Can't stop loving you

Chapter 122 Making Trouble

As they were in a stalemate, the air around them became thin because of the silence.

"Tell me. You can stay here tonight." Maynard sat on the sofa in front of him and rubbed the

acupuncture points near his temples.

"Deal." Said Bernard with a big smile on his face.

Viola cleared her throat, sat beside him and whispered: "Then should you tell Mr. Chu what's on the

phone?"

"His father said he should care about his marriage."

Bernard crossed his arms over his chest and smiled slyly.

Being afraid of being hated by him, she silently got away from him. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"You are kidding me!" With a gloomy face, Maynard thumped the table angrily.

Bernard picked up an apple from the fruit basket and said provocatively, "You can't drive me away

now."

In an instant, a murderous look was given off in Maynard's eyes.

On the other side, Viola was still on pins and needles, and she was afraid that they would have a fight

with her, so she tried her best to compose herself and said, "Mr. Chu, this is very important. Please see

how he has dealt with it, and how do you handle it?" Viola came to her senses and poked Bernard in

the arm.

"Don't worry. I have handled everything well." Bernard said mysteriously.

"You'd better be." Maynard said and gave him a deep look.

Because of the distance between them, Viola accidentally saw the light in Bernard's eyes. Her eyelids

twitched and she had a bad feeling. "I'll go first. Take your time."

Before she left, she gave him a hard kick to vent her anger. She ran away with satisfaction after seeing

him grimace.

The next morning, the rash on Viola's face disappeared. She was waken up by the ringing phone.

She washed and changed in a hurry. Then she ran to the most expensive French restaurant of A City

as she asked for leave.

Seeing the little girl bending over the transparent glass, she bent down and patted her on the shoulder

softly. "Baby, what do you want to see me about?"

The little girl turned around to see it was her, grabbed the corner of her clothes and said with sadness

on her little face, "Do you know what is the happiest and the most unfortunate thing in the world?"

Viola paused and asked, "What is it?"

"What makes me happy is that I have a handsome and rich dad. Unfortunately, my dad is on a blind

date with another woman." The little girl stared at the dining room with resentment in her eyes.

She had not yet got the chance to laugh at Maynard for he had ended up with a blind date. Noticing the

expression in her eyes, she took the opportunity to look in the direction of her eyes and was startled.

She saw Maynard, who was in a tidy suit, was talking with a hot woman with heavy makeup. One of

them had a ruthless face, and the other had a shy smile. They seemed to get along well in a short time.

"You call me here just to let me see them go on a blind date?"

"Ahahah..." The little girl bit her fingers and complained, "you don't know that the Witcher received a

call from grandpa last night and arranged many blind dates for daddy."

"I knew it!" said Viola, nodding her head. "Now that your daddy is willing to come, he should be happy

for it."

"My daddy was tricked to come here. And he was also troubled by those ugly gossips."

At the mention of this, the little girl's eyes turned red and almost burst into tears.

She felt sorry for Maynard. She squatted down and comforted the little girl, "Don't be sad. At worst, I'll

be here with you."

"Aunt Viola, please help me." The little girl suddenly grabbed her as if she was a life-saving straw.

Viola stepped back several times to dodge, "Well, I think I can't help you."

"Aunt Viola, as long as you help me and my dad perfect match up and don't give the Witcher the

chance to tell Grandpa, I will give you a big hug." The little girl blinked her big eyes, acting like a

spoiled child.

"You don't have to hug me. Why did you say it's you and your dad?"

"My Daddy told me to call you to help him." The little girl's eyes were filled with pleading. "As long as he

is not exposed."

A big smile crept on Viola's face. He took a look at the dining room, and then said against his

conscience, "I want to help him, but your daddy has a lot of good fortune in love affairs, so why should

he struggle?"

"Don't say that. Those women are ugly one by one, except for wealth." The little girl pouted.

Looking at the woman's heavy makeup for a while, Viola said with her tender voice, "She is quite ugly.

How many faces has your daddy taken and how many of them haven't met?"

"From this morning to now, there are 12 blind dates. I still have 300 blind dates." The little girl stretched

out her rosy hand to count the number with her slender fingers, and quickly held her leg, and said:

"Aunt Viola, please help me drive her away, please!"

"I don't think it's a good idea."

"If you don't help me achieve my goal, I will tell him everything about my little daddy." The little girl let

go of her hand, raised her chin and threatened her.

A cold shiver ran down her spine and her forehead was in a cold sweat. She pretended to be an idiot

and said: "What 'little daddy'? I don't know him."

"Really?" The little girl pointed to her fingers and smiled evilly. "I saw you entering the same area that

night."

Trying her best to suppress her impulse to slap herself, she almost cried out, "Don't be impulsive. Talk

to me calmly."

"Will you help me or not?" The little girl gave a cold snort.

Viola looked up at the sky, suddenly a sense of powerlessness came over her, then she stared at her, "I

helped you, are you sure you will keep this secret forever?"

"I'm sure." The little girl nodded.

Viola was still a little worried, "Sure?"

"Sure."

Looking at her resolute face, she could only reluctantly sigh. "Okay, I help you drive away those blind

dates, but if you lie to me, I'll tell the Witcher that it's you who made it."

"No problem." The little girl clapped her chest.

They had reached a consensus. Although Viola was unwilling to go inside, she still pulled the little girl

into the spinning glass door and walked in.

She sat at a table closest to Maynard's and gave a slight cough.

Maynard looked at her and then turned his sight to look out of the window as if nothing had happened.

Viola had a micro facelift, and she saw that the man on the blind date was seeing Maynard, and an

unknown liquid was even flowing from the corners of her mouth. Obviously, she was anthomaniac.

"Mr. Chu, what's your interest and hobbies?" The woman in the black dress wiped her mouth with the

handkerchief in a feigned soft voice.

"His hobby is fishing and his hobby is beating."

"Hit you?" The woman in black dress stood up suddenly and accidentally knocked over a cup. Her eyes

were filled with horror.

"She was just joking. I don't know her." Maynard nodded calmly, but his voice was filled with rare

tenderness.

"Oh, I see. You are so humorous, miss." The woman in a black dress came back to her senses. She

paused for a second when she saw the cheap clothes bought by Viola and smiled.

Clenching her fists, she glared at him.

"Do you like playing golf in normal times?" The woman in a black dress continued.

"No, he likes to hit Golgi."

Maynard covered his mouth with his hand and coughed.

"Who is he?" The little girl asked curiously.

"He's a brother of golf."

Maynard's shoulders trembled.