My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 156 Jaws Drop in Shock

While the two of them were conversing with each other, the plate that Philip was holding slipped down

with a thud and fell on the low table with a thud.

What, what?

Was the man still the same Morris with mysophobia?

He actually made breakfast for this chick?

He actually used the chopsticks this chick used?

He actually enjoyed the way this chick was scolding him?

Philip felt that he must have gone crazy, his brain had made a mistake, and he had dreamt to see such

a Morris.

He tilted his head in bewilderment and looked at Arlo who was dumbfounded, "Arlo, quick, slap me,

quick! I must have been dreaming."

Arlo was equally stunned by Morris for half a second.

Hearing Philip's words, he stiffened his neck and nodded, then raised his hand and slapped Philip

directly on the face.

The force of that slap directly slapped Philip onto the sofa.

"Holy shit! That hurts, Arlo, are you trying to fucking kill me? Ouch, my face hurts!"

Philip was instantly sobered by the pain and reached out to cover his face, wailing.

But then Arlo shook his hand, "Well, my hand hurts too, which means you aren’t dreaming."

"Nonsense, my face is almost swollen, can your hand not hurt? I suspect you're taking the opportunity

to take revenge. Damn, if my face is ruined, Arlo, our relationship will end here. "

Five finger prints were imprinted on Philip's face, and the corners of his mouth twisted in pain.

"I'm not afraid that if I hit too lightly, you won't be able to distinguish between dreams and reality?" Arlo

explained.

"Well, you can't hit me to death."

"If I hit you to death, you think you'd still be alive?"

"Fuck!"

Philip was pissed off.

Vivian murmured at this point, “Morris, does your friend have a brain problem? Should we call the

doctor? I feel he has a serious brain problem.”

Saying that, Vivian inclined her head to look at Morris and asked in a small voice, ''Your friend wouldn't

have snuck out from the mental hospital, right? He's too pitiful, he's quite handsome, but his brain is a

bit faulty. It's a waste of this face. "

She thought her voice was very small, but unbeknownst to her, her words fell clearly into Philip's ears,

making him nearly lose his breath and pass away.

Morris’ eyes faintly glanced at the two sitting across from each other, quite agreeing with Vivian's

words, "Perhaps, you're right."

Arlo reached out and rubbed his burning painful palm while gawking at Morris and Vivian, immersed in

shock for a long time.

Not to mention Philip.

It wasn't until Vivian had finished a few dumplings that she put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth,

got up and carried the paper carrier bag, and said to Morris, "Then you guys talk, I'll leave first."

She said, stepping around Morris.

She gave Philip a very sympathetic glance before leaving, and then gave a somewhat uneasy glance

at Morris.

Morris followed Vivian's gaze to Philip, and saw Vivian point to her own brain, opening her mouth to say

wordlessly, "He has a brain problem, you'd better stay away from him."

Morris couldn't help but laugh, eyeing Vivian as she left the apartment with her things.

Suddenly, the message alert on Morris’ phone rang.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it, it was a message from Trent: [Boss, Miss Lee is here.].

Seeing the message, Morris’ eyes sank slightly, but he only replied a word 'Okay'.

After Vivian left, Philip got up and rushed to Morris with fast speed, "Morris, honestly, how long have

you liked this woman?"

This was like the biggest news of the year!

For a time, Philip thought that Morris would never fall in love with a woman, even when he knew that he

and Yoona were getting married, he understood that it was because Morris lacked a woman.

It was only the position of 'wife' that could not be left vacant that forced him to get married.

Otherwise, Philip definitely believed that Morris would choose not to marry.

"Does she know that you and Miss Lee are getting married?" Arlo asked thoughtfully.

Morris sat on the couch, his eyes downcast in deep thought, "Yes."

"Morris, answer my question, don't avoid the important." Philip leaned against Morris’ side, circling his

arms around his shoulder.

"Not sure."

Morris’ deep gaze was on the half bowl of porridge on the table, his thoughts disorganized.

Looking back on the moments with Vivian, even he didn't know when he had started to care so much

about her.

......

In the apartment, the conversation between the three continued, while Vivian walked out of the elevator

with several bags of clothes at ease.

She hadn't bothered to take the clothes from Morris’ house, but thinking about the million she had

spent that day at the bar, and seeking to embarrass her by calling the police yesterday because of a

bottle of wine, she had taken the clothes.

Vivian intended to place these clothes online and sell them at a discount, which was estimated to make

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Humming, she walked cheerfully out of the lobby.

It was close to ten in the morning, the lobby was very few people. Vivian bowed her head and played

with her phone did not care about the presence of others.

But when she left, a person came out of a corner.

That person was no other than Yoona.

She glanced at Vivian, who had disappeared, and then at the dedicated private elevator, which

displayed the number '1'.

That elevator was leading to the top floor and was reserved for Morris alone, and besides him, only

Trent could enter and exit at will.

But why would Vivian walk out of there, carrying a few bags of stuff?

Yoona's eyebrows knitted together, and ruthless gaze rippled out from under her eyes.

Standing in place for a moment in thought, she made a phone call, "Immediately check the surveillance

of the west side of the elevator of Night Apartment for the past few days, see if a woman has

appeared."

After giving the order, Yoona hung up the phone.

The private elevator went up and then slowly came back down, when the elevator opened again, Trent

was standing inside, and when he saw Yoona, he gave a slight nod, "Miss Lee, it's been a long wait."

The anger on Yoona's delicate cheeks instantly disappeared as she smiled warmly, "Thank you, Trent."

"You are welcome."

Trent shot her a rather thoughtful glance and asked, "Did you see anyone when you were here just

now?"

He sent a message to his Boss as Yoona came over, and he only replied with the word 'Okay',

indicating that Vivian shouldn't be upstairs.

But last night he knew clearly that Vivian was upstairs, so could it be that she had already left?

Then, could Yoona have bumped into Vivian?

Yoona was stunned, but it was only a momentary look of surprise, fleeting so fast that even Trent did

not notice it.

Her heart stuttered and she couldn't help but tense up.

Could it be that Trent even knew that Vivian had come to Morris’ apartment?