My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 84

"It's like drinking too much. You can't drink well, so drink less in the future."

Because she lived in Morris' house, Vivian's attitude towards him had improved.

Morris nodded slightly. "Ok."

He walked to the desk, sat down, and asked, "Did I do anything after I was drunk?"

"Anything?"

Vivian thought for a moment and remembered that he had forced a kiss on her when she entered the room. She deliberately asked, "Have you forgotten who helped you into the room?"

Morris raised his hand to touch his nose and seriously thought about it. He said, "I barely remember... It was Yoona.

"Well..."

Vivian replied with a "well", drawl the ending. Then, she nodded and said, "That's all right."

It seemed that he really had thought of her as Yoona at that time.

In that case, it meant that he was reliable.

Vivian decided to stay as long as she could because she could save a lot of money and ensure that she could sleep well every night. After all, in the future, the Lee Family would spare no effort to make her suffer.

As long as she didn't die, her adoptive parents would be safe and sound.

She was very sure that with her current status as Madame Cheal's nominal granddaughter, they would not dare to hurt her adoptive parents.

But if she died, her adoptive parents wouldn't be safe.

It was precisely because of this that Vivian wanted to live a good life to make the Lee Family regret!

She closed the door of the study and returned to the bedroom. After playing with her phone for a while, it was already four o'clock in the morning before she fell asleep.

It was the next day.

At seven o'clock, Vivian woke up on time.

After washing up, she walked out of the bedroom and smelt a delicious fragrance.

Her stomach made a sound.

Seeing Morris in the dining room, she stretched herself and walked to the dining room. "What are you eating? Why didn't you call me?"

There was only a sandwich and a glass of milk on the table for breakfast.

Vivian was stunned and asked Morris who was sitting beside her, "Why don't I have one?"

Morris ate alone.

"Yours is in the kitchen."

Morris picked up the sandwich and ate it elegantly.

Vivian walked into the kitchen suspiciously and saw that there was a bowl of meat porridge and two eggs.

She took out the food and sat opposite Morris. She asked, "Which restaurant did you order it? Do they deliver breakfast so early?"

She always thought that only a small shop would open in the morning. But what she ate was obviously not something from a small shop.

After all, Morris didn't want to buy something at a low price.

"If you don't want to eat, you can put it down."

Morris shot her a sharp glance, his eyes filled with displeasure.

Vivian, on the other hand, understood what he meant was that he wanted her to keep quiet.

"Sure, of course, I want to eat. I won’t say anymore."

Then she began to eat.

However, as she ate, Vivian still couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "Wow, that's amazing. This meat porridge is really delicious. Do you want to try it?"

She scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it directly to Morris. "This is the best I've ever tasted."

The dining table of the apartment was not very wide. Vivian leaned forward slightly and gave the spoon to Morris.

His chewing paused slightly, and his looked at Vivian with complicated emotions. They looked at each other for a moment, and nobody knew what they were thinking.

Seeing that he was stunned for a moment, Vivian suddenly understood. "Oh, you suffer from mysophobia. You definitely won't use the spoon I used."

After that, she took the spoon back and was about to put it into her mouth.

However, at that time, Morris grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward. He leaned over, and ate the porridge in the spoon.

His movements were gentle and elegant.

Then, he released Vivian's hand.

And then, it was Vivian who was stunned for a long time. "You... you are obsessional about cleanliness. Why do you eat what I have eaten?"

She was so shocked with her mouth wide open.

"I just want to get used to it in advance."

He said casually.

Vivian was confused. "Get used to it in advance?"

Morris glanced at her with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "When your identity is announced on grandma's birthday celebration, you will live in the Cheal's Mansion. At that time, we will have meals together every day. So I should get used to it in advance?"

"Oh, that's true."

Domestic people didn't use public chopsticks now. If they ate at a dinner table together every day and the dishes touched by her chopsticks were eaten by Morris, it meant that Morris ate something she had touched.

Therefore, it was reasonable to get used to it in advance.

"How do you like it? Does it taste good?"

Vivian didn't think much about what had just happened. She tilted her head and asked Morris with an expectant expression.

"It's ok."

Morris drank the porridge and slowly said the two words.

Hearing what he said, Vivian looked unhappy. She frowned unhappily, snorted disdainfully, "You rich people really have a lot of delicious food to eat. The porridge is so delicious, but you say it's okay."

The arrogant man was really picky.

Morris glanced at the porridge in Vivian's bowl and frowned, not saying a word.

The bowl was so big and was filled with more than half a bowl of porridge. Vivian finished it quickly and said. "Well, I'm so full."

She ate up the porridge and took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.

"Drink this."

Just as she lowered her head to wipe her mouth, Morris handed her milk with his slender fingers and said.

Vivian was stunned. "Why are you suddenly so nice to me? Morris, are you in love with me?"

"It will be a waste to throw it away."

He said calmly and got up. He left the dining room and said "Clean up the table."

"Ah!"

The corners of Vivian's mouth twitched. She touched her slightly hot cheeks, feeling embarrassed.

He suddenly treated her well. She thought that Morris was interested in her. It turned out that he just couldn't drink anymore and treated her good!

Vivian rolled her eyes and picked up the milk to drink. She packed up the bowls and put them into the kitchen to wash.

By the time everything was finished, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. Vivian packed up and was about to go out.

Coincidentally, Morris also walked out.

They looked at each other speechlessly and entered the elevator.

A bell tinkled.

After the elevator door closed, Morris glanced sideways at Vivian. "Where are you going?"

"Go to work."

"Which company?"

"Of course..."

Vivian wanted to say it was Issac's company, but when she thought of Morris' rejection of Issac the day before, she said, "I just sent my resume. I'm going to apply for a job."

"It's good to find a job. I'll arrange for you to work in the Eonothem Group after grandma's birthday."

"Ah?"