My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 313 Confessed by Mike

She teased with Yara.

Although she was bantering, Vivian sensed how much Yara cared for Mike and couldn't help but worry.

There were things that she really wanted to tell Yara frankly, but she was afraid that she would pass the

word on to Mike.

"Don't be ridiculous, I don’t."

Yara twisted Vivian's arm and snapped.

"Let's go, don't stand at the door, it's cold."

Mike came and helped Vivian carry her things, while Vivian walked in with Yara.

Through the front hall, across the bridge, they walked into the living room.

In the living room, Vivian saw Madame Cheal, and she walked up joyfully, "Grandma, it's been a long

time, how have you been?"

"I'm good, very good." Madame Cheal took her hand and gestured for Vivian to sit beside her, "Why

have you lost weight again?"

"Not at all, it's the same as before."

Vivian smiled heartily, enjoying Madame Cheal's concern, always feeling warmth in her heart.

Suddenly, she pointed to Yara, who was standing next to her, and said to Madame Cheal, "Grandma,

this is my good friend, Yara. She came here with me to visit you today."

Vivian deliberately explained that Yara had come with her to visit Madame Cheal, in order to avoid

Madame Cheal knowing that Yara liked Mike.

Although Madame Cheal was not Mike's real mother, according to her observation in recent days,

Madame Cheal still liked Mike quite a lot.

She was afraid that Madame Cheal was also unaware of the wolfish ambition of Mike.

"Hello Grandma, my name is Yara Sain, you can call me Yara." Yara grinned, playful and cute.

"Yara, you are so pretty, it's cold all the way here, isn't it? Sit down." Saying this, Madame Cheal

instructed the maid at the side, "Pour a cup of water for Yara to drink."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Yara sat directly next to Vivian, and as she sat down, she couldn't help but look at Mike.

Even though Mike was only talking to Madame Cheal and didn't even glance at her, Yara still felt happy

just looking at him.

It turned out that love was so beautiful.

They sat in the living room and chatted, and not long afterwards, Morris returned.

"Hmph, you're the slowest one every time, making us all wait for you." Madame Cheal gave him an

unhappy blank glance, but the corners of her lips were covered with a smile.

It was obvious that she was extraordinarily fond of Morris.

Morris swept a glance at the other people in the living room and was as cold as ever, "Sorry, I'm busy

with company matters and I just can't get away."

"Come on, hurry up and eat, or the food will get cold."

As Madame Cheal rose and walked towards the dining room, and the two of them, Mike and Morris,

chatted together, Yara tightened her arm around Vivian and whispered, "Hey, why didn't you say that

Morris was coming back? If I had known he was coming, we would have come over tomorrow."

Yara seemed to dislike Morris very much.

But Vivian knew in her heart that the reason why Yara rejected Morris was all because of the many

things that had happened to her in the past few days, and in Yara's eyes, Morris’ every word and deed

was a sign of 'standing by'.

"We're here to see Grandma, why do we care about him?"

"That's right."

Yara nodded her head.

They went to the dining room where the maids prepared a sumptuous dinner and they sat down to eat

together.

Yara was next to Mike, on the other side was Morris, beside Morris was Vivian, and next was was

Madame Cheal.

As they dined, Vivian thoughtfully peeled shrimps for Madame Cheal, "Grandma, have a shrimp."

"You're still the sweetest girl. Look at Mike and Morris, none of them can be counted on." Madame

Cheal said while shaking her head and sighing, "Alas, it's better to have a girl."

"Grandma, let me help you peel the shrimps too."

Yara suddenly stood up and patted the arm of Mike, "Let's change seats, I'll sit next to Grandma."

Perhaps it was because of her love for Mike, she liked Madame Cheal too, so she subconsciously

wanted to behave better.

Little did she know that her every move was quite absorbing.

Morris raised his eyes to Yara and then tilted his head to look at Vivian, but he happened to meet her

gaze.

They looked at each other and remained silent, continuing to eat with their heads down.

"Grandma, I heard from Vivian that you have high blood pressure. Although you can't eat pork or

chicken, it's okay to have some beef."

Yara diligently plied Madame Cheal with dishes.

Madame Cheal was so smart that she could see the signs with just one glance and smiled kindly, "Yara

is such a good girl, do you like Mike?"

At these words, Mike’s hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, and his pupils flickered with a

faint light.

"Hehehe, yes, yes, grandma. I ...... I have nothing to do with ...... Mike."

She was overly nervous and her speech was a bit incoherent.

"Hahahaha, can you still hide it from me?" Madame Cheal laughed cheerfully, her heart bursting with

joy, "I was worried before, saying that Mike is already thirty years old and still single. I didn't think he

would have a girl of his choice so soon."

"You've been hiding it pretty well." Madame Cheal scolded, and glared at Vivian, "And you, Yara is your

best friend, since she likes Mike, why didn’t you tell me before?"

"I ......"

Vivian was speechless, lookinh at Mike and then at Yara, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Pursing her lips, she smiled awkwardly, "Grandma, actually Yara she ......"

"Mike, Yara has taken such an initiative. When are you planning to meet Yara's family?" Madame Cheal

didn't wait for Vivian to finish her sentence and directly started mentioning the matter of meeting the

parents.

Vivian was nervous as she tilted her head with a sad face and glanced at Morris who was sitting beside

her.

But he just held chopsticks in one hand, eating his meal in an elegant manner.

Even though he was a handsome man by nature, even his meal was so pleasing to the eye, Vivian was

not in the mood to admire his beautiful face, but rather wished that he had stopped it.

Otherwise, there was no telling which way things would go.

"Mother, it is not urgent." Knowing that he could not deny it, Mike could only delay it backwards. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Mike was naturally aware of Yara's background, and this woman's power was something he could not

refuse.

He could not seem to find a suitable reason to take her under his command, and if he could keep her

by his side, in the future, his family would be under protection.

Yara's eyes lit up at Mike's words, and a blush sprang to her face.

She hung her head in shyness, her uneasy hands clenched tightly, as if she was nervous of being

confessed to.