My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 228

"Since you were willing to bet, you should admit defeat."

He said, not giving Vivian the chance to go back on her words.

Vivian bristled with displeasure, and on a whim, she added, "Yes, of course, I will admit defeat. Although we can't be brothers, we can be brother and sister. Right, brother?"

With that, she glanced at the three men sitting off to the side, only to see those three staring straight over, ears perked up as they listened to the conversation between the two of them.

And the moment Vivian's gaze swept over, they immediately withdrew their gaze and were chatting animatedly.

Vivian then raised her eyes, reached out to hold her hand to her mouth, and whispered to Morris, "Even if you saved me, I won't forgive you for drugging me. You are scum, and it won't change just because you saved me."

Morris: "......"

The smile on his face instantly disappeared and he wanted to open this woman's brain and see what the hell was in it!

Not wanting to pay any more attention to Vivian, Morris stepped aside and sat down to chat with his friends.

It didn't take long afterwards for the people from the restaurant to deliver all the dishes Vivian had asked for.

Trent prepared the table with sumptuous dishes, and several people sat down to eat together.

No alcohol was allowed in the hospital, so they held glasses of juice and clinked glasses with Vivian.

"Congratulations to you for getting away with it."

"You have a great blessing."

"May you safe in the future."

"Get well soon."

"Hahahaha, thank you, Danny, Arlo, and Philip." Vivian was in an extraordinarily good mood.

Vivian raised the glass of juice, "Cheers. We will help each other in the future.

”

Vivian said, drinking the juice up.

Despite, feeling a harsh gaze shoot over when she wrapped her arm around Philip's shoulder just now, she still feigned ignorance.

After finishing her juice, Vivian put down her cup, took her chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork knuckle, just as she was about to put a piece of meat in her bowl, she suddenly thought of something and put the meat in Philip's bowl, "Come on, Philip, let’s eat together."

"Uh huh, that's more like it ......"

Philip nodded in satisfaction.

"Ahem ......"

Just as Philip took his chopsticks and picked up the piece of braised pork knuckle in the bowl, he heard Arlo and Danny both coughing one after another.

He froze and looked up at the two of them to see the two seemed to make a frantic gesture.