep breath, walked into the bathroom and took an indirect basin of water to put it in the

middle of the bed. She raised her chin and said, "You sleep on the left, I sleep on the right. Don't

disturb each other."

She was too lazy to look at his expression, so she hummed a tune and went out of the room happily.

It was a sleepless night.

Viola opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly. For a while, she came to her senses

However, after all the senses came back to life, she felt something around her waist. As soon as she

looked down, she almost fell down from the bed.

She was held in the arms around her waist by Maynard. Besides, the washbasin she left in the middle

of her bed last night had already disappeared.

After removing Maynard's hand, Viola suddenly sat up. She patted him on the face and shouted angrily,

"Maynard, wake up!"

"What is it?" Maynard woke up and held her hand. His low voice was mixed with a little temptation.

Viola's ears were tingled. She tried to collect herself and pretended to be indifferent. She took her hand

back and asked, "Where is the washbasin in the middle of the bed?"

At the mention of this, she was full of anger.

Maynard sat up naturally, squinted his eyes and said in an indifferent tone, "Oh, last night you just

threw the basin back to the bathroom because of the sleepwalking problem. I couldn't stop you."

Viola was pissed off when she heard that. She threw him back to the bed and pressed her whole body

against him. She lowered her head to bite his Adam's apple. "You bastard! You said I was

sleepwalking! You were sleepwalking!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She lowered her head and was about to take

another bite. But she was pressed by the hand of Maynard, so that she could not bite him at all as she

buried her head in his chest.

As the door was opened, Sandra came in and saw what happened. Her voice became shrill. "What are

you doing! You are not well-behaved for pregnant."

Viola and Maynard looked at them at the same time, confused.