Chapter 193 Why Are You So Jealous
Chapter 193 Why Are You So Jealous
A handsome brother?
As soon as Viola heard the two words, she picked up her ears, and then she realized what the little girl
was doing. She rushed over to grab her mobile phone back
However, before she could make a move, she was pulled by a slender and warm hand. Then she fell
into a man's arms with strong masculinity. She struggled violently.
"Damn it..." Maynard pressed her on the bench and covered her mouth with his hand.
Viola's eyes widened, and the anger seemed to be on the fire.
At the same time, the little girl took this opportunity to run to them and pressed the speaker on.
Thus, the two parties had been able to hear the conversation through all means.
"You are That beautiful girl, right? " Chol's voice was so soft and tempting.
Hearing what he had said, Viola didn't want to move at all, but just concentrated on what the little girl
and Chol were talking about. She didn't pay attention to how close Maynard was behind her.
The little girl's eyes lit up like the brightest star in the night. She suddenly nodded and said, "Yes, I want
to know what kind of relationship you have with Aunt Viola."
"Oh, I see..." After a brief pause, Chol's charming voice rose in the air, "Is your daddy curious too?"
"Yeah, you are awesome!"
The little girl shouted at the other end of the phone. Her excitement was obvious.
"Actually, Aunt Viola and I are both grown-ups. We know what we should do."
He then changed his tone, and in an instant, the atmosphere was so ambiguous that it made people
want to get.
She was tricked again!
Viola was speechless. The volcano in her heart erupted at the moment. She went all out to struggle
and bit Maynard's hand in a hurry.
When the other party felt a little relieved, she managed to get out of his control. Then she strode over
and grabbed the cell phone. Without any hesitation, she scolded loudly, "Chol, you bastard! You Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
pervert, you pervert, go to hell! "
After cursing him, she didn't give him any chance to say anything and hung up the phone quickly.
"Aunt Viola..." The little girl's hands were empty, her innocent eyes moist with fear.
Viola gave a wry smile which was worse than crying. She was too tired to scold.
However, she tightened her wrist and turned her head to look at the stirring eyes of Maynard. "Reporter
Qi, as your nominal and legal husband, I think I should teach you a lesson."
Glancing at his left hand, Viola asked cautiously, "What do you want?"
However, as soon as Maynard walked into the villa with Viola in his left hand and the little girl in his
right hand, he did not say a word. He directly took her back to the villa. After they saw the little girl off
and walk back to her room, he immediately dragged Viola towards the room in front of them
Viola recognized that it was Maynard's room. Her pupils shrank. When she passed the door, she
gripped the handle with one hand.
"Let go." Maynard said with a poker face.
With her weak legs, Viola restrained the urge to flinch. She shook her head and inadvertently glanced
at the white skirt at the corner ahead. A crafty look suddenly flashed through her eyes.
She smiled enchantingly. Between the light of her black and white eyes, she put her hand on his chest,
which was quite uncommon. "Mr. Chu, I didn't expect you to be so mean. You always like to play force."
Maynard looked at her in silence for quite a while.
"What You two... " Vivi ran over on her high heels. She pointed at them with her white finger.
A wisp of black and thick hair came out of her hair. Viola withdrew her hand from Maynard's chest and
leaned against the wall lazily.
If he dares to make trouble for her, she will first make trouble for him!
"What's up?" A faint light flickered in Maynard's eyes, and his voice was as calm as water.
With red eyes, Vivi said sadly and incredulously, "Since you are all like that, it's over between us."
A strong sense of gossip was burning in Viola's eyes, and her charming little face was full of
schadenfreude.
She thought Maynard would coax her and persuade her to get back together with him gently, but she
didn't expect that——
"Of course." Maynard played by the nose. He tidied up his tie slowly without even raising his eyelids.
Viola rubbed her eyes several times to make sure she wasn't wrong.
"What!" But Vivi stepped back, laughing more ugly than crying, and her soft voice mixed with a little
tremble, "Am I hearing it wrong?"
"That's your choice. Let's reach an agreement on the development program of a project tomorrow
before you leave." Maynard opened the door of his own room and pulled Viola inside.
Like clutching the only life-saving straw, Viola grabbed the handle and wouldn't go in.
"Are you serious?" Vivi gritted her teeth, and she was not willing to give up.
Maynard said in a calm voice without turning his head around. "I'm just as you wish. I will still be your
boss from tomorrow on."
Superior subordinate relationship?
Hearing what he said, Viola turned to watch Vivi looking back repeatedly in every step, and she prayed
for her silently.
Viola tried her best to get rid of Maynard's tearing hands, but she just couldn't. All of a sudden, she was
in a fit of anger. "Maynard, you're such a bastard. You flirt your staff."
She couldn't help but suspect that many girls in the Chu Group had been tormented by him.
"Oh, are you my staff?" Maynard said in a casual tone, "You're just ordinary people."
Hearing that, Viola's face changed slightly. In an instant, after turning over the corners of her mouth,
she dusted off the suit, which didn't exist at all. In an ingratiating smile, she asked, "Mr. Chu, when shall
we go back to A City?"
"In a couple of days." Maynard squinted. It was difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry. "We'll
leave after Vivi gets satisfied."
A series of uncontrollable illusions came to her mind.
The mobile phone in Maynard's pocket rang.
He let her go, took out his phone and answered it, but no one knew what the other end of the line was
saying. His cold eyebrows furrowed tightly, " After Vivi succeeding the negotiation, you can pick her up
at the Pine Lake Hotel. Room number is 114."
Somehow, Viola wrote down the address and then walked to her room quietly as if nothing had
happened. When she was about to open the door, she saw Vivi who blocked her way.
"I want to have a talk with you," With her hands around her chest, the latest silver bracelet reflected a
dazzling light on her white wrist.
Viola was very hesitant. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "I have nothing to say to you."
"Really?" But Vivi got close to her and said word by word triumphantly, "Even if I know your secret?"
Viola clenched her skirt unconsciously and her fingers were a little white, but she did not notice it at all.
Her voice was dry. "Okay."
They walked to the beach outside. The salty sea breeze blew, disheveled their clothes and hair.
Then Viola turned around and asked, "What do you know?"
"I'm the one Maynard loves, and he's only pretending to marry you." Vivi raised her chin a little to show
her arrogance thoroughly.
Viola didn't make any trace on her face. With a slight smile, she said, "I know."
"Don't play the fool and aloof!" Vivi grasped her arm and said angrily, "You'd better give up the position
of Mrs. Chu and get out of here!"
"TSK, TSK, TSK, TSK... What's wrong with you? You smell jealous," said Viola and made an action of
fanning.
Vivi shook off her hand and took out the tissue to wipe her hand in disgust.
It seemed that Viola had not seen it. She shrugged her shoulders casually, and then her eyes blinked
and she suddenly understood.
Viola suddenly came to realize that Vivi was trying to goad her into action. She smiled politely but not
intimately.
She didn't feel sick at all, as if she was sick enough and rubbed her shoulder lightly on purpose. In a
more natural and graceful manner, she said in a bitter voice, "You've just been with Mr. Chu, so you
should take good care of him. I'm relieved to see that he's fine."
Vivi was sick.
Vivi almost vomited blood when she saw that Viola was pretending to be a wife.
Still with the smiling face, Viola spoke: "I'll leave him to you."