My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 290 Beware of Mike

"You're awake?"

A voice suddenly rang out, startling her.

She inclined her head and only then did she see Issac curled up on the tan sofa, perhaps too cold, with

a pillow on him.

"Issac, why are you here?"

Vivian reached out and patted his head, she clearly remembered very clearly that she had drunk too

much last night and when she was about to have the servant drive her back, Mike came to see her off,

so how come she was with Issac now?

"When I called you yesterday, it just so happened that it was answered by Mike. He didn't know where

you lived and had a temporary problem, so he took my car away and asked me to drive you back.

When I received you, it dawned on me that you had moved and no longer lived in the same place as

before. I had no choice but to bring you to the hotel."

Issac sat up from the sofa and reached out to rub the back of his neck, "After sleeping on the sofa all

night, my neck hurts."

"You have stiff neck?"

Vivian got up and got out of bed, "Should I take you to the hospital?"

Issac tilted his head and shook his neck, "It's fine."

Hearing that, Vivian didn't say anything more, "Then I'll go wash up first, and then we'll go out for

breakfast."

"Okay." He answered.

Vivian went to the bathroom and stood in front of the sink washing her hands, looking at herself in the

mirror, she couldn't help but frown and sigh softly.

Too careless.

How could she fall asleep in Mike's car after drinking?

In the end, she actually didn't even know how she got upstairs.

But luckily Issac was with her last night, if it had been Mike, she hardly dared to imagine what would

have happened later, it really was too much to prevent.

She blamed herself.

After washing up, Issac went to wash his face, and after everything was done, it was already half past

six in the morning, the two of them went downstairs together and went to eat.

Because the hotel they booked included breakfast, Vivian dragged Issac to eat at the hotel restaurant

in order to save money.

Only after they finished eating did the two go their separate ways.

Throughout, Vivian did not tell Issac where she lived.

After returning home, she changed her clothes before going to the office.

She was busy at the office until midday when someone knocked on her office door.

But when the door opened, it was Yara who walked in.

She was carrying a bag from the dessert shop in her hand and placed the items on her desk with a

joyful smile, "Here, I brought you something delicious."

Vivian leaned against the chair and pursed her lips, "Don't you think it is werid?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it nice?" She grunted arrogantly.

Vivian carried the bag and looked at it, there were cakes, tiramisu and so on, all of which were some

particularly sweet ones.

She raised eyebrows at Yara, "What good thing makes you so happy?"

Coming over to her so impatiently in the morning, there must be something happy that made her

unable to hold back, that was why she came so early.

"Hey hey hey, you're smart."

Yara walked to the sofa to the side and sat down, hugging the pillow smoothly, inclining her head to

look at Vivian, "I'm in a relationship, haha ......"

That sweet and wonderful look when she said it was like the innocent cuteness of her first love.

Vivian was holding the tiramisu, the movement in her hand gave a beat, "With whom?"

"Aren't you asking nonsense? Of course not Anthony!"

"Mike?"

Vivian's heart thumped, and the tiramisu in her hand instantly stopped smelling good.

Putting the stuff into her bag and setting it aside, she got up and walked over to Yara, sitting directly on

the low table and questioning in a deep voice, "When did this happen?"

"Well ......" she smiled, "Actually it was the night before last. I promised Mike that I wouldn't tell anyone,

but you're different. We are good friends."

Vivian was keenly aware of the problem, "So you're not allowed to tell anyone?"

"Not really. He is worried that if Anthony finds out, Anthony won't let go of him, so I just want to protect

him."

She sighed deeply as she said this, "I suddenly felt so sorry for him that he has to sneak around to

have a relationship with me. But he can accept me, it's already the best. No matter what will happen in

the end, I will not regret it."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Vivian rubbed her head, "What do you mean? He can accept you? So, it was you who confessed to

him?"

"Uh-huh. Yeah. He saved me that day when Anthony came over.

To thank him, I took him to dinner. But I'm used to being abroad, so I just came clean since I like him. I

just didn't expect him to be interested in me too."

When she said these words, Yara was immersed in a beautiful fantasy of love, her mind was filled with

the ambiguous beauty between Mike and her the night before, bit by bit.

She looked like she was in love.

On the contrary, Vivian looked serious, not happy with Yara's words, but also preoccupied.

With a frustrated sigh, she got up and walked to the window.

Yara suddenly returned to her senses, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy that I've fallen in love? Are

you jealous?" She joked.

Vivian placed her hands in the pockets of her trousers, hesitated for a moment and said, "Yara, I told

you that Mike is not simple. Have you forgotten all my words?"

Since Yara treated her as a good friend, there were some things she had to tell Yara.

Originally, Vivian was thinking that Yara only had feeling for Mike now, and perhaps after a while the

novelty wore off, she would forget about him.

Unexpectedly, things had progressed far more quickly than she had imagined, and this stupid woman

had even confessed her feelings to Mike.

"You've just experienced too much misfortune in your life to think that there are mostly bad people in

this world. But I'm still very touched, after all, you're doing it for my own good."

She laughed innocently, having been immersed in the honeypot of love for a long time.

Vivian suddenly felt a sense of helplessness towards Yara.

She lifted her hand to ruffle her bangs in front of her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, "Listen,

beware of Mike. He is not as simple as you think. Have you ever thought about why a person who has

not long left the country can be friends with the prince of C Country in such a short period of time?"

Clinging to the powerful was not a good thing, sometimes it would get you into trouble.

But if one wanted to cling to the powerful, then naturally one had his own agenda.

And for Mike, Vivian preferred the latter.

"Well, never mind, I should not tell you about this, if you say it again, I will be angry.”

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