My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 138 Morris’ Mind

"No."

Morris took the glass directly from her hand and turned to leave the study.

He went back to his bedroom to shower and get ready to rest, but was still a little worried about Vivian,

afraid that the stupid woman might fall asleep in the study.

As expected, by the time he appeared at the study door in his pajamas, Vivian was really asleep on the

table.

Morris walked over to her, intending to carry her back to her bedroom, but ultimately refrained from

doing so, instead going to get a blanket and covering her with it.

As it turned cooler, it was easy to catch a cold at night when she slept without a blanket.

Seeing her sleeping deeply, the computer still on the game page, she had her headphones on and just

fell asleep on the table, even though the headphones sounded so noisy, they didn't wake her up.

Morris turned off the computer and helped her lean back on the executive chair, pressing a button on

the executive chair, the chair back then tilted back to forty-five degrees, the person lying on it just

enough to sleep.

Even though it wasn't a comfortable place to sleep, Morris knew that when she left L City, there wasn't

going to be anyone to take care of her every day, and there were still some things she would need to

get used to on her own.

She seemed preoccupied in her sleep, her brow slightly wrinkled.

Morris half-crouched in front of her, reaching down to her cheek and gently smoothing her brow.

Not a moment later, he got up and left the study, turning out the light.

The next day, Vivian woke up from the study and walked to the living room and sensed a familiar smell.

Her eyes lit up and she walked to the kitchen, and sure enough, Morris was making porridge, "Good

morning, what kind of porridge did you make today?"

The handsome man was wearing a black shirt, with a plaid apron around his body, which was not in

any way out of place, but rather very grounded.

"Fresh shrimp porridge."

Morris spoke to her with a little more gentleness.

"It smells pretty good, but you ......"

Vivian touched her nose and smiled sarcastically, "Why do you only make porridge and can't make

anything else?"

"Because, I don't want to."

"Gee whiz, if you can’t, say you can’t, don’t say you don't want to."

Vivian bristled and grinned at him, "I'm going to brush my teeth."

"Go ahead."

When he answered, he saw Vivian bounce out of the kitchen and back into the bedroom.

At her young age, she was originally at a vibrant age, and should have been bouncing around, living as

easily as she was.

Ten minutes later, Yara and Vivian sat in the dining room waiting for breakfast.

Morris came over with two porridge on a tray and placed them on the table, one in front of Vivian and

one in front of himself.

Vivian froze and raised her eyes to look at him, "What about Yara's?"

"I only made two."

Morris didn't even look at Yara, as if he treated her as if she didn't exist.

Such a situation made Yara a little embarrassed, she shook her head, "It's okay, you guys eat, I'll just

go out and buy some breakfast."

"Okay."

"What a waste to buy, we have that."

As soon as Morris finished speaking, Vivian cursed Yara and pushed Morris’ breakfast directly in front

of Yara, "Try it, it's delicious."

"Uh ...... no, no, no, no, it's not necessary."

Yara waved her hand repeatedly, "This is Mr. Cheal's, how can I eat it?"

"Miss Sain, you haven’t found a house yet?"

Morris sat across the table, his harsh gaze shooting straight at Yara, questioning.

That look, which seemed to be able to penetrate one's soul, creepy.

Yara's pleading eyes turned to Vivian, who looked at Morris. She wrapped her arms around Yara's neck

and said to Morris, ''Big brother, this is my sister Yara. Yara is the owner of a makeup company and

wants to cooperate with your company. We are so close, you are my brother, that is, my sister's

brother, is it a good idea to consider cooperation?"

She would be leaving L City in a few days, so she still had to hurry up and take care of Yara's matter,

otherwise she wouldn't be able to get Yara's money.

Without speaking, Morris sat with his arms around his chest, looking serious and unruffled.

If it were usual, he would have refused outright, but as he looked at Vivian's fawning smile, he

penetrated the woman's innermost mind at a glance.

He got up and left.

"Hey, brother? Big brother? Morris, don't leave. We're family now, don't you have to cover for my

sister?" Vivian thought that Morris wouldn't agree and left in anger.

But he searched for something from the bar drawer, turned back, walked to the dining room, and

placed a business card in front of Yara, "Provide your company's various qualifications and contact my

assistant directly."

Yara looked at the gold business card in front of her and froze for a moment, then immediately stood up

and gave a slight nod towards Morris, "Thank you, Mr. Cheal."

"Haha, Brother, you are awesome. But ...... brother, when do you plan to sign with Yara?" Vivian

pursued with a look of anticipation.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry."

Yara said with a smile.

"You shut up!"

Vivian gave her a stern glare. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

That meant as if to say: you're not in a hurry, but I'm leaving L City, I'm in a fucking hurry.

The man placed his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers and stood pensively looking down at

Vivian, "In your opinion, when is the best time to sign?"

"Well ...... let's see ......"

She tilted her head and ran her fingers over her chin, thinking very seriously, "I think five days, no no no

...... five days is too long, three ...... two days will do. Besides, your company is so close, you can give

you all the qualifications and information today, and you can sign today."

Once Yara heard Vivian's words, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Ohhhh, this ...... it this too much of a rush?" She reached out and tugged at Vivian's coat, coming up to

her and whispering, "Usually signing up takes process, how can it be done in a day?"

Not to mention it was just a small company with no name.

"What process do you want?"

"It's a company rule, it's better to follow the rules."

"What rules? The company is my brother's, so of course my brother calls the shots on everything. His

word is 'the rule'!"

Vivian couldn't wait for Morris to sign with Yara, and then she could get the three and a half million

'benefits' and go home to start her own business.

"That's not...."

Just when Yara wanted to explain the company process to Vivian, Morris uttered, "Okay."

The brief and concise word stunned Yara for a long time, but Vivian slapped the table and pointed at

him, saying to Yara proudly, "See, I told you my brother is the best!"

"Heh heh."

Yara smiled stiffly, "Yes, yes, Mr. Cheal is awesome, awesome."

If Mr. Cheal wasn't great, she wouldn't have had to come and work with him.

"Is Miss Sain free to leave now?"