Can't stop loving you

Chapter 192 I Want You To Explain Something

Seeing that, Chol burst into laughter with anger. He then had a micro facelift, and saw a woman with an Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

innocent look.

Being stared at by him for quite a while, Viola felt uneasy all over. The bad feeling made her become

alert. At this moment, the thin lips of Chol slightly moved. As if nothing had happened, he wore

sunglasses and left.

"Well, you wait for the police to come and explain the situation. Then I won't make things difficult for

you." The boss of the restaurant gave the marriage license back to Maynard Leaning against the

counter, he stopped saying in a hurry, "But..."

Just as Viola thought she could leave this place of trouble smoothly, her heart missed a beat on

hearing this, "But what?"

"But I think you should finish all your leftovers, right?" Pointing at the pile of food, the restaurant owner

was so angry that he thumped the table and said, "It's shameful to waste food. You will be punished."

With a numb expression on her face, Viola grasped the hem of Maynard's coat uneasily. "Mr. Chu, help

me."

Maynard withdrew the corner of his clothes and patted the dust off it with a disgusted face. "You made

a mistake. Pay for it yourself," he said

Viola's little face collapsed.

All of a sudden, her eyes shone. She had come up with an idea, but she had not given up. "In fact, Mr.

Chu only needs to eat something. It's very simple."

Yes, as long as he ate it, it was killing two birds with one stone!

"So what?"

Maynard's narrow and long charming eyes raised slightly.

With her face covered with both hands, Viola winked at them, trying to make herself look cute, and

said, "You take the food for us. I didn't bring my cell phone with me, and this is all I have..."

She wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. Then she put her hand into her pocket

and took out a purple five cents.

A mocking smile appeared on Maynard's face. He raised her small and fair chin and said, "As long as I

divorce you now, you're the only one who can compensate."

Upon hearing his words, a shiver ran down her spine. It was not until now that she had known his

intention. She tangled and struggled and could not help biting her fingers.

In less than a minute, she seemed to have changed into a different person, and she looked at him with

her eyes wide open, as if she could not believe what she had heard. "Mr. Chu, you should divorce her

just for a meal," she said

"I don't care. Let's solve the current problems before you get divorced." The boss of the restaurant

waved his hand impatiently. He did not hide the urging meaning in his words.

Upon hearing that, Viola gave her thumbs up in great approval. She nodded quickly and said, "That's

right. Mr. Chu, please help me solve the problem as soon as possible."

Maynard acted as if he didn't hear what she said, pulled out a chair and sat down. His long straight legs

were crossed, and his injured finger gently tapped on one of his legs.

When a few words came out of her mouth, a melodious ringtone came from her bag.

"Reporter Qi, is this the so-called missing mobile phone?" All of a sudden, Maynard stood up and

walked closer to her.

Upon hearing this, Viola took a few steps back, and took out her cell phone from her shivering bag. She

gnashed her teeth in anger and reluctantly paid the fee by E-bank under his gaze.

After the police had an investigation, with tears on her face, Viola ran out of the restaurant with the little

girl.

As for someone who followed her behind, she ignored it intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sir, you forgot your marriage certificate." The boss of the restaurant ran out and gave the list back to

Maynard.

When she came to herself, Viola happened to see what was happening in front of her. After snatching

the certificate and looking at it for two seconds, she bent down and laughed with her hands on her

belly. "Mr. Chu, I didn't expect that you would take this with you at any time!"

Maynard extended his hand and grabbed it. He put it into the luggage in disgust and said coldly, "I put it

in accidentally when I was packing. Don't overthink it."

Blinking in confusion, Viola pursed her lips and asked, "Really?"

"Where did you put your own?"

Maynard approached her and held her thin shoulders with his hands. His deep and serene eyes

seemed to have a magnet that could suck people in.

A bitter smile crept over on her face. Viola rested one of her hands on her chin and said, "Let me think.

I probably threw it under the bed."

"Then let's go back to that restaurant. I have something to talk to the boss." Maynard's face turned

dark. With his powerful big hand, he grasped her slender wrist, turned around and walked towards the

restaurant.

Viola was now in a bad mood. She leaned hard on the tree next to her and said, "I'm sorry. I promise I'll

show it and keep it well."

Maynard withdrew his hand and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

It would be fine if she didn't look at it. The goosebumps all over her body fell down.

Somehow, she felt that Maynard in front of her had been disguised.

The little girl, who was bouncing in front of them, rolled her beautiful eyes as she saw them face to

face, and ran back to grab the corner of Viola's clothes. She asked, "Aunt Viola, who is that beautiful

elder brother?"

As soon as she finished saying that, Viola felt that the cold air around Maynard had been enhanced

greatly and it seemed to spread out gradually.

She moved resentfully to the outside and tried her best to distance herself from Maynard.

To his surprise, when she took a step back, he moved forward. If she kept stepping back, he seemed to

be a hunter, taking one more step forward patiently.

Feeling like weeping but had no tears, Viola decided to abandon herself and stay in the same place.

She scratched her hair irritably. "What do you want on earth, Maynard?"

As soon as she finished her words, she was grabbed onto the bench behind the flower bed by

Maynard.

Before she could react, the smell of tobacco from his body was filled in her nose.

"Mrs. Chu, about Chol, don't you think you should explain something?" Maynard approached her and

whispered in her ear.

Viola shivered and moved sideways as if she was hit by lighting. Then she almost fell to the ground.

She swallowed hard and stretched out her hands to block his chest, as a refusal to excessive intimate

relationship. "He and I are ordinary friends."

"Just so so." Hearing that, Maynard was stunned. His eyes turned dark all of a sudden. "Pretending to

be your husband?" he asked

With a cold sweat on her forehead, Viola put on a false smile and said, "He pokes his nose to

everything. Believe it or not."

The corners of Maynard's long and narrow eyes rose slowly. His long and slender hand touched her

cheek. "Okay, you can prove it."

It was so intolerable that Viola slapped his hand off angrily and stood up suddenly. "You are so childish!

I don't want to do it!"

Maynard had sparkling eyes.

With a cold snort, Viola looked away as her anger hasn't subsided yet. She felt her legs tightened as

she saw the little girl holding her legs.

She softened her tone and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to borrow your phone to play games." The little girl raised her head and looked at her. Her

innocent face was delicate and lovely.

Upon hearing this, Viola was so touched that she couldn't help but take out her phone.

The little girl got the phone and ran three meters away. With a cunning smile, she clicked on the

contact list, and finally found a number on it. "Hello, pretty brother, what's your relationship with the

owner of this phone?"