My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 292 Morris Vomited Blood

The man's expression was cold, holding back his temper as he placed his phone on the table and said

coldly.

Vivian, who was peeling fruit, shook the apple in her hand, "I haven't finished peeling it yet, you can eat

it before I leave."

Speaking of this, Vivian couldn't help but tease, "Still talking with such strength, it doesn't seem to be

serious."

At these words, she did not wait for a reply from Morris.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Vivian didn't bother to speak again, instead she handed the peeled

apple to Morris, "Here, have an apple."

Morris’ eyebrows wrinkled lightly, his cold eyes gazing at her before looking at the apple in her hand, "I

said, get out."

"Hey, Morris, do you have any conscience? I was kind enough to peel the apple for you, what kind of

attitude is that?"

Vivian was angry with him, but thinking about it, it was understandable that a sick person would be in a

bad mood.

She said patiently again, "Come on, you're already so old, why do you have a temper when you're in

hospital? All right, I'll feed you, okay?"

As she said that, she reached out and handed the apple to Morris.

Her fingers were holding the apple, and her long nails had been manicured, making her hand even

more beautiful.

But it was this hand that Morris clearly saw as she wrapped her arm around Issac's waist.

At once, nameless anger ran straight to his head, and he shook the apple out of Vivian's hand, "Get

out!"

The apple fell to the ground and rolled far away with a grunt.

Vivian's hand was slapped painfully by Morris.

She turned around and looked at the apple that had fallen to the ground, her pure face instantly

plastered with a layer of anger. Only after a long time did she turn back, "Morris, you're just fucking

sick!"

Endless anger blazed in her heart.

Vivian never understood why Morris was suddenly angry, but she didn't owe him anything either.

It seemed that she was used to him being so shifty, but that didn't mean she would go against the

grain.

The knife Vivian held in her right hand did not close, but flung it violently, the sharp knife misoing and

embedding itself deep into the bedside table, the entire sharp part of the knife sinking all the way in

deep.

You can imagine how strong the force of the blow was.

She, in turn, was furious.

Vivian took the bag she had put aside and said as she was leaving, "Remember to register with a

neurologist to have your brain checked. Don't be gloomy all day long, as if the whole world owes you

money."

She stepped out of the ward and slammed the door with a heavy thud.

The force was so strong that even the transparent glass on the door of the ward was instantly shaken

off and fell to the ground with a thud, splashing glass scraps everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Ethan and Sue looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

It had only been a few minutes since Vivian had entered the room, and they hadn't heard any

argument, so why were they suddenly so angry?

Only Sue saw Vivian walking out of the ward in a rage, and when she heard the words 'get out' from NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Morris, she simply thought that the recording she had given to Morris the day before had irritated her,

and that was why she was so angry.

Sue raised her eyebrows, her red lips curving up in a slight arc, her heart quite pleased.

Wasn't this what she wanted?

After Vivian left, Sue slowly got up and walked into the ward with elegant steps, looking at the man

leaning on the bed.

That man was the love of her heart, the one she had been thinking about day and night.

Now, wounded all over by Vivian, as long as she was well by his side, she could always warm up his

momentarily cold heart.

"Morris, are you okay?"

The smile on her face was instantly replaced with strong worry, "Actually ...... Vivian she was just

worried about you and came over to see you. You shouldn't ......"

Before Sue could finish a sentence, a sharp eye from Morris shot straight over, "Get out!"

The words were simple and concise.

Sue's body was stunned and the expression on her face froze for a split second before she pursed her

lips in aggravation, "Morris, I know you're in a bad mood. However, I ......"

"Get lost, can't you understand?"

The brow of Morris was slightly knitted, his handsome face was as cold as ice, especially that pair of

cold gaze, like a polar glacier as bitterly cold, just a look could make people shiver.

Sue's heart trembled, not understanding what Vivian had said to Morris to make him so unstable and

furious at this moment.

"Okay, don't be angry, I'll leave now.

"

She pinched the corner of her coat, turned around and walked out of the ward.

When the ward was quiet again, Morris took a long moment to slow down and turned back, his gaze

falling on his phone again.

When he saw the phone, what was displayed on the screen was the picture of Vivian and Issac after

they had made love.

Even if it was just her hugging Issac tightly, it could make Morris imagine the madness of their

lovemaking, only that kind of madness could make her so exhausted afterwards.

There were even hickeys on her neck and arms.

Everything was so real that he did not suspect a thing.

Especially, Vivian had even admitted it herself.

Morris only felt a suffocating uncomfortable feeling in his chest, and then he simply deleted the

message manually.

As the text message was deleted, the photos also disappeared from view.

However, he did not know that the so-called hickeys on Vivian's body were merely drawn on with a

special pen.

He put his mobile phone on the table and the next moment, he suddenly felt a fishy sweet taste rise in

his chest, and with a poof, he spat out fresh blood.

Ethan, who was guarding the door to the ward, had been watching every move inside, and when he

saw his boss suddenly spitting blood, he was so scared that his back went cold, and he rushed in with

a crash, "Mr. Morris? Mr. Morris?"

With one hand supporting Morris, Ethan pressed the call bell at the head of the bed and shouted

outside, "Call a doctor, call a doctor now!"

And then the ward was thrown into a panic as Morris was taken into the resuscitation ward.

After some examination, the doctor said, "The patient only vomited blood because he was attacked by

anger, you must mainly let him rest and try not to stimulate the patient any further."

"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor."

Ethan nodded his head repeatedly.

It was only in his heart that he was puzzled as to what part had gone wrong.

Or was it that Vivian had said something to Boss to make him so angry?

Everything had become a mystery, but Ethan, as an assistant, could not investigate these matters in

private without his boss' permission.

Morris stayed in hospital for three days before he was discharged.

He had suffered liver damage and forehead injuries as a result of the car accident, but the rest of his

body was fine.

But the liver damage was internal and he was stubbornly unwilling to recuperate in the hospital, so he

had to work at the company and take his time to get well.

Time passed very quickly, in the blink of an eye, and it was already the end of the year.

Sitting in her office, Vivian was browsing the web when she saw once again that Yoona had made the

headlines.

The eye-catching headlines were, naturally, about Yoona appearing at a certain charity foundation, at a

disaster relief site somewhere, helping poor children, or spending time with lonely elderly people in a

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