Millionaire In Love With Me

“Since you were willing to bet, you should admit defeat.”

He said, not giving Vivian the chance to go back on her words.

Vivian bristled with displeasure, and on a whim, she added, “Yes, of course, I will admit defeat. Although we can’t be brothers, we can be brother and sister. Right, brother?”

With that, she glanced at the three men sitting off to the side, only to see those three staring straight over, ears perked up as they listened to the conversation between the two of them.

And the moment Vivian’s gaze swept over, they immediately withdrew their gaze and were chatting animatedly.

Vivian then raised her eyes, reached out to hold her hand to her mouth, and whispered to Morris, “Even if you saved me, I won’t forgive you for drugging me. You are scum, and it won’t change just because you saved me.”

Morris: “…”

The smile on his face instantly disappeared and he wanted to open this woman’s brain and see what the hell was in it!

Not wanting to pay any more attention to Vivian, Morris stepped aside and sat down to chat with his friends.

It didn’t take long afterwards for the people from the restaurant to deliver all the dishes Vivian had asked for.

Trent prepared the table with sumptuous dishes, and several people sat down to eat together.

No alcohol was allowed in the hospital, so they held glasses of juice and clinked glasses with Vivian.

“Congratulations to you for getting away with it.”

“You have a great blessing.”

“May you safe in the future.”

“Get well soon.”

“Hahahaha, thank you, Danny, Arlo, and Philip.” Vivian was in an extraordinarily good mood.

Vivian raised the glass of juice, “Cheers. We will help each other in the future.”

Vivian said, drinking the juice up.

Despite, feeling a harsh gaze shoot over when she wrapped her arm around Philip’s shoulder just now, she still feigned ignorance.

After finishing her juice, Vivian put down her cup, took her chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork knuckle, just as she was about to put a piece of meat in her bowl, she suddenly thought of something and put the meat in Philip’s bowl, “Come on, Philip, let’s eat together.”

“Uh huh, that’s more like it …”

Philip nodded in satisfaction.

“Ahem …”

Just as Philip took his chopsticks and picked up the piece of braised pork knuckle in the bowl, he heard Arlo and Danny both coughing one after another.

He froze and looked up at the two of them to see the two seemed to make a frantic gesture.

Philip followed their gaze and saw Morris’ bitingly cold and sharp gaze staring straight at him.

If eyes could kill, he would have been killed by a thousand cuts.

Morris was like the king of all beasts in the jungle whose territory was encroached, and a stern coldness emanated from his body, which scared Philip.

He immediately warily put the piece of braised pork knuckle back into Vivian’s bowl, “Hehehe, I don’t love pork knuckle, really.”

Bullshit!

He loved braised pork knuckles!

But now he had to give up his favorite.

Morris was very satisfied with Philip’s performance and he picked up his chopsticks and gave Vivian a piece of pigeon meat, “Here, eat this for tonic.”

Although Vivian was eating quietly, the four people’s eye contact and conversation were all taken in by her in a pretend unconscious manner.

So when she saw a piece of pigeon meat in her bowl, she whined, “Pigeons are so cute, why do you want to eat pigeons?”

The hypocrisy almost made her sick to her stomach herself.

The next moment, she chucked the pigeon meat into Philip’s bowl, “Here, Philip, since you don’t like pork knuckle, then eat the pigeon. Pigeons are delicious, they taste good and nutritious.”

Morris’ hands froze, and his face suddenly turned dark.

“No, no, no, I don’t like pigeons either.”

How could Philip, who had been forced to change his appetite, dare to eat the dish that Vivian helped him with?

He immediately chucked the piece of pigeon meat into Vivian’s bowl, then pointed across the table and said, “All the dishes I like are at Danny’ side, I’d better sit there.”

Saying that, Philip stood up and carried the stool before he walked away.

However, Vivian didn’t even give him a chance.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Sit down!”

She pulled Philip to sit on the stool with one hand, “I’ve said it, in the future, I will take care of you, so let me help you with this.”

After Vivian finished speaking, she stood up and directly swapped the few dishes in front of her with the few dishes in front of Danny, placing all the dishes Philip ‘loved’ in front of him, then very proudly raised her eyebrows at Philip and patted him on the shoulder, “How about it? I am good to you, right?”

“Heh heh heh, you are good, thank you, Vivian.”

Philip smiled sardonically, his smile was worse than crying.

He struggled inwardly: is this you being good to me? I think you’re in a hurry to send me to the hell!

“You’re welcome. You’re my man from now on, I …”

“Pfft … ”

As Vivian’s words had just come out, Arlo, who was eating across the table, choked, and immediately inclining his head to the ground, the rice in his mouth splashing out, unable to withstand the frantic coughing.