My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 198 The Pissed-Off Morris

So, Morris liked her back in Liangchuan?

In Liangchuan, there's a flood, she's washed away, and Morris went down the flood to find her despite

the danger because he cared about her, not because Madame Cheal liked her enough that he risked

his life to save her!

She looked at the photo in a daze, and when Morris retracted his gaze, he noticed Vivian was looking

at the one in his phone.

Just as Morris was about to speak, Vivian suddenly looked up, held the phone up in front of him, and

questioned, "When did you fall for me?"

Very sudden question that caught the man off guard.

He frowned slightly, his dark eyes sweeping over the photo before his eyes finally fell on Vivian,

thinking thoughtfully, "At the time of the fire at the Exquisite Chamber? Or perhaps, even earlier."

Instead of hiding his fondness for her, Morris confessed it.

Vivian recalled the day she was brought home by the people the Lee family sent to kill her and set fire

to her home, and that night, it was Morris who rushed into the fire scene to save her despite the

danger.

That day was the 9th day after her miscarriage.

It was also less than half a month after his engagement to Yoona.

Vivian's face was as gloomy as she threw the phone into his arms and cursed angrily, ''Morris, you're a

complete scum, shameless! No wonder you were willing to take me in at the Night apartment before.

Did you do something to me after I fell asleep?"

Morris: "I ......"

"What? No wonder you often gave me milk at night, and that milk smelt strange. There must be a lot of

ecstasy in it, right? Can't you get enough of Yoona? You're going to hurt me while I'm sleeping? You're

so energetic, aren't you afraid you'll die in bed one day? Scumbag, Fuck you!"

Vivian scolded, raised her hand and slapped directly in Morris’ face.

Then with a cold grunt, she got up and put on her shoes and walked away without looking back.

The man's cheek was punched sideways. He raised a hand to ruffle the messy hair on his forehead,

looking at the back of the woman who had left in a rage, his brow twisted.

Was this damn woman emboldened by his fondness for her?

What did he say wrong?

The time he liked her may have been before the fire, but it was after he returned from Liangchuan

when Morris really realized he was in love with her.

If he hadn't gotten drunk once and 'had sex' with Yoona and she was pregnant; if his grandmother

hadn't wanted to have a great-grandson, Morris would have only broken off his engagement with Yoona

a long time ago.

And precisely because of the marriage contract, he had never done anything to Vivian.

That glass of milk smelt weird simply because of the sleep aid that was put in it, which was prescribed

by the doctor.

But she thought it was ecstasy!

When had he ever suffered such humiliation? Morris got up and kicked the side of the bed, "FUCK!"

and went down the hill.

Halfway up the mountain, on the parking lot, Trent and a few men had been waiting here all night.

They saw Vivian, who was full of anger, come down, and then saw their Boss walking down, and Trent

hurriedly greeted him.

"Boss, good morning ......"

Trent stood in front of Morris and frowned tightly halfway through his sentence, "Why do you have red

marks on your face, like you were hit ......"

"Looking for death?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp gaze from Morris shot over, a look full of stern and cold

intent, startling Trent, and he jerked back a few steps and smiled sarcastically, "Boss, I'll go up to clean

up the bed first."

Trent ran up the mountain in a flash, afraid that if he would lose his life if he was a minute later.

It wasn't until the roar of a motorcycle sounded behind him that he stopped in his tracks and stood on

the steps, gazing at Morris as he rode down the hill on his motorcycle.

The smile was gone from his playful face, replaced by a sad face.

He had been working for Morris for more than ten years and witnessed him step by step to where he

was today, it was that initial tenacity that had made Morris what he was today.

Few people can shake his position.

Many women had thrown themselves at him, but he was unmoved, and some had even used

underhanded means to climb into his bed, all ending in tragedy.

But Vivian was a special case.

What Trent feared the most was that this kind of specialness would become weakness for his own boss

in the future, and would cause him to fall down!

Despite Trent's repeated reminders, he didn't dare to interfere too much in the matter of his Boss's

relationship.

Down the hill.

Morris caught up with Vivian, and ordered in a cold voice, "Get on."

Vivian didn't even look at Morris and continued walking towards the mountain.

As she walked, the man followed slowly beside her.

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Vivian finally got furious and turned around, glaring angrily at Morris, pointing one hand at his face, and

placing the other on her arm, "Morris, want to fight, do you?"

A bit of helplessness surfaced on Morris’ handsome face, "Get on, and we go home."

"Home? Heh, are you sure it's not a kinky den there? The first time I went to your house, I bumped into

you playing with a few women. You have a lot of energy, aren't you afraid of catching a disease?"

Vivian slapped her head with a sudden realization, her face suddenly became miserable white, "It's

over, it's over, I have to go to the hospital now for a gynecological examination or something, in case I

contract HIV or something, I'll be ruined in your hands for the rest of my life."

The more she spoke, the more agitated she became, reaching out and pointing her hand angrily at

Morris, jumping in anger, "Scumbag, if I catch a disease, I'll drag you with me to the grave!"

Faced with her reckless and arrogant look, Morris finally couldn't bear it anymore, clutching her hand

that was pointing at him and bringing her violently into his arms.

Vivian was caught off guard and lunged towards him, and Morris immediately reached around her waist

and picked her up hard so that she was riding face to face with him on the motorcycle.

He pinned her down smoothly and leaned in close.

"Morris, you give me ......"

"Shut up!"

Vivian wanted to say something else, but when Morris gave rebuke, she shrank back like a frightened

bird and fell silent.

"Listen to me, I'm only going to say this once today."

With one hand on the motorcycle and one hand cupping Vivian's chin, Morris grimaced and said word

for word, "Between me and Yoona, it was just an accidental when I was drunk. Other than her, the only

woman I've ever touched is you! Also, I'm not as beastly as you think, I don't pounce on a woman

randomly when I see one!"

He suppressed his emotions, and his sentences were powerful with a vaguely eerie chill.

"Who believes you? When I was pretending to be ugly, so ugly that I couldn't even look at myself, and

you still had the sexual interest to sleep with me, isn't that called being horny?"

Vivian was upset and scolded again, ''I even suspect that you are an animal that only thinks about the

lower half of your body, pure 'beast'! And what do you mean only sleeping with Yoona once? Are you

the King of Sperm? You got her pregnant by only one sex? With this luck, it's a pity you don't buy

lottery tickets, or do you make your fortune all by bragging?"