My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 123 I Have the Website

Her face was full of sadness, and Issac noticed something was wrong, so he was concerned, "What's

wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just ate too much for lunch and I'm not hungry yet."

Vivian gave a perfunctory smile and pointed to the papers on the table again, "I'm reading papers, I'll

be busy for a while before I'm ready to go home and sleep."

"Okay then, I don't feel like eating either, I'll stay here with you."

Issac walked over to her and sat down, glancing at the papers on her desk, "Anything you don't

understand? I can explain to you." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

He knew full well that Vivian was something on her mind, but he didn't ask more questions, just quietly

accompanied Vivian for an extra night shift.

After work, Issac dragged Vivian to have some late night snacks before sending her back 'home'.

The address Vivian told Issac was an alleyway across from the Night Club, but she waited until after

Issac left before returning to Morris' apartment.

Originally, she didn't want Issac to send her home, but she really couldn't refuse Issac's enthusiasm.

When she entered the apartment, it was dark inside, and by the dim light outside, Vivian took off her

shoes and walked wearily to the living room to lie down on the sofa, closing her eyes and not speaking.

The phone rang in her pocket.

Vivian pulled out her phone and saw that it was Issac's call.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Vivian asked lazily as she rested on the arm of the sofa.

"Where are you?"

"Where am I?" Vivian froze, not understanding why Issac suddenly asked, "Of course I'm at home,

where else could I be?"

"Oh, I was asking where your house is and I would like to come to visit you."

Issac’s tone slightly elongated, seemingly it was a deep meaningful sentence.

Vivian's heart thumped and she sat up from the sofa, thinking: Does he know something?

"I'm, I'm tired and want to sleep. Besides, I'm sharing a house with another girl. It is inappropriate for

you come. Let's talk tomorrow."

She found a random reason and rebuffed Issac.

"Okay, see you tomorrow then. Good night."

"Good night."

Vivian hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that she had been overly

concerned.

Unbeknownst to her, at this time, next to the elevator entrance on the negative second floor of the

parking lot was standing Issac.

He clutched the phone tightly in his hand, his gaze fixed on the number on the elevator floor display-38!

The 38th floor, the very floor where Morris was located.

So she was living with Morris.

......

Upstairs, Vivian did not know these things, and after lying in the living room for a while she went to the

bathroom to take a bath, and then went to the study, turned on the computer, entered a mysterious

website by typing in a string of URLs.

As she perused the content of the information on the website, she was careful to watch out for Morris

who might return at any moment.

Suddenly, the door to the study was opened, and as soon as Vivian raised her eyes, she saw Morris

who walked in.

"Why are you back?"

She asked, pretending to be casual, but closed the page, quickly clearing the trail of browsing URLs.

She clicked on a certain early-opening fiction page and pretended to be reading a novel.

Wearing a black shirt with a dark tie and both sleeves pulled up to his elbows, Morris strutted toward

her.

As he walked, he reached out and pulled his tie, unbuttoning the two buttons at the collar, his toned

pectoral muscles were concealed, and under his handsome, stunning face, he looked like the perfect

male god in a manga.

Even though Vivian was no longer seduced by male lust, she couldn't help but be mesmerized by

Morris's beauty.

"What are you watching?"

Morris walked over and stood beside her, glancing at the computer page, he couldn't help but narrow

his eyes slightly, and the next moment, he tapped his hand lightly on her head, "How can a girl read

something like that?"

"What's the matter, I can't read a novel?"

Vivian wrinkled her brow in displeasure and glared angrily at Morris, "I like reading this, none of your

business!"

"You like to read this?"

The man repeated her words.

The upset woman looked up at him, "What's wrong with reading novel to satisfy what I can't get in life?"

Wasn't it good to read novel and feel the good things in make-believe when life wasn't what it should

be?

"Uh-huh, satisfy?"

Morris's narrow, sharp eyes flashed a stream of light as he raised his hand and cupped her chin, gently

forcing her to look at the computer screen and reaching out to point at it, "The girl looked at his lower

body and exclaimed ......"

The latter words were hard for Morris to say, so he said to her, "Why didn't I find you so shameless

before?"

"I ......"

Vivian was speechless, her gaze fixed on the display, the words that Morris pointed to: exclaimed, oh

my God, your thing is big, I ...... I will not be able to bear it ...... but, I like it so much~~

Holy shit ......!

What was this?

Vivian couldn't be calm at this moment.

Scarlet color emerged on her face, and she now was superior embarrassed.

It was just a random click on a novel, how could it be a pornographic novel?

But Vivian would not easily bow down her head.

No, absolutely not.

Vivian licked her lips, cleared her throat by coughing, and said lightly, "Is there a problem? We are all

adults, everyone has hobbies. Not to mention this kind of novel, I have even watched a lot of blue films.

Geez, what a fuss."

When she was not confident, she spoke extra loudly.

Vivian raised her voice and yelled before shaking off Morris's hand and standing up, "I've seen enough,

I introduce you to it for free, so keep it and enjoy yourself. I'm going to bed."

She got up and was about to slip away.

But as she was to stand up, she was held down in the executive chair by Morris, his hands braced on

the armrests, trapping her in the chair, his sharp gaze fixed on her as he questioned, "You and him,

watched a lot?"

The man's hands clutched the armrests of the seat, clicking at the bone joints, his expression bitterly

cold.

Vivian was baffled by Morris' gaze, but she nodded, "Right. Do you want the URL? I have plenty of

them, can't it be that you want to watch them with me too?"

She said without thinking, but after that, she felt like she was making troubles.

Her words fell, and Morris did not speak.

Only the dark, bottomless eyes kept staring at her for one second, two seconds, one minute, two ......

The powerful pressure almost made her heart stop as if her breathing was a little uneven.