My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 292

The man's expression was cold, holding back his temper as he placed his phone on the table and said coldly.

Vivian, who was peeling fruit, shook the apple in her hand, "I haven't finished peeling it yet, you can eat it before I leave."

Speaking of this, Vivian couldn't help but tease, "Still talking with such strength, it doesn't seem to be serious."

At these words, she did not wait for a reply from Morris.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Vivian didn't bother to speak again, instead she handed the peeled apple to Morris, "Here, have an apple."

Morris’ eyebrows wrinkled lightly, his cold eyes gazing at her before looking at the apple in her hand, "I said, get out."

"Hey, Morris, do you have any conscience? I was kind enough to peel the apple for you, what kind of attitude is that?"

Vivian was angry with him, but thinking about it, it was understandable that a sick person would be in a bad mood.

She said patiently again, "Come on, you're already so old, why do you have a temper when you're in hospital? All right, I'll feed you, okay?"

As she said that, she reached out and handed the apple to Morris.

Her fingers were holding the apple, and her long nails had been manicured, making her hand even more beautiful.

But it was this hand that Morris clearly saw as she wrapped her arm around Issac's waist.

At once, nameless anger ran straight to his head, and he shook the apple out of Vivian's hand, "Get out!"

The apple fell to the ground and rolled far away with a grunt.

Vivian's hand was slapped painfully by Morris.

She turned around and looked at the apple that had fallen to the ground, her pure face instantly plastered with a layer of anger. Only after a long time did she turn back, "Morris, you're just fucking sick!"

Endless anger blazed in her heart.

Vivian never understood why Morris was suddenly angry, but she didn't owe him anything either.

It seemed that she was used to him being so shifty, but that didn't mean she would go against the grain.

The knife Vivian held in her right hand did not close, but flung it violently, the sharp knife misoing and embedding itself deep into the bedside table, the entire sharp part of the knife sinking all the way in deep.

You can imagine how strong the force of the blow was.

She, in turn, was furious.

Vivian took the bag she had put aside and said as she was leaving, "Remember to register with a neurologist to have your brain checked. Don't be gloomy all day long, as if the whole world owes you money."

She stepped out of the ward and slammed the door with a heavy thud.

The force was so strong that even the transparent glass on the door of the ward was instantly shaken off and fell to the ground with a thud, splashing glass scraps everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Ethan and Sue looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

It had only been a few minutes since Vivian had entered the room, and they hadn't heard any argument, so why were they suddenly so angry?

Only Sue saw Vivian walking out of the ward in a rage, and when she heard the words 'get out' from Morris, she simply thought that the recording she had given to Morris the day before had irritated her, and that was why she was so angry.

Sue raised her eyebrows, her red lips curving up in a slight arc, her heart quite pleased.

Wasn't this what she wanted?

After Vivian left, Sue slowly got up and walked into the ward with elegant steps, looking at the man leaning on the bed.