My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 138

"No."

Morris took the glass directly from her hand and turned to leave the study.

He went back to his bedroom to shower and get ready to rest, but was still a little worried about Vivian, afraid that the stupid woman might fall asleep in the study.

As expected, by the time he appeared at the study door in his pajamas, Vivian was really asleep on the table.

Morris walked over to her, intending to carry her back to her bedroom, but ultimately refrained from doing so, instead going to get a blanket and covering her with it.

As it turned cooler, it was easy to catch a cold at night when she slept without a blanket.

Seeing her sleeping deeply, the computer still on the game page, she had her headphones on and just fell asleep on the table, even though the headphones sounded so noisy, they didn't wake her up.

Morris turned off the computer and helped her lean back on the executive chair, pressing a button on the executive chair, the chair back then tilted back to forty-five degrees, the person lying on it just enough to sleep.

Even though it wasn't a comfortable place to sleep, Morris knew that when she left L City, there wasn't going to be anyone to take care of her every day, and there were still some things she would need to get used to on her own.

She seemed preoccupied in her sleep, her brow slightly wrinkled.

Morris half-crouched in front of her, reaching down to her cheek and gently smoothing her brow.

Not a moment later, he got up and left the study, turning out the light.

The next day, Vivian woke up from the study and walked to the living room and sensed a familiar smell.

Her eyes lit up and she walked to the kitchen, and sure enough, Morris was making porridge, "Good morning, what kind of porridge did you make today?"

The handsome man was wearing a black shirt, with a plaid apron around his body, which was not in any way out of place, but rather very grounded.

"Fresh shrimp porridge."

Morris spoke to her with a little more gentleness.

"It smells pretty good, but you ......"

Vivian touched her nose and smiled sarcastically, "Why do you only make porridge and can't make anything else?"

"Because, I don't want to."

"Gee whiz, if you can’t, say you can’t, don’t say you don't want to."

Vivian bristled and grinned at him, "I'm going to brush my teeth."

"Go ahead."

When he answered, he saw Vivian bounce out of the kitchen and back into the bedroom.

At her young age, she was originally at a vibrant age, and should have been bouncing around, living as easily as she was.

Ten minutes later, Yara and Vivian sat in the dining room waiting for breakfast.

Morris came over with two porridge on a tray and placed them on the table, one in front of Vivian and one in front of himself.

Vivian froze and raised her eyes to look at him, "What about Yara's?"

"I only made two."

Morris didn't even look at Yara, as if he treated her as if she didn't exist.

Such a situation made Yara a little embarrassed, she shook her head, "It's okay, you guys eat, I'll just go out and buy some breakfast."

"Okay."

"What a waste to buy, we have that."

As soon as Morris finished speaking, Vivian cursed Yara and pushed Morris’ breakfast directly in front of Yara, "Try it, it's delicious."

"Uh ...... no, no, no, no, it's not necessary."

The man placed his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers and stood pensively looking down at Vivian, "In your opinion, when is the best time to sign?"

"Well ...... let's see ......"

She tilted her head and ran her fingers over her chin, thinking very seriously, "I think five days, no no no ...... five days is too long, three ...... two days will do. Besides, your company is so close, you can give you all the qualifications and information today, and you can sign today."

Once Yara heard Vivian's words, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Ohhhh, this ...... it this too much of a rush?" She reached out and tugged at Vivian's coat, coming up to her and whispering, "Usually signing up takes process, how can it be done in a day?"

Not to mention it was just a small company with no name.

"What process do you want?"

"It's a company rule, it's better to follow the rules."

"What rules? The company is my brother's, so of course my brother calls the shots on everything. His word is 'the rule'!"

Vivian couldn't wait for Morris to sign with Yara, and then she could get the three and a half million 'benefits' and go home to start her own business.

"That's not...."

Just when Yara wanted to explain the company process to Vivian, Morris uttered, "Okay."

The brief and concise word stunned Yara for a long time, but Vivian slapped the table and pointed at him, saying to Yara proudly, "See, I told you my brother is the best!"

"Heh heh."

Yara smiled stiffly, "Yes, yes, Mr. Cheal is awesome, awesome."

If Mr. Cheal wasn't great, she wouldn't have had to come and work with him.

"Is Miss Sain free to leave now?"