My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 90 Trent Is Kind to Me

He remembered that she had not slept well in the past two days. Unwilling to disturb her, he took a

blanket and threw it on her, and then went to the study.

Though it was a very light move, Vivian was waken up by the blanket thrown at her.

She opened her eyes and instantly felt much better.

Resting for a while, she went to the bathroom to take a bath and change clothes. Then she took a book

from the study and lay on the sofa to read.

It seemed not long before Morris came out of the study. When he saw that she was still reading, he

directly put the book away. "It's two o'clock in the morning. Go to sleep." Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

His commanding tone was very similar to that of a big brother's serious attitude toward younger sister.

"Give it back to me!"

Vivian was absorbed in the book when the book was taken away from her hand. She glared at Morris

unhappily.

"Aren't you going to Lansing tomorrow?"

The man put the book behind his back and reminded her.

"It won't affect me. I can get up."

"Go to sleep."

Morris' face was cold. Without further ado, he took the book and returned to his room.

"Mor..."

Before she could finish her words, the door of his room slammed shut.

Vivian couldn't help but mutter, "F*ck you! You're an overbearing and selfish man."

Without the book, she suddenly felt very bored. Then she remembered the name of the book, so she

used her mobile phone to search for the book, found the location where she had stopped, and then

continue to read it.

Time passed quickly in reading. It was already four or five o'clock. She was so sleepy that she couldn't

lift her eyelids and fell asleep on the sofa.

Morris walked to the sofa and stood there for a while. He couldn't help but feel puzzled when he saw

Vivian sleeping on the sofa.

Did she sleep for such a short time every day?

He didn't think much about it and carried her back to the bedroom.

He gently put her on the bed and looked at her sleeping soundly. She was like a quiet and lovely kitten,

which was very likable.

She was so quiet and was not as threatening as before. Others would only think she was cute.

"Hm..."

Morris raised his hand and flicked her hair off her face. However, as soon as his fingertips touched

Vivian's cheek, she brushed his hand away.

Then she hugged him tightly like an octopus, found a comfortable position, and continued with her

sleep.

Morris lay beside her and looked at her quietly. He looked into her face, from her eyebrows to her red

lips. Finally, he couldn't help bending over and kissing her red lips.

Desire was hard to restrain.

Her lips were soft, cool, and sweet.

He could not help being trapped.

Sensing the physiological change, the man immediately moved away and stopped kissing.

He always felt like he was drawing fire on himself.

She clearly had the same face as Yoona, but why couldn't he have any interest in Yoona?

He somewhat clung to Vivian's unique body fragrance. That kind of aura was very familiar, making him

relaxed, comfortable, and content.

He held her in his arms and let her sleep for a while. It was not until she was breathing evenly and slept

very deeply that the man let go of her and left the bedroom awkwardly.

He still needed to keep a distance from her. Otherwise, Morris would find it hard to believe that he

could not control himself repeatedly when facing Vivian.

The uncontrollable physiological reaction made Morris very uncomfortable.

The next day.

Just like a few days ago, when Vivian got up at seven o'clock, Morris had already got up.

He sat in the dining room and had breakfast. Vivian glanced at the delicious food on the table and

sniffed the fragrance of the whole living room. She only poured a glass of boiled water.

In the dining room, Morris glanced at her. "Come and eat."

Vivian stood to the side, drinking water and shaking her head. "No, I'm not going to eat."

She had porridge during the last two days. It actually cost 300 dollars each.

If she had it again today, it would be another 300 dollars!

It was too expensive for her to afford.

"Grumble..."

At this time, Vivian's stomach began to rumble. Feeling a little embarrassed, she touched her belly and

immediately turned to sit on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing her embarrassment, the man couldn't help laughing. "I won't charge you."

"Won't charge?"

Hearing that he said he wouldn't charge her, Vivian's eyes lit up. She immediately put down the cup

and walked up to Morris. She asked, "Will you really not charge?"

She really had no money to pay Morris.

In particular, she couldn't afford an expensive meal like that.

"No."

"Hey, brother, you're so kind."

Vivian, who had just made a good deal, smiled awkwardly and called him "brother" as if she had wiped

her mouth with honey. Then, she sat opposite Morris and looked down at the porridge in the bowl.

"What porridge is it today?"

"The pork porridge."

"It's exactly what I want."

She happily scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, blew it, and tasted it. "It's nice."

She chewed carefully and tasted the fragrant porridge. She sighed, "Who made this porridge? It's so

nice. Is it expensive? Can I afford it?"

"It's expensive."

Morris was also eating pork porridge. He sat opposite her and replied lightly.

The word "expensive" was enough to indicate how dear the porridge was.

Vivian thought the thing expensive in Morris words were two hundred percent affordable for her.

"By the way, I won't be back for half a month. You can live a quiet life by yourself."

She scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew it, and said to Morris.

She thought to himself, "Morris doesn't like me at all. He will be sure to have a good time during the

half month when I am away"

"Yep."

He replied again.

"Well, I know. If Grandma didn't like me, you wouldn't have taken me in."

"It's good that you have realized it."

Vivian: "..." F*ck you, if you can't speak properly, then shut up!

If it weren't for the psychological pressure and being very careful with Lee family, she wouldn't have

been willing to depend on him.

Although it saved her money, it was not that she couldn't afford to rent an apartment!

After the breakfast, Vivian did the dishes. She then returned to her room and found some clothes. She

borrowed a suitcase from Morris and had it packed. Finally, she stood in the living room and waved at

Morris. "Morris, I'm leaving. Don't miss me too much."

The man sitting on the sofa crossed his legs. After hearing her words, he glared at her coldly. "What did

you say?"

"Er... , I say I'm leaving. Don't miss me."

She carried her suitcase and smiled awkwardly.

"Go away."

The words "go away" was full of nobleness.

Vivian rolled her eyes at him. Carrying her backpack, she walked out of the elevator and muttered,

"What the hell? We've lived together for so long, and we can be considered roommates. He actually

didn't concerned about me. Not a little bit!"

She took the elevator downstairs. As soon as the elevator door opened, she saw Trent standing

outside with a suitcase in his hand.

"Special Assistant Stone, are you going out too? Why are you also carrying a suitcase?"

She smiled at Trent and asked curiously.

"Well..."

Trent glanced at the suitcase in Vivian's hand and immediately recognized that it was her boss's. He

instantly understood and nodded. "Yes, yes."

"Oh, then safe journey." Vivian waved at him and left.

Behind her, Trent said, "The same to you, Miss Mond."

She waved her hand without looking back. "Thank you."

See, Trent is so nice. He even knows to wish me a safe journey. He's so kind."