My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 219

She smeared herself, just hoping that Morris would have the self-awareness to stay away from her.

"So, how many men do you have besides me?"

Morris' large palm constrained her wrist, with a force that could not help but crush Vivian's bones.

The corners of her mouth grinned in pain, but she still forced herself to bear the pain in her wrist, inclined her head to think, and said carelessly, "Let's see, in high school I got a room with a guy I liked, and he ended up running away in fear before it even started. When I was in college, I really fell in love with a guy, it was my first love, and we went out to get a room a lot.

Then when I found out that my first love are not good in bed, I dumped him and switched to another guy. I found a tall, powerful, athletic guy until graduation. When he left the country, he wasn't in touch."

Vivian almost made herself out to be a delinquent girl, hoping that Morris would think she was a slut..

"You're lying. The first time you mistakenly broke into nighttime apartment that night, you were still a virgin!"

"What the hell, that thing is just a layer of membrane, I'll go to the hospital to refill it any time I change partners. It's just a thrill to play, ugh, it's no fun you don’t even know this."

Vivian broke off Morris' hand and turned to face the bookshelf squarely, pretending to look for a book.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly as she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, after she had smeared herself, would this man still be interested in her?

"Slutty!"

Just as Vivian was secretly speculating in her heart, the low voice of Morris suddenly rang out behind her.

The sound was not loud, but she could hear it clearly.

Vivian smoothly took out a blue book, opened it, looked back at Morris, shook her head, with a face of contempt, "You are not avant-garde. Think about it, what age is this? It's the twenty-first century, past the time when men could have three wives and four concubines, not it is the time for women to have three husbands and four concubines. Even if the traditional concept doesn't allow it, it's not a crime. Do you think so?"

Speaking of this, Vivian closed the book in her hand and inclined her head, those watery, clear eyes looking him up and down, "Actually, you're quite handsome, if you weren't too domineering, I could consider being with you. As long as you promise me that I have another men."

"Okay."

Morris raised one eyebrow and lifted a hand to hook her chin, "If you dare to find one, I will kill one."

"Tsk ...... hostile. "

Vivian shook her head with an indifferent posture, seemingly not caring at all about Morris' threats, and let out a long sigh, "Alas, life is short, just enjoy it in time. I just like money and beautiful men, and if you can't accept that, it's doomed that we can't be together. But Issac is different, Issac knows that I'm a philanderer, and he'll be able to accept me finding another man. Morris, your love is still a bit too domineering."

Vivian felt heart-weak, but she still said it out.

With the idea of convincing Morris that she was 'scum', she became reckless.

"You think that I would believe you?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you really don't believe me, after we leave here, you can go investigate. My first love, the one I got a room with, his name is Stefan Bell."

For conviction, Vivian literally told Morris the name of her ex-boyfriend.

"Stefan Bell ......"

Morris murmured Stefan Bell's name, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took Vivian's words with a grain of salt.