My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 66 Morris' Rage

After that, she shot a sharp glance at Morris.

The man sitting on the sofa frowned and stared at her.

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He didn't understand why this damned woman would say such nonsense, but he knew that she had a

deep misunderstanding about him.

Morris got up and sat in the sofa. With his cigarette between his fingers, he flicked the cigarette ash to

the ashtray. He was too lazy to stop Vivian from using the alcohol to drown her sorrows.

Thus, Vivian brought a few bottles of red wine to the table and started drinking alone.

She held a goblet and drank one after another.

As drinking, she scolded Morris. "You scumbag. If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like

this? I hate you."

After that, she poured another glass of wine. Pointing at Morris and burped. "I'm going to drink all your

wine and make you bankrupt."

"You jerk, you are the same as Yoona. You are despicable and shameless. You are all capitalists who

are unscrupulous in your efforts."

"I hate you, I hate you..."

Vivian drank a lot more. Her face was flushed and she was still drunk.

With darkened face, Morris pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and put it out. He got up and took

her bottle away. "I'll take you to rest."

Although Vivian did not tell him what had happened, Morris knew that she was in a bad mood.

He let her vent all kinds of emotions. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, drinking so much wine so early in the morning was harmful to her health.

"I won't... Burp... No."

The man held her in his arms and walked toward the bedroom.

Vivian leaned against his chest and struggled uneasily. She bounced her legs and kept patting his

chest with her hands. "You bastard, put me down. Morris, if you touch me again, believe it or not, I'll...

castrate you."

When the man heard the word "castrate", his face darkened and glared at the woman in his arms. Even

his pores were full of anger.

But in the end, he still stepped into the bedroom and did not argue with a crazy woman.

"Bastards, you are all bastards... You are no different from the Lee family. I hate you... I hate you..."

After Morris placed her on the bed, Vivian lay down on the bed and raised her hand, pretending holding

a cup in her hand. "Come on, have another drink. Morris, I... I hope you..."

She closed her eyes and said to herself, "I hope you to be impotence for the rest of your life but have a

lot of children and grandchildren. Hahaha, a lot of children and grandchildren..."

After that, her hand fell down. Then she turned over, held the thin quilt and fell asleep.

The man standing by the bed looked livid. With one hand on his waist and the other on his neck, he

pulled his collar irritably and glared at the sleeping woman on the bed.

Damn it!

How could he bear to be scolded by a woman like this?

For a moment, he really wanted to pounce on her and severely punish her to let her know if he was...

impotence!

But a sobbing stopped him.

He looked at the trembling figure of the little woman on the bed. When he listened carefully, he realized

that she was crying.

She sobbed in a low voice.

At that moment, her cry seemed to have magic power, hitting the softest part of his heart, even making

him feel suffocated and his chest ache.

That feeling was terrible.

Morris walked from the bedside to the opposite side of her. Seeing that she was crying with her eyes

closed, he took out a few tissues and leaned against her, helping her wipe her tears.

"What's wrong?"

His voice was extremely gentle.

As he asked, he patted her back to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, the little woman cried even harder. She hugged him and wiped her tears on him. "Woo...

Mom, the Lee family is too bullying. That bastard Morris also bullied me,

Mom?

Morris knew that she was completely drunk and could not tell who he was.

He patiently coaxed her. "Stop crying, be good."

His voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

If Trent saw this scene, his jaw would definitely drop.

Their boss had always been indifferent and would not treat any woman gently. However, he had

actually given Vivian the most gentleness.

"Pur... I would not be good. Being good, I'll... I'll be bullied... I'll be bullied by them..."

Vivian buried her head in Morris' embrace and was all tears.

Finally, she fell asleep as crying and hugging him.

The restless one finally quieted down. Morris slowly let out a sigh of relief.

But from the beginning to the end, he did not dislike her rubbing her snot and tears on him. Or maybe,

his attention was not on this matter at all.

The man hugged her and slept for a long time.

His long, jade-like fingers stroked her black hair, and then looking at her stunning face, the man

couldn't help caressing her cheek.

Finally, the tip of his index finger gently touched her red lips, feeling her lips which was very soft.

It was an unintentional move. Vivian, who was sleeping soundly, was completely unaware of it.

However, Morris himself "burnt himself" and stirred up the fire in his body.

He lifted her lips and lowered his head to kiss her.

When he touched her lips, he could still taste the rich aroma of wine on her lips. It was sweet and

unique.

"Hm..."

Because of his approach, the sleeping little woman was not used to it. She reached out her hand and

slapped on Morris' face.

Of course, this was completely an accident.

The man who was kissing her paused for a moment. His handsome face was covered with dark clouds,

as if the suddenly changed weather before the storm.

"Damn it!"

He cursed and could not suppress the anger in his heart.

He kissed her lips again, but this time, he was not as gentle as before but more rudely and wildly.

A long kiss, the tip of her tongue pried open her lips and teeth. He poked his tongue into her mouth and

sucked hers to punish her.

However, the next moment...

"Ugh..."

In her sleep, Vivian felt the burning pain in her stomach and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

Even Morris, who had always been calm, could no longer put himself together at this moment.

He immediately let go of her, got out of bed, and stood by the bed. He was so angry that he threw

another thin quilt on her face to prevent him from getting angry.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Under the thin blanket, Vivian was still retching.

Although Morris was furious and wished he could strangle this damned woman to death, in the end, he

suppressed his anger and walked behind her. Carried her to the bathroom in his arms.

He held her on the toilet and she began to vomit.

The smell of the whole bathroom made people unable to stay for a minute.

Morris' patience had run out. He pressed the toilet repeatedly to wash it. He didn't know how many

times he wanted to leave her here and left.

But as soon as he let go, she fell to the ground.