My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 229 Issac is Angrily Beaten by His Father

The three men first looked at Morris, only to see him standing there with one hand on the table, the

other gauze wrapped hand clutching the chopsticks, and with a click, the chopsticks broke with a

sound, scaring several people.

Vivian, however, pretended as if she couldn't see anything, ''Morris, why did your chopsticks break?

Ugh, really, this restaurant is too rubbish, a pair of chopsticks just broke easily."

With that, she took the pair of chopsticks from Morris’ hand and threw them into the trash. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Then she took a new pair of chopsticks from the table and handed them to him, "These chopsticks are

good, eat. Otherwise if die out of hunger, I can get free meal again."

Her unscrupulous words deliberately angered Morris.

The other three men looked at Vivian and then at Morris, only to feel that Vivian was extraordinarily

inordinate, but Morris who had been indulgent.

Morris put down his chopsticks and lost his appetite for a moment.

Seeing that, and the other three put them down in silence and were silent.

Vivian, who was feasting on the dish, looked at several of them in confusion while chewing, "Why aren't

you guys eating? Is it because you think the food taste bad?"

"I am not hungry."

"Yeah, I have no appetite too."

"I ate too much for lunch."

......

They made perfunctory excuses.

Vivian held her chopsticks, picked up a soup dumpling, took a bite, sucked on the soup while inclining

her head to look at the motionless Morris who was like an ice sculpture, her clear pupils were quite

complicated.

No appetite?

Since so, she could eat alone.

So Vivian enjoyed gourmet feast all by herself in an extraordinarily pleasant mood.

One's mood becomes bad when one is hungry, but after eating and drinking enough, one's mood will

be better.

It wasn't until she had finished half of the food under the watchful eyes of the four that she put down

her chopsticks, drew out tissue to wipe her mouth, and indecently burped.

An awkward voice rang through the ward and she smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I got too full."

Several men's astonished gazes fell on Vivian in unison, before looking at Morris in unison.

As if to say again: the woman you like is really different.

He must have seen enough of the demure and elegant woman, so he preferred this 'fresh and

unpretentious' one.

Sensing the strange glances cast by his friends, Morris’ icy gaze felt on them with a hint of warning,

scaring the three into looking down at their phones.

Vivian ate enough and stood up, looking at the table of leftovers, she couldn't help but feel some pity,

"Look at you all, the country promotes thrift and frugality, you actually trash food like this, aren't you

afraid of being punished by God?"

Danny looked innocent, "I told you before, I'm not hungry."

Arlo rubbed his nose, "I'm a vegetarian."

Philip glanced at Danny and Arlo, with a sad look, as if to say: what should I say?

His mind raced, and he finally said, "I am hungry at the moment, just in time for some food."

Unexpectedly, just as his words fell, three voices rang out in unison.

"Eat them all!!!"

Morris, Arlo, and Danny looked at him, 'entrusting him with the task'.

Vivian nodded with great approval, ''Philip, you are skinny. I'm sure you must be the most unpopular

one in the gentry written in the novels, are your parents spoiling your brother and not loving you and

treating you harshly, that's why they starved you into this hellish state?"

She considered Philips as a pathetic person in the novel.

The corners of Philip's mouth twitched, "Heh heh, you're so capable of imaging, why don’t you go and

work in a novel company?"

"It will be a waste of talent if I work there."

She knew Philip was teasing her, but laughed it off, "Hurry up and eat, but don't waste the food. I've

eaten too much and I'm going for a walk."

After saying that, Vivian reached out and touched her food-burdened stomach and walked out of the

ward, wanting to take a walk outside.

After seeing her leave, Philip slapped his chopsticks on the table with a thud, "Are you guys too

bullying?"

"What does it have to do with us? The person who bullied you is clearly Vivian.

"

"Yes, that is true."

"Vivian is doing you a favor by letting you eat."

The last words were spoken by Morris, and after he finished, he stared at Philip with obscure and

complex eyes.

"Ahem, Morris, don't look at me with that look. I'm not really interested in Vivian, really."

As a man, he had a strong sixth sense.

It only took one look to know what Morris was thinking.

Philip explained with a plea for survival.

"Eat."

Morris withdrew his gaze and picked up his chopsticks, unconcerned by the table's leftovers, and ate

without any concern.

Such a move literally shocked the three.

Morris had a very serious cleanliness problem and would not eat anyone's leftovers at all, but he made

an exception for Vivian.

And at that moment, Vivian was walking down the corridor, and when she got bored, she went down

the stairway.

As she walked, she had gone down to the fourth floor.

At that moment, she heard a conversation coming from the stairway one floor below.

"Jun Lin Company has been bought by your brother, so when you get out of the hospital, go straight

back to work at the Shaw Group!"

From the deep and sonorous voice, Vivian knew at first hearing that it was Issac's father, Quintel's

voice.

"On what basis?"

Issac, who was standing leaning against the wall, burst out in anger, "Jun Lin Company is a company

that I created, who are you to acquire it? Quintel Shaw, do you think you can do whatever you want just

because you are my father?"

"What crappy company, the annual revenue is only a few tens of millions, do you plan to bog down like

this for the rest of your life? It is a shame!"

"Since you feel ashamed of me, you could have announced it to the public and said that you would

henceforth sever the father-son relationship with me." He snorted lightly, "Isn't that what you've been

thinking?"

"You stop it!"

Quintel snarled, "You think I want to care about you? If it wasn't for the sake of your dead mother, I

wouldn't care about such an asshole like you!"

"I can rely on my own, I don't need your care."

"You can't even protect your sister, what's your use? You're a useless piece of shit! You did something

stupid yourself and got your sister's legs injured by the Cheal family! What do you live for?"