My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 320 Are You Really Leaving?

"Ouch."

Morris said.

"It hurts?"

"It hurts!"

"Does it matter? Do you want me to call the hospital?"

Vivian was so frightened by Morris that she was worried and didn't dare to move. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The man then took her hand and before she could react, he had already covered her hand in that spot,

"No need, just rub it for me."

"How can this be rubbed through the clothes?"

Vivian was overly worried about Morris’ condition, or perhaps the abrupt move had left her brain in a

state of downtime, which was why she said something outrageously excessive.

Before she could react, Morris responded with a serious voice, "Then I'll take it off."

"Take off ......"

Vivian's brain buzzed and she instantly reacted, saying, "Morris, you are playing a rogue."

"No. It really hurts."

He said it in a serious tone, without a hint of joking.

Vivian was worried and helpless, "How much does it hurt?"

"It hurts so much that it's going to break."

"You don't know if it breaks?"

"It hurts so much, it's numb, I can't try." He took her hand, lifted his shirt and put her hand in, "Try it."

Vivian didn't know what was going on, or maybe it was concern, so she really tried it, but she felt it

burned amazingly hot, and there wasn't even a hint of weakness.

She instantly woke up, "Morris, you lied to me ......"

"Silly girl, how can you be so deceitful?"

The man laughed softly and leaned down, kissing her.

In the warm nest, in the midst of his hot and frantic kiss, Vivian gradually felt dizzy as if lacking oxygen,

in a passive state.

She didn’t know how long it took, but when she came to her senses, the man was already immersed in

a sea of love and growing more and more frantic.

"...... Morris, are you crazy? We are at grandma's house. ......"

Vivian almost went crazy, exasperated, "Liar ......we have agreement that."

"You said three-month, then we can start it from tomorrow."

Vivian: "......Morris, you're shameless."

"You were the one who started the fire, you are not responsible for putting it out, do you want me to find

someone else?"

"You ......"

She was speechless for a moment, the man's movements stalled and he dropped a kiss on her

forehead, "Silly girl, I will be responsible for you. Not to mention seven years, even ten years, I am

willing to wait for you."

The words were a promise, more like a vow he made to her.

In the darkness, the sound of the man's heavy breathing was beside her ears, and the words he had

just said echoed in her head, causing her silent heart to beat more and more furiously.

Even, driven by him, she went straight to her peak state.

Vivian had thought that after an orgy, she would calm down, he would also calm down.

However, this was not the case.

Love, like dry grass on an autumn day, once touched by a spark, bursts into flames.

But suddenly, her shoulder ached, Morris nibbled gently on her shoulder before saying to her, "Silly girl,

from today onwards, you are mine. This is the seal I left behind."

"It hurts."

Vivian let out a soft cry and coldly snorted with great displeasure, "On what grounds? I have to leave a

seal on you too. In the future, if you dare to have something going on with another woman besides me,

I'll waste you!"

With that, she lay on his shoulder and bit down fiercely, leaving a mark.

That pain was insignificant to Morris, but he was filled with joy.

For Morris knew that from this moment on, it meant that she accepted him.

Three-month period didn't count!

"Yes, I promise you."

Morris agreed readily.

The night was incomparably wild, and it was as if Morris had gone mad, he could not stop, and

eventually Vivian was tired and fell asleep in exhaustion. He hugged her, and fell asleep with content.

The next day.

Vivian slept until sunrise, and when she woke up, Morris was long gone from beside her.

Suddenly thinking that Yara might enter the room at any moment, she touched her body and saw that

she was dressed, only then did she feel relieved.

The bed and her body no longer had that sticky feeling, so it was obvious that Morris had helped her to

clean up everything and had left just then.

At this thought, Vivian could not help but smile heartily.

But when she thought of the madness she had experienced with Morris last night, Vivian couldn't help

but slap her on the head, "Damn, how can I do that?"

She had agreed to give Morris a three-month trial period, but she had actually slept with him in such a

confused manner.

She was so chagrined that she bounced her legs on the bed in anger and grunted coldly as she

hugged the bedding.

To put it mildly, more than half a year had passed since the last time the two of them had made love.

During that time, Morris had spent a lot of time with her and had had many opportunities to dominate

her, but he had restrained himself.

Only yesterday, when she had agreed to be with him, he had no qualms about 'having her'.

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?"

Vivian shouted.

"Me."

Morris answered, pushed the door open and walked in.

"What are you doing in here? It'll be bad if Yara and the others find out." Vivian muttered and said,

"Hurry up and go."

The man smiled wickedly, "I told Ethan and the others to take both your car and mine away, and to tell

her that you had a temporary engagement. Yara and Uncle Mike will leave together after breakfast."

He locked the door and walked over to Vivian's bed and sat down, watching Vivian's face haloed with

scarlet, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheeks, "Good morning, silly girl."

"Don't touch me."

Vivian slapped his hand away and said angrily, "Morris, you bastard. You go back to your words it's so

bullying."

She pursed her lips and glared at Morris in exasperation, her face full of sultry resentment.

Morris lay on his side, his elbows propped up on the bed with his head resting on it, smiling as he

reached out and nudged the tip of her nose, teasingly saying, "You were the one who asked for it

yesterday. Why are you blaming me for bullying?"

"You ......"

Her face burst flushed at the thought of the scene last night when the man had taken her to the point of

drifting off, only to suddenly stop and deliberately 'torment' her.

"Morris, you ...... you ...... shameless!"

She pulled the bedding over her head and gave an arrogant cold snort, not bothering with him again.

"Well, whatever you say is right. I'm a bully, I'm shameless, next time I'll just 'don't stop'."

"Morris, you ...... get lost!"

Vivian was so ashamed by his words.

It was too damn shameful.

"I'm leaving then. I've bought a ticket for three hours later." He curbed his smile and said seriously.

When she heard him say he was leaving, Vivian lifted the bedding covering her head and looked at the

man who was close at hand, but she was reluctant to let him leave.