My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 200 Your Boss is Going to Die

Seeing her about to leave, Morris took her hand, "If you don't believe me, I can take you to the hospital

for a checkup."

"Do you think I would believe you? Who are you? The CEO of Eonothem Group is so powerful that

even if you stomp your foot anywhere in the country, you will make it shake three times, not to mention

L City. Who wouldn't obey you? Have you done less of this kind of thing?"

Vivian turned back, her eyes stored with murderous intent staring straight at him with a snarl of rage.

A statement left Morris speechless.

What he had done made it difficult for Vivian to trust in him.

Vivian struggled for a bit, but he didn't let go, she got even angrier, "I told you to let go!"

In that moment, a feeling of powerlessness welled up in Morris’ heart.

He clearly felt Vivian's anger.

She was naturally extra angry when she mistakenly believed that he had vilely drugged her and done

something untoward to her while she was unconscious.

Morris was at a loss for words.

Vivian shook off his hand, snorted coldly, and left straight away.

Walking outside the living room, she slammed the glass door hard, perhaps with too much force, and

the tempered glass door exploded with a thud and shattered in response, splattering glass scraps all

over the floor.

Without looking back, she got into the elevator and went downstairs.

Morris raised a hand to ruffle his hair in annoyance, looked down at the bottle of sleeping pills in his

hand, and tossed them straight into the trash!

Just as Morris was drowning in anger, his phone rang. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Picking up his phone, Philip's name jumped on the screen.

He picked up the phone, "What?"

"Morris, it's been a while since we've worked out. Arlo is asking to go to the boxing gym together at

noon, are you free?"

What happened at the wedding scene yesterday was known to them, but they only knew the first half of

what the video played, and only Morris and Vivian, as well as Issac knew about Yoona being raped.

As good friends, Arlo, Danny, and Philip were worried that Morris was in a bad mood because of

yesterday's incident, so they asked Morris to come out to play boxing and vent his anger.

"Okay. Ten o'clock, see you at the usual place." Morris agreed readily.

......

Vivian left the night apartment and temporarily found a hotel to stay in.

Because of the lessons learned from her last rental, she was concerned about the recent unstable

situation and was not going to rush into renting a house.

She lied in bed, and the face of Morris occurred to her brain.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

Finally she went downstairs for breakfast, bought two bottles of wine, and drank alone in her room.

She hadn't drunk much, but she felt sleepy and lay down on the bed for some sleep.

10:00 AM.

Morris drove to the private kickboxing gym in L City.

He saw a couple of friends in the living room as he entered.

Philip, dressed in a sassy white suit, walked up to Morris with a joyful smile, "Morris, you're here on

time. You never wanted to marry Yoona before, but now that you've withdrawn from the marriage, are

you in an enlightened mood?"

"Actually, what happened yesterday wasn't a bad thing." Arlo was wearing a tank top and sweatpants,

clutching two dumbbells in his hands as he moved his muscles.

Danny nodded quite agreeably, "There are two sides to everything. As for that woman called Vivian, I

think she ......"

"Ahem!"

"Cough cough!"

As Danny had just said one word, Philip and Arlo coughed, frantically imploring him to shut up and stop

talking.

Danny didn't know those things that happened between Vivian and Morris, so he asked, "What do you

mean? Vivian escaped away? Or is it that Vivian also likes Morris, so she deliberately sabotaged the

wedding scene yesterday?"

Danny, who had gone abroad for a while, knew nothing about what had happened recently.

Not to mention that he came back late and they didn't have time to tell him a lot of things.

He naturally spoke without much concern.

Danny was the eldest of the four, a year older than Morris, but not as composed as Morris.

By and large, he ran an entertainment company and had an innately spontaneous nature.

"Today, no women talk."

Morris walked towards the locker room, speaking, "Danny, it's been a while since we've sparred, let's

practice together."

"Yeah, I was thinking of that."

Clueless Danny got up and went straight to the dressing room to change his clothes.

It was a private sports hall for the friends, with a special changing room inside, and clothes for several

of them.

Sitting in the hall, Arlo shook his head and Philip smacked his lips, "Arlo, do you think we should order

a coffin for Danny in advance?"

"Let's call the ambulance first, there might be a chance of his survival."

Arlo teased while pulling out a cigarette from the cigarette case, sitting leisurely on the sofa and

smoking it.

A few minutes later, both Morris and Danny changed into their boxing gym clothes, put on their

headgear and gloves, and got into the boxing ring.

Below them sat two spectators, Philip and Arlo, with a plate of watermelon and melon seeds on the

tabletop, watching rather comfortably from the sidelines.

Five minutes later, in the boxing ring, Danny was knocked to the ground, covering his bleeding nose

and sighing, "Morris, you're playing for real, huh?"

Without a word, Morris walked up to him and slammed his fist down.

Luckily, Danny was extremely skilled and rolled on the spot to avoid Morris’ punch, then he stood up,

"Then don't blame me for being ungracious."

He attacked Morris with a left hook to the face, which Morris easily avoided, and the two men grappled

again.

Ten minutes later, Danny was lying on the ground holding his head, wailing, "Ouch, crap, Morris, it's

just for fun, you don't want to kill me."

"Get the fuck up!"

Morris picked him up by his shirt, grabbed the man up, and continued the fight.

Twenty minutes later, Danny was clutching his head in the ring, trying to jump off the stage, but Morris

just wouldn't give it a chance but continued to beat him up.

Danny, who had been swollen by the beat, cried out tearlessly, "Arlo, Philip, are you two blind? If you

don't save me, I will die."

The two people sitting on the stage, Arlo and Philip, were holding melons in their hands, looking at

each other, and 'chatting feverishly'.

Arlo: "Gee, it's a nice day."

Philip: "Yeah, yeah, it's really nice in fall."

Arlo: "It's a pity not to go out and play in this weather."

Philip: "Yeah, yeah, go out sometime."

The two men talked nonsense, ignoring Danny's pleas for help in the boxing ring.

It was like they did not hear him.