Can't stop loving you

Chapter 215 Have An Abortion

And when she did not notice, Sandra's face has already been very bad.

At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside. Earl Lan came in with his suit coat in the

right hand and a handkerchief in the left hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. "Why is it so hot

today?"

"The weather forecast said it would rain at about five o'clock this afternoon. It was not so hot then."

Sandra said casually.

Earl Lan nodded. He saw several cups of yellow medicine on the table, walked over, picked it up and

smelled it.

"Is this a cup of cold tea? You're thirsty. Drink some water slowly. " Before anyone could react, he held

the glass and took a sip.

Viola accidentally looked up and saw it. Her face changed. It was too late when she was about to stop

him.

"It's so bitter. What the hell is it?"

Looking pale, Earl Lan covered his neck with his hands, as if he was about to vomit, but he could not

vomit. Later, a bitter feeling spread in his mouth. He ran to rinse his mouth as quickly as he could.

Suddenly, Viola felt a little lucky that she hadn't taken that medicine.

"Look, isn't he still alive?" Sandra withdrew her sight and handed the soup to her. "Mrs. Chu, hurry up."

Viola forced a smile which was worse than crying, picked up her white bag, and rushed out of the door

bypassing her.

She had witnessed the destructive power of Sandra, and she was afraid of being destroyed, Viola ran

back to her own house and took out the key to open the door.

When she saw that Ann was feeding the adorable rabbit, she felt so grieved and indignant. She leaned

over and gently coaxed, "Ann, let's give the rabbit to someone else. It's such a waste of food every

day."

Every time she saw it, she was extremely jealous.

"You have disappeared for days. How dare you say that?" Turning around to take a look at her, Ann

handed over a piece of food to the rabbit in his arms and said expressionlessly, "Tell me. Have you

thought about what I asked you last time?"

Viola tried to muddle through and said, "Actually, I don't really remember. I don't have any memory at

all."

She chuckled, hoping him forget it.

"You can go out now and tell me when you make up your mind." Ann didn't excuse her.

Viola didn't know what to do.

Just then, they heard the sound of wind blowing the leaves and the rainstorm.

Viola was startled by the sound. She remembered that she had made an appointment with Maynard,

but she didn't expect that she would come out

Hearing the sound of the rain hitting the glass outside the window, Viola felt desperate. She scratched

her hair, racked her brains and finally chose to take an umbrella.

Viola looked everywhere in the room and finally found an umbrella. She pushed the door open and

walked out, and the rain splashed on her face.

A little scared, she clenched her fists and mustered up all her courage to run downstairs. After that, she

opened the umbrella and stepped on the wet water to the side of the road.

When she saw a taxi on the roadside, she waved to stop it. But because of the heavy rain, all the taxi

passed her, and none of them was willing to stop.

Viola was so anxious that she stood still.

"Silly woman, how long will you stay there?" Ann walked to her with a small cyan umbrella. There was

a flash of worry in his eyes, "The road on rainy day is slippery. Come back with me."

"But..." Viola hesitated.

"Hurry up. I don't want to catch a cold." Ann said as he held Viola's clothes and walked towards home. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Viola went home with him.

She put the umbrella on the corridor outside. Water dripped down the tip of the umbrella and wet the

ground.

She closed the door to isolate most of the rain sound.

She fidgetily scratched her hair and sat down on the sofa, wearing a sad face.

"If you are in a hurry to meet someone, just call him." Ann came out of the kitchen with a box of

yoghurt. He rolled his eyes and said, "Silly."

On a second thought, Viola agreed with him. She patted her head, took out her hand from her bag and

dialed Maynard's number.

After a while, Maynard didn't answer the phone. She didn't believe it, so she dialed it again. However,

she still couldn't get through.

She could do nothing about it. After checking a number in the contact list, she called Jennifer.

She had meant to ask Jennifer to tell Maynard about her, but Jennifer's phone had not been answered.

Viola put the phone on the table, her shoulders falling down. She looked desperate.

She lay in bed alone, staring at the ceiling above her head for a whole night. During this time, she didn't

dare to sleep, even if she was too sleepy.

The rain finally stopped at six o'clock in the morning. She rushed out to grab a taxi, and returned to the

villa before seven o'clock.

She went into Maynard's bedroom to look for him as soon as she entered, but she didn't see anyone

inside.

She ran to the study and opened the door, but there was nobody.

When Viola saw Miss Wu coming out of the kitchen, she hurried to her and asked, "Miss Wu, have you

seen Mr. Chu?"

"Yes, Mr. Chu is on his way to work." The servant wiped her hands on the apron. When she raised her

head, she found that Viola had disappeared without a trace.

When she ran out of the residential area, Viola suddenly didn't dare to face Maynard and was hesitant.

She finally gave up her idea of going to the Chu Group to see him.

With her chin resting on one hand, Viola sighed with a dull look in her eyes, "Alas."

At the same time, Jennifer and Bernard looked at each other. When they saw the confusion in each

other's eyes, they quickly looked away and started their own business.

Sitting in a daze for the whole morning, Viola was completely out of state of mind.

She didn't come to her senses until someone knocked on the table in front of her.

"Miss Qi, Mr. Chu asks you to a place with us. He will wait for you there." The bodyguard bowed to her

and made a gesture of invitation.

Viola nodded. Holding the idea she had explained to Maynard clearly, she left with her bag and the

bodyguard.

However, when she stood outside the hospital, she stopped with uncertainty. "Are you sure we are

here?"

"Yes." The bodyguard lowered his head in a low voice. Nobody could tell from his face under the

sunglasses that there was no sign of emotion.

Viola cleared her throat and asked worriedly, "Is Mr. Chu ill?"

"You'll know when you get inside," The bodyguard made a gesture of invitation again, obviously not

willing to say more.

Viola thought what he said made sense, so she followed in without hesitation. When she got inside,

she saw that the nurses and doctors on the first floor were standing separately. To her surprise, there

was not a single patient.

Somehow, she was filled with unprecedented panic, which made her at a loss.

When Viola arrived at the second floor and saw Maynard at the corridor outside the operating room,

she walked up to him in embarrassment. "Mr. Chu..."

Before she had finished apologizing, she was interrupted by Maynard, who was ice cold, and said

sternly, "Have an abortion."

"What did you say?" Viola was confused.

"Have an abortion." Maynard stared at her, and his cold and deep facial expression was tight.

With her face turning pale, Viola looked incredibly at the man who was so different from her. After

coming to herself, she raised her hand and slapped him.