My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 111

But he didn't even do it.

This man was more or less a gentleman, with a bit of a conscience.

And she couldn't bear to turn her back on him.

Angrily, she walked back to sit beside Morris, her small, whitish face tinged with a slight blush from her excessive anger, making her pale cheeks even more delicate.

Taking in the scene just now, Morris asked in a soft voice, "If you're angry, why are you helping him?"

When the masked man appeared, Morris wanted to just get rid of him, but Vivian's subsequent words and actions showed Morris that she was a woman with ideas, and that he should not interfere with anything she did.

Unless she could not solve it.

This was a basic respect for Vivian.

"He ...... never mind, I'm so hungry, it's a waste of my life to bother with him."

Vivian huffed and snatched a skewer of meat from Morris's hand and rushed to eat it again, but still got her mouth burned by the sizzling kebab, "It's so hot, it's annoying!"

All sorts of things piled up and made her annoyed.

That look amused Morris.

Morris took the roast from her hand, cut a piece with his dagger, stuck it in the tip of his knife, blew on it, and then passed it to her mouth, "Here."

Vivian was so hungry that she didn't think much about it and took a direct bite, and immediately ...... her face stiffened and she looked at Morris with a tight frown, "Eww."

Without salt, it was really tasteless, and this was a terrible grill.

"Not good?"

Morris raised his eyebrows, taking a bite of the meat and tasting it, and his brows furrowed.

The meat was very woody and smelled burnt, even with blood in the meat, battered on the outside and raw on the inside.

Embarrassment surfaced on the man's stunningly beautiful face.

"Morris, can you only cook porridge?"

Thinking back to those previous days in the same room with him, including the second day they were in the village, he had served her porridge.

Besides porridge, it was porridge.

He didn't appear to have done anything else.

The truth was seen through by Vivian at a glance, and Morris's eyes flashed slightly, "Don’t eat."

His silence made Vivian instantly understand that it turned out that Morris really could make porridge!

"Well ...... actually, I guess, you're so busy with business, it's nice enough that you can make porridge. Well, not bad."

Vivian said very perfunctorily, and then quietly took the roast meat from Morris's hand and nibbled on it.

Even though the meat was undercooked, she was hungry and needed food, so she could only endure the fishy taste and chew a few bites.

Despite being hungry, it had to say ......

It was so damn ...... awful!

She swore the poison wasn't even this bad.

Vivian forced herself to take a few bites before she couldn't help but gag.

Seeing this, Morris' face was gloomy, yet he felt sorry for her.

"Don't eat it if it's too bad."

Morris snatched the roast from her hand and handed her the pistol, "Take this, I'll go find you something to eat."