My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 116

There was so much movement that even the cuts on her arms hurt.

Seeing her wrinkling her little face and wailing in pain, Morris' cold, hard heart finally melted and did not reprimand her again.

Instead, he allowed her to snatch the ring from his hand, clutching it as if it were a rare treasure.

"You, like him a lot?"

Morris asked, hesitantly.

Vivian looked up at Morris, not understanding where this scumbag got the confidence to dislike Issac so much.

But anyway, she needed to rely on the power of the Cheal family now and had to spend time with Morris, but fearing that Morris might have covetous thoughts about her, she said, "Well, yes. Is there a problem?"

"So fond of climbing high and even like Issac?"

His brow knitted, a little anger tinting his brow.

In L City, everyone knows that Issac is a playboy who played with countless women and spends his days in the flirtatious world.

This woman was really bold.

"Morris, you're just my godbrother, not my real brother. What does it matter to you who I like? Don't think that just because you saved my life, you can flaunt your authority over me, and tell me what to do!"

Vivian glared at him, teasingly.

More or less disgruntled at her heart!

In any case, Issac was her brother, and even if his character wasn't too good, he wasn't scum to the extent that Morris said he was.

The man's handsome face was chilled, and his long fingers hooked her chin, leaning down slightly as he warned, "As long as you are related to Grandma, you are a member of my family. I will not allow you to be with Issac and dishonor the family."

"It's your business if you don't allow it, I'll talk to Grandma later. Humph."

Vivian shook off Morris' hand, then lay down on the bed in exasperation, no longer paying attention to Morris.

It didn't take long for her to finish the injection, and Vivian lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, but with no cell phone or anything, she was bored and simply going crazy.

She glanced at Morris and saw that he had gotten a laptop and was playing with it.

Then said, "Hey, ...... brother, you have a laptop, can I borrow your phone?"

If she did not need help, she called him Morris, if she needed help, she called her brother!

Vivian's usual style was already well known to Morris.

The man's deep eyes swept a glance at Vivian and glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of the notebook, it was already two o'clock late at night.

She wasn't sleepy yet.

The man was still angry, but now his hardened heart softened.

Carrying the laptop, he got up and walked over to her, "Move over there."

"What are you doing?"

"There's a new movie that came on recently, so let's watch it together." He said.

"Okay, good, I just couldn't sleep."

Vivian nodded her head and moved to the left, reaching out to pat the bed on the left, "You lie here, the bed is big, it's not crowded to have two people in."

Morris was in a suit, and he looked composed, handsome.

He went to the sofa and took a cushion, sat next to Vivian, clicked on a video of science fiction, and paid to watch it.

However, not long after, Vivian shook her head, "I don't want to see this."

"So what do you want to see?"

"Jurassic Park or Rise of the Apes, Transformers 5, Avatar, I'm super into that."

Vivian really loved these movies and carried a lot of memories, but the one that stuck out the most was Transformers 5.

Because Transformers 5 was the first 3D movie she went to the cinema to see with her first love, it was memorable and nostalgic.

First Love, on the other hand, was doubly dizzy because he wasn't used to 3D movies, even long after he left the cinema.

Without thinking much about it, Morris searched for a random movie and watched it with Vivian.

The two leaned against the bed, shoulder to shoulder, sitting together in a rare moment of peace, watching a movie, not arguing, not rejecting each other.

"You see, Caesar is awesome and can talk."

It was the Rise of the Apes 1 and the best part was when Caesar could talk and then rose to the occasion.

"Yes."

Morris responded, glancing at Vivian beside him as a subtle sentiment inexplicably welled up in his heart.

He would rarely watch movies.

Since he was already short of time due to his busy schedule, he didn't have time to watch the movie.

Suddenly, he actually felt that it was good to have some free time to watch a movie.

But what he failed to realize was that it was best to watch movies with people you want to spend time with.

The movie was two hours long and when it almost finished, he felt weight on his shoulders and inclined his head to find Vivian asleep against his shoulder.

And at this point, it's 4:30.

He closed the laptop and raised his hand to hold her cheek, wanting her to lie down, but as soon as he touched her cheek, it would feel extraordinarily hot.

Morris touched Vivian's forehead, and sure enough, she had a fever.

Holding her head, he carefully made her lie down, but Vivian still woke up.

"Well ...... why did I fall asleep?"

Vivian looked at Morris beside her and muttered in a daze.

"Go to bed, it's late."

Morris didn't say anything about her fever, just covered her with a thin blanket, patted her shoulder, and told her to sleep.

Not long after, she fell asleep before Morris went to the doctor on duty.

The doctor told Vivian to drink fever-reducing medicine.

Morris took the potion and patted the sleeping Vivian, "Vivian, wake up."

He tapped her shoulder, but Vivian didn't respond.

Anxious, Morris placed the medicine on the table and sat beside her holding her shoulders so she could lean into his arms, "Silly girl, wake up and take your medicine."

He patted his hand on her cheek, but Vivian, who was feverishly confused, just closed her eyes and mumbled dizzily.

Her voice was so small that Morris couldn't hear what she was saying.

"Here, open your mouth and drink the medicine."

He took the medicine, passed it to her mouth and fed it.

She frowned, "It's so bitter, no ...... no ...... "

She muttered a few words, her head resting limply on Morris' shoulder, breathless and burned out.

Morris fed her again, but she closed her mouth, unwilling to drink again.

The man was helpless, looking at the blackened medicine in the cup, hesitating for a long time, finally taking a sip, holding it in his mouth, putting the cup down, then reaching out to pinch Vivian's cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth as he leaned down and covered her lips, feeding the medicine directly into her mouth.

She struggled subconsciously, but Morris gagged her mouth and forced her to drink it.

Finally, after four sips of feeding, the medicine was finally finished.

Worried that Vivian felt bitter after drinking the medicine, Morris took another sip of warm boiled water and feed it to her mouth in the same way until she drank it down bit by bit before he was relieved to let her lie down.