My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 227

Trent was also considered to have seen a lot of people, but because he had been working with Morris, most of the people he knew were some of rich women who were more poised in front of him.

However Vivian was extraordinarily different from them.

She lay on the bed and tilted her head to look at Trent, "Who told you that I can't finish? Even if I can't finish, I can still pack it up and save it for dinner."

It was absolutely possible for her to be frugal and eliminate waste.

But now she just wanted meat.

"Go and buy it. Arlo, Philip and Danny are all here, they can eat together."

In order to gag Trent, Morris mentioned his friends.

When he finished, he gestured a look towards the three men sitting to the side, and the three immediately cooperated.

Arlo: "Well, coincidentally, I want to eat braised pork knuckle too."

Danny: "What Miss Mond like to eat is quite similar to me."

Philip: ''How can we not finish just this little bit of food? You're underestimating us. Trent, hurry up and get it, I am starving."

Trent had to nod, "Okay, I'll go buy it right away."

They only needed to open their mouths, and he had to go for it.

Ugh, this was life.

Trent turned to leave the ward, closing the door behind him.

Vivian lay in bed for a while, inclining her head to look at Morris in the next bed, seeing him get up from the bed and walk to her side, "How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

Vivian shook her head, looking at Morris and then at the few people sitting off to the side, something that she didn't ask directly.

"You've met both Arlo and Philip, and this is Danny. They're all our people, so just say what you have to say." Morris took a chair handed over by Philip and sat beside Vivian, tenderly.

Listening to Morris’ words, Vivian was then relieved and asked, "Has there been a test done on me to find out exactly what it is that has burrowed into my body?"

This was the thing she was most worried about.

What a horror to have an inexplicable creature burrowing into her body.

She was still young and didn't want to die now from a disease that suddenly triggered at a young age.

Morris pretended to be calm, "You are lucky. The doctor did an examination, he found the location of the thing and cut a slit in your wrist to release the thing."

As he said that, he lifted Vivian's left wrist and pointed to the wound on her wrist, speaking.

In order to be able to convince Vivian, he did have the doctor cut a wound on Vivian's wrist.

But the wound was very shallow.

"What the hell is that?" She asked.

"A transparent worm, which required the special instruments to see it, it was taken directly to the hospital for disposal so as not to leave any after-effects."

"What? Why didn't you show it me?"

Vivian stared at Morris for a long time, as if she felt he was lying.

Knowing that Vivian was intelligent and clever, he took out his phone and found a photo from it, "It can’t take a picture, so I asked someone to paint it."

Vivian stared at the phone, the worm drawn on it looked like the one from the Michelin Peugeot.

With just one glance, she felt sick to her stomach, "Take it away, take it away, it's disgusting."

She reached up to her forehead, the mere thought of having such a worm running through her body made her felt disgusting.