My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 123

Her face was full of sadness, and Issac noticed something was wrong, so he was concerned, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just ate too much for lunch and I'm not hungry yet."

Vivian gave a perfunctory smile and pointed to the papers on the table again, "I'm reading papers, I'll be busy for a while before I'm ready to go home and sleep."

"Okay then, I don't feel like eating either, I'll stay here with you."

Issac walked over to her and sat down, glancing at the papers on her desk, "Anything you don't understand? I can explain to you."

He knew full well that Vivian was something on her mind, but he didn't ask more questions, just quietly accompanied Vivian for an extra night shift.

After work, Issac dragged Vivian to have some late night snacks before sending her back 'home'.

The address Vivian told Issac was an alleyway across from the Night Club, but she waited until after Issac left before returning to Morris' apartment.

Originally, she didn't want Issac to send her home, but she really couldn't refuse Issac's enthusiasm.

When she entered the apartment, it was dark inside, and by the dim light outside, Vivian took off her shoes and walked wearily to the living room to lie down on the sofa, closing her eyes and not speaking.

The phone rang in her pocket.

Vivian pulled out her phone and saw that it was Issac's call.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Vivian asked lazily as she rested on the arm of the sofa.

"Where are you?"

"Where am I?" Vivian froze, not understanding why Issac suddenly asked, "Of course I'm at home, where else could I be?"

"Oh, I was asking where your house is and I would like to come to visit you."

Issac’s tone slightly elongated, seemingly it was a deep meaningful sentence.

Vivian's heart thumped and she sat up from the sofa, thinking: Does he know something?

"I'm, I'm tired and want to sleep. Besides, I'm sharing a house with another girl. It is inappropriate for you come. Let's talk tomorrow."

She found a random reason and rebuffed Issac.

"Okay, see you tomorrow then. Good night."

"Good night."

Vivian hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that she had been overly concerned.

Unbeknownst to her, at this time, next to the elevator entrance on the negative second floor of the parking lot was standing Issac.

He clutched the phone tightly in his hand, his gaze fixed on the number on the elevator floor display-38!

The 38th floor, the very floor where Morris was located.

So she was living with Morris.

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Upstairs, Vivian did not know these things, and after lying in the living room for a while she went to the bathroom to take a bath, and then went to the study, turned on the computer, entered a mysterious website by typing in a string of URLs.

As she perused the content of the information on the website, she was careful to watch out for Morris who might return at any moment.

Suddenly, the door to the study was opened, and as soon as Vivian raised her eyes, she saw Morris who walked in.

"Why are you back?"

She asked, pretending to be casual, but closed the page, quickly clearing the trail of browsing URLs.

She clicked on a certain early-opening fiction page and pretended to be reading a novel.