Can't stop loving you

When the laptop flew out and hit Maynard in the head, Viola's brain went blank all of a sudden.

The whole house was so quiet that even the sound of wind blowing over the treetops could be heard clearly.

She froze for two seconds, ran up, picked up her notebook and held it in her arms. Then she stood on tiptoe and touched Maynard's head, which was a head a lot taller than her. With a flattering smile on her face, she said, "Are you okay? Does it still hurt? Shall I call the ambulance?"

'How brilliant he is! I can't afford to lose my life!' thought she.

Maynard pulled her hand down and smiled grimly.

It seemed that he didn't show any signs of being angry or cursing anybody. Such a great comfort to her, Viola thought that he was not going to investigate the matter.

Just when she was complacent about her escape from that crisis, Maynard dialed the number of the telephone. The bodyguards in uniform pushed the door of the suite and entered the room.

"Arrest her!" Maynard said coldly.

"What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!" shouted Viola.

The only answer was that a bodyguard grabbed her backward hands.

She was so painful that her face turned pale. The laptop fell back to the ground.

Then, the other bodyguard took out a pair of shining cold handcuffs from nowhere and locked them on her hands.

and found that her hands were hurt by the handcuffs. She was so furious that she cursed, "You son of a bitch! I just hit you? Why do you treat me

her taste the pain. A fluttering feeling in her heart, Viola instinctively felt that something

she was pushed into a big warehouse, Viola fell to the ground and managed to get up and

law! I will sue you!" She kicked the door and shouted.

The door banged.

sat on the ground. She raised her

warehouse was very large. There was only a light bulb

three meters away. Viola shivered at the

hair on her body was erected. She wanted to cry but

rest of her life and was deduct all the time, she still had a cute son. The reason was that she did not

waiting for her to come back home, she suppressed

the warehouse, Viola felt as if time

she be shot to death or live

she thought, the more she

and the bright

the pain in her eyes disappeared, a loud and attractive voice

saw Maynard in a suit. Standing at the door against the golden light, he looked like a God. His noble temperament wasn't been affected by the rusty iron

to him and held his leg with a sad face. "I'm sorry. I'm

his watch and said indifferently, "I don't have much time. Tell me what you did