My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 8

"Yes, I do."

Feeling the cold aura of the man, she felt as if she had just walked out of hell, and for the first time, she felt that she was so close to death.

In her instinct to survive, Vivian Mond nodded. "Of course I do. But how can I prove it?"

"Very good."

The frost on Morris Cheal's cold face disappeared, and his thin and moderate lips curved into an indistinct arc.

He leaned closer to her ear, his breath blowing her hair from her neck. It was numb, but it made Vivian Mond's back turn cold.

After waiting for a few seconds, she heard the man say, "I have a way to rest forever."

"What... what method?"

"That is..."

Halfway through his words, he seemed to tease her. It was not until he noticed that the little woman was very nervous that he said, "Cut off your uterus!"

"Zi... uterus?"

Vivian Mond was so scared that she took a few steps back and bumped into the sofa behind her. She fell down and looked at Morris Cheal blankly. "No, no... I don't want it."

If the uterus was cut off, the child would never be born again.

She would never agree.

"Morris Cheal, are you a devil?"

Vivian Mond, who had always been strong, couldn't help but be shocked.

Before this, she didn't know Morris Cheal's identity, but now that she knew, she became more and more afraid.

Because this man had the ability to crush everything.

Killing her was as easy as stepping on ants.

Morris Cheal snorted. He took out his phone and dialed a number. "Trent Stone, contact the hospital. Prepare to remove a uterus immediately..."

"No!"

Before Morris Cheal could finish his words, Vivian Mond suddenly stood up. She snatched his phone away and hung up the phone. Then, she yelled angrily and aggrievedly, "Why? Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have money?"

It turned out that it was meaningless to pretend to be innocent and pitiful in front of this man.

Because this bastard was simply a cold-blooded animal.

"We'll know if we can try."

Morris Cheal snatched the phone from her hand and walked past her.

"Don't go!"

Vivian Mond grabbed Morris Cheal 's hand and knelt on the ground with a thud. She said in a tearful voice, "Mr. Cheal, you can't do this. I don't know if I'm pregnant, but if I'm pregnant, I'll definitely have an abortion."

In order to protect the uterus, Vivian Mond tried her best.

"What dignity? It's worthless in front of my life."

She didn't want to lose her uterus at such a young age. At that time, no man would want it.

"You looked indignant just now, but now you kneel down and beg for mercy?" The man pinched her chin with his big hand. "Tell me, which side do you think I believe in?"

"Mr. Cheal, let's talk about conscience. Your grandmother drugged me and you slept with me. I'm the victim. Why should I bear the consequences?"

She was very angry.

Seeing how pitiful she was just now, but kneeling on the ground with an extremely angry look, this ever-changing emotion aroused Morris Cheal's interest.

"Because money can make you lawless."

He returned the original words to Vivian Mond and said, "Stay here. Someone will pick you up for surgery later."

Morris Cheal took out a tissue and wiped the hand which pinched her chin as if he felt very dirty.

After throwing the tissue into the trash can, he turned around and left.

"Mr. Cheal?"

"Mr. Cheal? We have something to discuss."

"Hey, Morris Cheal, don't go."

"Morris Cheal, you are a bastard, scum!"