My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 317

Vivian was unaccountably nervous and stammered back at him.

"Human beings are equal, there is no such thing as worthy or unworthy."

Sensing a loosening of Vivian's attitude in his words, Morris said urgently, "Perhaps, we can give it a try."

He was boldly pursuing the woman before him.

Vivian's heartstrings tensed and her eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Morris, hesitating.

Suddenly, her mind recalled what Yoona had said to her that day, that just because of what Yoona had once done, Morris had deprived her of the right to be a mother.

As a woman, Vivian could feel that pain first hand and could not help but be scandalised by Morris.

"Morris, I ......"

Vivian wanted to say something else, but the man said, "Get up, the floor is cold."

"Okay."

She responded and hurriedly got up, tugging at Morris in the process.

The man took her hand and stood up, then patted the snow on his back, but kept his hand firmly on Vivian, "Take the umbrella, it's very snowy."

He said.

Then, without a word, he took Vivian a few steps back, picked up the umbrella that had been left on the ground, and turned back towards the plum forest.

His hot palm wrapped around her cool hand, which instantly made Vivian feel less cold.

It seemed inconvenient for the man to hold the umbrella with his left hand, so his arm lifted and wrapped around her shoulders, bringing her towards him, "Come closer, you won't get wet in the snow."

When she felt the tenderness of the man towards her, Vivian's hands, tucked into the pockets of her trench coat, clenched together in an uneasy manner, her heart racing, almost suffocating with nervousness.

Before she came to the old mansion, she had been angry with him, but now they had suddenly made up.

He confessed his love to her.

Even though there were no flowers and diamond rings in the confession, Vivian still couldn't restrain her heart from racing, flutter, and even some joy.

Morris saw that she was not as aloof as she was a moment ago, but instead had the shyness of a woman in love, and the corners of his lips lifted in an imperceptible light smile.

"Vivian, I know you have a lot of concerns in mind. But I will give you time to adjust slowly."

It was surprising that Morris was inexplicably nervous as he said these words.

God knows, when faced with a ten billion order, he would not even have his heart racing and his palms sweating with nervousness like this moment.

Vivian wanted to say no, but when she thought about all the things he had done for her, it was a lie to say that she was not moved.

In the end there was a struggle before Vivian said: "Since we will give it try, we take three months as the deadline. If it's not suitable by then, I hope you won't force me. Is that okay?"

Three months?

Morris’ eyes lit up with a rather satisfying look.

"Okay, I promise you."

"But, I have something to say." Vivian said immediately, "First, you can't touch me during the time we try to spend together; second, you can't interfere in my affairs; and third, I don't want anyone to know about our relationship."

She had her own plans.

For the moment, there were still many people around her to watch out for, and it was best not to reveal her relationship with Morris.

"Well, okay."

Morris nodded and readily agreed.

Suddenly, he paused in his stride and turned sideways to face Vivian, his handsome face curling into a wicked smile as he knitted his brows and said, "What do you mean by 'no touching'?"

His hand on her shoulder deliberately increased its strength, as if to say: I'll touch you now.