My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 311 An Awkward Call

The traffic was so good now, if she went to be a seller anchor, she should be able to earn a lot of

money.

Vivian had some regrets.

If it wasn't for her status, she would have really wanted to take this opportunity to draw traffic to Vinca

E-Sports, bring in a wave of traffic, and make a lot of money as well.

However, the conditions did not allow it.

Vivian returned home and rested not long before her phone rang.

She picked up the phone and saw that it was Madame Cheal's call.

Vivian's brows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but think deeply.

From the time of her accident until now, Madame Cheal had never contacted her, yet she was

contacting her now.

She thought about the things that Morris had secretly done, inevitably, Madame Cheal had explained

them privately.

"Hello, Grandma?"

When the phone was connected, Vivian called out affectionately.

For some reason, every time she spoke to Madame Cheal on the phone, she felt a sense of kinship.

It was probably because Madame Cheal was kind and affable, and she was very close to her.

"Vivian, you must have been very upset in the past two days. I haven’t contacted you for the past two

days, are you angry with me?"

Madame Cheal smiled kindly, extraordinarily benevolent.

"No, it's good that you don’t think I've caused you any trouble." Vivian stood in front of the window,

looking out at the dark night sky, and couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

"I knew about you from the beginning. I even went to Morris for you, but Morris said he wanted to train

you, so he wouldn't intervene. It's that boy's fault."

Madame Cheal suddenly felt that Morris' bad idea was somewhat untrue, "Now that I think about it, you

are a girl and gossip does hurt too much."

"Grandma ......"

Vivian pursed her lips, hesitated, and said, "Actually, Morris has secretly helped me a lot."

"Oh? Is that so? That's good, hahaha, that's good."

Once she heard that Morris had helped in secret, Madame Cheal was in a good mood.

Vivian immediately said, "It's so late, and I'm still making you bother for me, Grandma. It's late, you

should rest early, I'll go back to see you tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, I haven't seen you for some days, I miss you."

"Well, I'll go back to the old mansion tomorrow." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Madame Cheal, she hung up the phone.

Vivian was also afraid that her adoptive parents back home would be worried, so she called them again

and briefly told them the situation.

Only then did Tamsin and his wife put their minds at ease.

Seeing that their nervous hearts had calmed down considerably, Vivian hung up the phone.

Sitting on her bed, she turned on her computer and opened a video with several partners of Vinca E-

Sports.

The partners first asked her about her recent situation in the past few days and talked about the

company's affairs before hanging up the video call.

Vivian lay on her bed, playing with her phone, and couldn't help but tap on Morris’ Wechat.

She thought about the night he gave her the evidence on a Flash drive, and how he did so much for

her in the middle of the night in the cold wind.

She felt quite uncomfortable.

Clicking on the dialog box, she typed in a few words: [Are you sleeping?]

She deliberated for a long time, and then deleted it.

Re-edit: [What have you been up to lately?]

A sentence edited out, Vivian hesitated to send it out, but still deleted it word by word.

"Ugh, it's annoying."

Vivian rubbed her hair in annoyance and eventually dialed Morris’ mobile number directly.

The phone rang a few times, and even in the brief time it took, Vivian felt long, even as that face of

Morris suddenly appeared in her head.

Imagining the man's cold look, he spoke icily: what's the matter with calling in the middle of the night?

The impersonal style of dealing with the situation, Vivian thought about it and hung up the phone at

once.

Forget it, it was better not to call.

Otherwise she wouldn't know what to say later.

At that moment, on the other end of the phone, Morris came out of the bathroom, wrapped in his

bathrobe, walked to the table and was about to answer the phone, but the ringing mobile phone came

to an abrupt end again.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was a missed call from Vivian.

His eyes raised a curve, and the corners of his lips curled up in a smile.

He gazed at the red missed call alert in the call log, and after a few seconds of silence, dialed back.

"Hello?"

The phone had just rung once when Vivian picked up the call.

The call was made in the middle of the night, and he asked in a deep voice, "What is it?"

Vivian: "......"

Sure enough!

She had guessed it all.

She even wondered to herself if she was a roundworm in his stomach to know him so well.

Vivian awkwardly reached out and touched her nose, her hands picking at her nails uneasily, "Uh ......

no, it's fine. I just ......"

Just what?

Her mind raced for a split second, but went blank.

All it ended up saying was, "Called the wrong number."

Morris: "......"

His face turned grim.

He clutched the phone next to his ear, deliberately silent for a few seconds, as if waiting for the woman

on the other side to find something to say.

As a result, Vivian remained equally silent.

After waiting for a long time for a voice, he said, "Then I'll hang up."

"Oh ...... okay, bye."

"Mm."

And so, a phone call was cut off.

Vivian raised her hand to her forehead and slapped her forehead, "Really, can't even say thank?"

For the first time, she felt that saying 'thank you' was so difficult to say.

......

Vivian's accident at this wedding came to an end.

She went to the hospital early the next morning to meet Elis and Lily, but the explosion had blown up

Elis and Lily's hands and they were having their hands repaired with skin grafts.

She sincerely apologized and wanted compensation, but was refused by the Jordan family.

Although the incident was premeditated by Hunter, it happened at the site of her wedding, and Vivian

was required to pay compensation out of humanitarianism.

In the end, she took out one million to compensate the Jordan family.

But one million, for the Jordan family, was nothing and they refused to take it.

Vivian had to leave the hospital.

She ran into some reporters and answered a few questions before driving away.

When she went to the wedding company, Vivian stood in the wrecked company, and what came to her

mind was the beautiful scenery of a few days ago.

It was just a few days, and the company she had been running was so ruined.

"Vivian?"

Suddenly, Sophie came and stood behind her and called out.

Vivian turned around and saw her and was surprised, "Sophie, why are you here?"

"Didn't you ask me to stay with Mandy? She is now back at her mother's house. I had nothing to do, so

I came back to have a look and I didn't expect to run into you."

Sophie smiled heartily, filled with the innocence of a graduate starting her job, clean and beautiful.

Vivian walked up to her, put her arm on her neck and sighed, "Alas, the company is over. It's time for

you to find another job."