My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 334 Transferring 100 million

Chapter 334 Transferring 100 million

Madame Cheal was a woman, and she understood how difficult it was for Mike's mother.

She had a child with her husband, but in the end, her husband had never given her a title.

If there was a mistake, it was the old man’s fault, and Mike's mother was a good person.

It was for this reason that the old lady was particularly kind to Mike.

"What happened to Vivian this time has something to do with Uncle Mike. | can let it go once, but it

won't happen again.’ A slight chill appeared on the man’s handsome face.

"Okay, | know."

She could not resist asking, ‘When are you going to marry Vivian? If you don't hold on to such a good

girl, she might become someone else's wife."

"She's only 22, so there's no rush.'

"You're not in a hurry, but | am."

"You'll have to wait."

"Shit! How many years can | wait? Why is it so hard to have a great grandchild?" Madame Cheal

exploded in anger, ‘One year, at most, I'll give you one more year. You must be married by then."

"Three years!’

Morris said.

"Impossible, at most two years."

"Then we won't get married." Morris inclined his head to look away, carelessly.

"You ......'

Madame Cheal sat up straight in anger and slapped him hard on the arm, "You're going to piss me off,

punk. You can't even handle a woman, you're useless!"

Every word was full of dislike for Morris.

After saying that, Madame Cheal pointed at him and said, "Hmph, don't blame me for not reminding

you. She is beautiful, bold and courageous, a person who is capable of great things. If you don't hold

her close to you now, dont cry in front of me one day when she is snatched away.”

Morris’ thin lips parted slightly, wanting to retort, but suddenly feeling that her words were reasonable.

"Get lost, get lost. Hurry up and go take care of that business of yours and don't embarrass yourself

again.”

Madame Cheal waved her hand, telling him to hurry up and leave.

After saying that, she added, ‘Starting tomorrow, if Vivian doesn't return to the old mansion, you don't

have to come back. It's distracting to see you.’

Morris: "..copy right hot novel pub

Good lord, with Vivian, his status had plummeted!

Morris left the ward.

Outside the ward, when Vivian saw that Morris had walked out, she immediately stood up and gazed at

the man with a complicated gaze, "Are you okay?"

The man's handsome face was covered in a smile as he raised his hand to her cheek, his thumb gently

rubbing her skin, "Never better than now."

“After all that has happened, you are still okay?" Vivian was confused.

“But, there was no you before."

He said.

That one sentence tugged at Vivian's heartstrings, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter.

The man wrapped an arm around her waist and brought her into his arms, leaning down to kiss her

lips, then straightened up, "I've already told Grandma that what happened between you and me,

Grandma will keep it a secret."

“Really?”

"Naturally."

"That's good."

Vivian tilted her head to look at him, her eyes covered in stars, her red lips holding a smile, sweet and

lovely, "Morris, thank you."

When she said ‘thank you’, the man's face sank slightly and he leaned down once more, giving her a

gentle bite on her red lips, causing Vivian to gasp in pain.

Only then did he warn again, "In the future, don't ever say ‘thank’ to me again."

"So what do you want to do?"

“You can ......"

Morris spoke with a whisper, coming up to her ear and whispering, “Why bother with words when you

can physically solve things? How insincere."

“Morris, do you have spermatozoa in your brain?"

Vivian furrowed her brows, "How come I didn't find you shameless before? You must have been looking

for a lady a lot."

The man's hand on her waist twisted gently, "In your mind, I am that kind of person?"

"Yes, you promised me last night, but you've barely even heard of it.

At that, Morris smiled gently, resting his forehead against hers and saying very intimately, “Perhaps,

that's your magic. Ever since you are with me, I can't help but want you when I see you."

"You blame me? Then let's break up. It's not even past the probationary period anyway.”

"Too late!"

Morris hugged her tightly and added, "Grandma was right, women are fickle. I shouldn't have promised

you to wait a few years before marrying you, instead I should have married you and taken you home

right away. Vivian, if I perform well during this three-month period, can we get a license first?"

Suddenly, a sense of crisis arose in Morris, and he felt that what his grandmother said made perfect

sense.

They could get married, get engaged, and not make it public.

But, for now, they could get married in secret and not live together.

“What? A license? So, so rash?" Vivian froze, completely unprepared.

"Not rash."

His voice was low and husky, "There are many people who like you, I'm afraid that if I don't hold on to

you, you'll run away with someone else.

Where am I going to find my wife?"

"Pfft ......"

Vivian was amused by Morris’ remark.

The man who was untouchable in the past gave people an impression of indifference, haughty and

reserved, as if he was an exiled immortal.

But at this moment, he said something so grounded that Vivian almost thought everything was an

illusion.

“Don't laugh!"

He bit her lips again, "You don't want the outside world to know about our relationship, I am okay with

that. But, we can choose to marry in secret. Okay?"

"A secret marriage?"

Suddenly, it felt good to be secretly married.

In that way, no one outside knew about their relationship, and they could still be together. "Okay, as

long as your three-month trial period is over, l'll say yes."

They had known each other for so long, and it was only after a bumpy ride that they had fallen for each

other.

A love like that was perhaps even more hard-won.

“Then you stay here with Grandma, so you can at least make a show of it to the old guys. I'll go back to

the office first."

"Yeah, okay. We'll talk on the phone."

She answered, and the man kissed her before releasing her and leaving.

Vivian stood where she was, watching him enter the lift.

In that moment, she suddenly felt that love, really, was beautiful.

So beautiful that even just being together, even the air was permeated with the sweet smell of

fragrance.

It was only after a long time that Vivian snapped out of it and slapped her brain, "Have you gone mad? All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

How dare you agree to Morris’ request for a secret marriage?”

As expected, women in love have zero IQ.

She turned around and went into the ward, accompanying Madame Cheal to chat with her.

Half an hour later, a text message beep came from Vivian's phone.

Picking up her phone, she saw that it was a transfer message: [Agricultural Bank of H Country] Morris

completed a transfer transaction of 100,000,000.00 to your account with tail number 5379 at 16:55 on

January 2, the balance .....