My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 17 Issac Pretending to be a Boyfriend

Back home in the evening, after washing up, Vivian poured a cup of hot water and had the medicine.

The last accident caused her to be pregnant. This time, she could not make the same mistake again. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

However, that bastard Morris was not human at all.

After having everything done, Vivian lay in bed and browsed her phone for a while before she fell

asleep.

Early the next morning, she got up early, made millet porridge and fried vegetables, packed them in

lunch boxes, and rode to St. Hospital.

Usually, she could only cook and send meals to her adoptive mother at noon and in the afternoon. But

recently, she got off work at 24 o'clock. She was free and could cook and send meals to her in the

morning.

Riding on a small electric bike, she carried the lunch boxes to St.Hospital.

In the ward of the inpatient department, the adoptive mother, who was in a dark blue printed chiffon

shirt and black trousers, was washing her adoptive father's face .

Her head was already full of silver hair. Time left ruthless marks on her face. The wrinkles on her face

became obvious.

"Alas, old man, why haven't you woken up yet? You've had a good time lying on the bed. It's very hard

for our daughter. She comes and goes in the wind and rain every day. In addition to working, she has to

cook for me three meals a day. I feel so sorry for her."

Her adoptive mother, Jenny Doyle, helped her adoptive father wipe his face as she muttered to herself.

Vivian's nose twitched when she heard that, but she just walked in with a smile. "Mom, what's there to

worry about? I have nothing to do. Come and eat."

She put the thermal lunchboxes on the table, took the washing towel from her adoptive mother, and

went to the bathroom with the basin.

"Vivian, don't cook for me in the future. I can eat steamed buns in the morning."

St. Hospital was a high-end private hospital, and the surrounding restaurants here were naturally very

expensive. In order to save money, Jenny Doyle only ate steamed buns for three meals a day.

Vivian Mond was reluctant to watch her adoptive mother work so hard every day.

"Mom, hurry up and eat. The food will be cold later."

Vivian came out of the bathroom with a bright smile, as if nothing happened to her, "How has my dad

been these days?"

"He moves his fingers from time to time. I just don't know when he will wake up. Alas......"

Jenny sighed, unscrewed the heat preservation box and began to eat the millet gruel.

Vivian sat by the bed and massaged Tamsin Mond.

"You see, your father has responded. I am considering to take him back to his hometown these two

days."

During eating the meal, Jenny looked at Vivian. "Look at your face. What a beautiful girl you used to be.

In order to treat your father and me, you submit to the Lee family and pretended to be ugly. I feel so

sorry for you."

Although they moved to St. Hospital, her adoptive parents still thought that the hospital was owned by

the Lee family.

"How can you find a boyfriend now that you've become like this?"

In the end, Jenny said, sobbing with tears.

"Oh, Mom, why do you keep saying this? I've told you several times. The Lee family just doesn't want

outsiders to know that I look the same as Yoona Lee. I pretend to be ugly because it's convenient for

me to go to work. Pretending to be ugly will save me a lot of trouble. Hahaha..."

Vivian smiled.

"That won't do either!"

Jenny pretended to be angry. "Your father is lying on the bed every day. I feel so humiliated here. I will

take the old man back to the hometown in two days."

How could she not want to treat Tamsin Mond?

After all, she was old. She and her husband, Tamsin, depended on each other. She was really afraid

that he would never wake up someday.

But Jenny could not bear to see her daughter suffer.

"Mom, if you want to go back, go back and rest for a while. I can find a nurse in the hospital."

"Oh, why are you so stubborn? It's settled."

"Mom..."

"Please, if you have time here, find yourself a boyfriend as soon as possible."

"Is that means if I have a boyfriend, you will agree to let my father stay in the hospital?"

She suddenly understood that her mother was worried that she cannot find a boyfriend because of

business and her extremely ugly face.

The old man's thoughts were indeed not as open-minded as those in the city, so she hoped her to find

a boyfriend and have a good home as soon as possible.

"Yeah, but you have not."

"Who said that? I already have a boyfriend, but I don't tell you."

"You're fooling me again. I can't even bear to look at your ugly face like this. Who would like you?"

"Okay, I'll take my boyfriend to see you tomorrow."

Vivian smiled at her adoptive mother and muttered to herself, "Where can I find a boyfriend?"

After coming out of the hospital, Vivian continued to deliver takeouts and went to the Shades Club on

time at five o'clock in the evening.

After changing into the security uniform, the security team began to patrol after a meeting in the

security department.

Vivian found John Chad and touched him slightly with her arm. "Hey, Chad, may you do me a favor?"

"What's the matter, Vivian?"

John asked.

"Well... are you busy tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Can you do me a favor?"

"Oh, no. My adopted father is in the hospital, so I asked the manager for leave. I have to go back

tomorrow."

"All right."

Vivian pursed her lips and went to find two other familiar colleagues. As a result, one just had a baby

and was not free and the other was in a conflict with his girlfriend, so he didn't dare to help Vivian.

She couldn't help complaining to the three of them, "You all have something to do. Who can I find to

pretend to be my boyfriend and see my mother?"

Just as she finished speaking, someone suddenly walked up to her and hugged her shoulder. "Pretend

to be your boyfriend? What a good thing, you should called me."

Issac Shaw appeared out of nowhere.

"Ya, Mr. Shaw, that's the right person."

"Yes! Vivian. Look at him. What a handsome man. Take him to your mother. It's a great honor."

"Mr. Shaw, please help Vivian. We happened to have something to do these two days."

The three friendly security guards said to Issac.

Because Vivian knew that once she took her boyfriend to the hospital, she should take him to see her

adoptive mother afterwards, so they couldn't help her indeed.

Issac glanced at Vivian, frowned, and said, "I'm good at pretending to be a boyfriend. But what's the

benefit?"

Vivian really couldn't find a suitable candidate, so she had to promise Issac who came to her.

After thinking for a while, she said, "After it's done, I'll treat you a barbecue."

"Deal."

"Okay, I'll call you at noon tomorrow."

After making an appointment with Issac, Vivian began to work. Issac called a few friends to sing in the

private room as usual.

At noon the next day.

Vivian prepared lunch for her adoptive mother and called Issac before leaving with the lunch box. "I'm

going to set off and wait for you at St. Hospital."

Half an hour later, when Vivian arrived at the gate of St. Hospital, she found that Issac, who was

dressed in a suit and had his hair tidied up, was leaning against the sports car and smoking, waiting for

her.

She parked the electric car and walked to Issac. She couldn't help complaining, "You're wearing such a

coquettish dress. My mother can tell at a glance that you're a fake."