My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343 Vivian Was Kidnaped
Issac gave a smile, pulling out tissue, wiping the water stains from his face carelessly, and said: "Vivian, how long have we known each other? Do you think that | would not know you? From the night you used my phone, | sensed that something was wrong with you, do you really think | don't know anything?’
Vivian only felt that her brain was so dizzy that even Issac’s words ringing in her ears.
"Since we've slept together, you might as well marry me. Otherwise, if outsiders know, who will marry you?’
He kept a smile on his face from start to finish, more like the smug smile of a man in power.
"You bastard ......'
Vivian finished her sentence and passed out.
It was only moments before she lost consciousness that it dawned on her.
Issac was here because he had begun to suspect her long ago, so before she came to this compartment, he had bribed the waiters here to drug her.
Vivian never expected things to unravel so quickly anyway.
She didn't expect that it ended up evolving into the current situation.
Vivian woke up at last.
When she opened her eyes, she found she was in a hotel.
The familiar room with the exact same mural hanging on the wall as the room she had stayed in that day.
Vivian lay on the bed, struggling to get up, but she was weak.
But when she inclined her head, she found Issac next to her.
“Vivian, you are awake."
Issac bared his upper body and propped his elbows on the pillow, resting his cheeks, reaching out with interest to rub his other hand gently over her face, "Tsk ...... what a nice skin, I can't help but want to kiss it.”
"Get your filthy hands off me!"
Vivian clenched her teeth, her anger running straight to her head. In that moment, she could almost feel the rage rising in her blood.
"Filthy?"
Issac smiled conspiratorially, his smile looking more and more hideous on that face, setting himself off like a hellish rakshasa with a strong chill emanating from his body.
He laughed and his hand fiercely squeezed Vivian's cheek, so hard that it hurt.
He tilted his head and said in a deep voice, "Filthy? I don't even dislike you that you've been fucked by Morris, and you have the nerve to call me filthy? How innocent do you think you are, huh? On the day of her engagement to Morris, in the hotel, he was talking to me on the phone while he was banging you. How come you didn’t think you were filthy then?" Issac became reckless in his speech, talking about all those unpleasant things about Vivian before.
Vivian frowned in pain, "Why are you doing this to me?"
She was quite unable to understand it.
“Why? Because I like you and I want you. I have given my heart to you, and you? Just because Yeon exposed the video of Yoona, you hit me and my sister so hard. My sister, who loves dancing so much, is now walking with a limp and will take a while to recover. And she can't even dance in the future, she can't dance anymore, do you understand!!!"
Issac was quite agitated and squeezed Vivian's cheeks with such force that he wanted to crush her bones.
At the moment he looked like a stimulated madman.
“You and Morris have ruined my sister and caused me to suffer ridicule in L City, so I will now make you know what pain is."
With that, he reached out and pointed to the side, where a video camera was sitting, pointed right at the bed.
Issac continued, "Know what it takes to make a man suffer? Hahaha, of course it's to destroy the love of his heart with your own hands. I'm going to record the whole thing so that Morris can see with his own eyes how the woman he loves is being played with by me.”
At the moment, Issac regretted that he hadn't made a move on her last time at the hotel.
"Issac, if you dare to touch me, do you believe I will kill myself?"
Vivian's words were not meant to intimidate Issac.
If she was really ‘touched’ by Issac once again, she would really want to die.
But, before she died, she would drag Issac to be buried with her!
"If you want to die, that depends on whether I give you that chance or not."
Issac didn't care what Vivian said, probably because he didn't believe she would kill herself just because he touched her.
After all, hadn't Morris touched her in the first place?
Without much ado, Issac leaned down to kiss Vivian.
And Vivian avoided it with a slight side of her cheek.
This repulsive action caused Issac's brow to furrow and his anger surged up.
He stared steadily at Vivian, his eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils filled with bitter coldness.
The next moment, he reached out and strangled Vivian's neck, "What? I am not worthy of sleeping with you? When Morris was messing with you,
I didn't see you resist!"
Issac always remembered the time when she called Vivian at the Hilton Hotel during the engagement party between Yoona and Morris, he vaguely felt that her voice was not right and thought he misheard.
It was only after seeing Vivian come out with a change of clothes and after he sent someone to check the surveillance that he was sure of the filthy things the two of them had done in the lounge.
Vivian stared at him angrily, her neck was tightly pinched by him, and it hurt as if her throat tube was almost shattered.
Her face flushed red and she struggled instinctively against it, but she was surprised to find that she could actually move her hands a bit.
Vivian clenched her teeth and lifted her arm with all her might, moving it inch by inch towards her neck to break Issac's hand.
But Issac was too strong, and she was not a tenth of his strength, so how could she be a match for him?
Vivian was in pain and gradually her mind went blank as if she was deprived of oxygen. She couldn't break Issac's hand, but she unintentionally touched the 60-million sapphire necklace around her neck.
Clutching the necklace in her hands, she lifted it with a force she didn't know where and ripped it off, pushing her thumbs against the black feathers that encased the sapphire.
With a gentle push, the feathers open upwards like the doors of a luxury car.
Vivian gripped the sapphire, braced her thumb against the feather, and with a violent effort, slashed out towards Issac's face.
She held the ‘weapon’ and slid Issac's facial skin, almost feeling the subtle sound as he was cut.
Issac was cut on the cheek by Vivian with a concealed weapon, and as soon as he let go of Vivian in pain, his hand covered his face, and a stream of sticky blood immediately slid down his face.
The wound, which was very deep, was stained red in a brief moment as blood dripped down his cheek and onto the white coverlet. Issac's lips trembled slightly in pain as he stared at Vivian with incredible fury