My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 215

"I said ......"

"Stop it!"

Morris was just about to patiently explain again and again, but Vivian didn't give him a chance, "Don't talk to me about insomnia, depression or anything like that. You're bullying me for being uneducated because you've studied more than me?"

She was furious, "Let me tell you, if it wasn't for the fact that Grandma was nicer to me, I would have called the police and arrested you for being a rapist. Based on all your previous crimes, it wouldn't be enough to shoot you ten times!"

Shameless scum.

Morris: ......

His face was as dark, and if he didn't like her, he would really keep her from seeing the sun tomorrow.

"What do I have to say for you to believe me?"

Morris breathed a secret sigh of relief, restraining his mind with amazing self-control.

Vivian pushed her away and waved her hand andswaggered away.

Watching her back as she left, he crossed his arms with one hand and pinched his brow with the other as he paced back and forth in the living room.

Now in this situation, Vivian didn't believe him at all, so it was useless for him to explain.

Vivian strolled idly through the old mansion alone, admiring the stunning view of the back garden of the old mansion.

Passing around the back garden and down the cobbled path, a bamboo forest lies beyond.

The autumn breeze, bamboo leaves rustling, yellowing leaves swaying with the wind, floating down to the ground, accumulating a thick layer of fallen leaves.

Standing on the cobblestone path, Vivian suddenly had a whim to take a selfie in such a beautiful bamboo forest.

She was holding her phone and wondering where to put it to take a picture, but she saw Morris walking over.

"What are you looking at? Come here and take my picture!"

Vivian scolded Morris in no good humor, being extraordinarily impatient with him.

In the past, Morris, who was used to people serving him, was not angry at Vivian’s words, but had a different feeling.

This woman was interesting, he thought, without realizing that it was because of his excessive fondness for her that everything was so enjoyable to him.

Morris walked over and took the phone from her hand.

Vivian carried her skirt and stepped into the bamboo forest with her high heels, but found that they tended to sink into the loose mud.

"It's a pain in the ass to be a woman."

She looked down at her heels and muttered with her head down, then she lift her leg and fling it, the heels under her feet flying straight out and landing next to Morris with a clatter.

Such a rude look fell into Morris' eyes, he raised his eyebrows, his stunning face tinged with a light smile, "Are you not afraid of sticking your feet with barefoot?"

"What's wrong with that? I used to go barefoot at home when I was a kid."

Vivian said, lifted her right foot, made a strong forward fling, black high heels from mid-air out of a parabola, right into the man's face.

"Hey, watch out!"

Seeing that the high heels were about to hit Morris, Vivian subconsciously shouted, and by the time her words fell, Morris had already easily caught the high heels.

Vivian snorted disdainfully and muttered, "Good, but what is the use? I can’t even fight you.. Annoying!"

She had been a little more skilled, she would have held Morris down and beaten him up to take out her anger.

Vivian stood in the bamboo forest as Morris once again acted as a cameraman, professionally taking pictures of her.

After taking a few shots, Vivian, who had lost all interest, sat down on a rock in the bamboo forest, which was next to an artificial rockery and a stone sculpture.

When Morris saw her sitting on a rock and tapping her feet, he carried her heels and walked into the bamboo forest and sat beside her.

As he had just sat down next to her, Vivian's unkind eyes glared over, "Who told you to sit? Stay away from me!"

Right now, she didn't want to be alone with Morris at all.

Morris held back again and again, finally couldn't suppress his anger, turned slightly sideways, that handsome face tinted with a little indifference, "If I leave when you tell me to, isn't it very humiliating?"

"You're not leaving, are you? Fine, I'll leave if you don't!"

Vivian slapped a slap on a certain part of the artificial rockery, got up, and wanted to walk over to the boulder on the right, but after she had just taken a few steps, suddenly she was to fall down.

From the moment she rose, Morris kept his gaze on her, and when he saw her sudden descent, he rushed forward with a swift movement and grabbed her hand.

But Vivian's downward force was so great that it brought Morris straight down.

With darkness in front of her eyes, Vivian only felt a stumble and slide, before landing steeply and vertically and hitting the ground with a thud.

The moment she fell, instead of waiting for that bone-chilling pain, she pressed into a soft body.

Morris murmured.

In the darkness, Vivian reached out, which made sure that it was during the vertical fall that Morris, in an amazing reflex, held her in his arms and took all the danger by himself.

Also, he didn't even seem to consider what could be under the ground or if there was any danger.

Thinking about it this way, Vivian couldn't help but feel a little touched in her heart.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

Vivian asked while running her hand over his face, running it down his cheek to his nose and feeling his breath.

"I will not die."

Morris broke her hand away and pulled out his phone, turning on his flashlight and looking around for the first time.

But the underground chamber was too wide, and the cell phone light was simply not enough to illuminate everything clearly.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a basement, I almost died here."

Vivian reached out and rubbed her knee, she had just fallen down, and her knee had knocked on the ground and it hurt.

"This secret room is unknown even to Grandma."

Morris reached for his cell phone, ready to call for help, but it didn't have any signal at all!

"No signal?"

Vivian guessed it, and she sighed, "Falling down from above, stumbling, and coming down vertically for several seconds, it was at least twenty to thirty meters deep. If it wasn't for the sloping downward spout, which added cushioning, I'm afraid I would have died here."

When she first fell, she was overly nervous but didn't feel any discomfort.

Instead, after a moment's reprieve, she felt pain everywhere, especially in her legs, which hurt badly.

Vivian knew very well in her heart that if she even felt pain all over her body, then Morris was even less well off.

"I'm here, don't worry."

Morris comforted Vivian, and shining flashlight on her, "Do you have any injury?"

Vivian sat on the floor, curling her legs and couldn't help but mutter, "My legs hurt."

Morris reached up and lifted her skirt, only then did he see that her knee was injured, bleeding, and already swollen.