She then yed the video and then saw Morris on the phone …


    Because of the elerated yback, it was too fast to hear.


    So Vivian yed it at normal speed and she heard …


    “Houghton, are you asleep?”


    “Yeah, I’ming to you now.”


    “Vivian is asleep.”


    “I hope, you can give a reasonable excuse. Otherwise, I won’t break up with Vivian.”


    With those few words, Morris hung up the phone.


    Vivian’s pupils widened in disbelief, and she felt a chill run down her back, a cold chill.


    How could this be?


    So, that night at the First ss Residence, Houghton and Morris had gone to the bathroom at the same time to talk.


    They …


    What were they talking about? ”


    For a moment, Vivian suddenly felt that there were too many secrets in Houghton.N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    The atmosphere had been tense when several people had entered the box at First ss that day, but it had eased up a lot since Morris and Houghton had entered.


    She thought at the time that Morris had taken care of Houghton.


    In hindsight, that was not the case.


    Drivenrgely by curiosity, Vivian tracked them all the way to the hotel, but the surveince showed Morris going into Houghton’s suite anding out again two hourster.


    What they had talked about in the meantime, Vivian did not know.


    When the news broke, Vivian thought of the First ss Residence and proceeded to crack the surveince of the First ss Residence to find the part where Morris and Houghton were talking to each other.


    Unfortunately, the surveince could not hear the voices.


    It was no longer necessary to investigate further.


    The reason Morris broke up with him was Houghton’s idea.


    But why?


    That night, Vivian lost all sleep.


    At 4. 30am, Houghton called Vivian for a morning walk.


    Vivian, who hadn’t slept all night, changed into her workout clothes and went out for a morning jog with Houghton, then ran down the road to the park to start her morning walk.


    It was after five in the morning on a summer’s day and the morning light was already bright.


    When Vivian arrived at the training area in the park, he didn’t start training, but took a mineral water bottle, unscrewed it and took two big gulps.


    He turned to a bench and sat down.


    Houghton, dressed in a Tai Chi suit and holding a ruler in his hand, walked over to Vivian and gently patted her on the shoulder, “Youzy girl, you’rezy again. Get up and train, no cking off.”


    Vivian didn’t respond, cing the mineral water bottle beside her before patting the seat beside her, “Sit down for a while, I need to talk to you.”


    She looked serious, not joking.


    Houghton knew all about what had happened to Vivian over the past few days and assumed she was in a bad mood.


    “What’s the matter, who’s been bullying your little girl again?”


    He snorted, “I didn’t get up early and train you every day to be bullied. All those skills you train every day, where did they go …”


    “Why did you let Morris break up with me?”


    Before Houghton could finish a sentence, Vivian nced sideways, her sharp gaze staring straight at Houghton.


    Her expression was cold and her gaze was like a torch.


    It was the powerful aura that made Houghton freeze for a moment.


    The two stared at each other for a few seconds before Houghton gradually slowed down, blinking sheepishly and looking away, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”


    “Don’t know? Then I can remind you. The night that Morris and I were getting our marriage license, Morris went to see you at the Hilton and what did you talk about?”


    “That day … that day …” Houghton thought about it and reached up and pped his head, “Ugh, I’m getting old, my memory is bad. But I was just talking to Morris about his future ns for life. It’s not much.”


    “Really?”


    Vivian’s white, delicate face was chilled as she asked, “Feinan Square, I saw you that night, what were you doing alone in the square on Feinan Street?”


    It was the same day that Vivian was in a bad mood, she went to Feinan Square alone in the middle of the night and met Mike.


    It was also the night she saw Houghton, and thought she was mistaken at the time, as the man disappeared when she chased him.


    Houghton’s heart thudded and his cloudy eyes flickered uneasily.


    “Can’t remember again?”


    Vivian smiled coldly, “The 19th of January, for what?”


    It was the first day of work at FUN Media Company at the beginning of the year, and because of a falling out with Mera, Mera had asked her to get breakfast, and she happened to see Houghton.


    Vivian made a quick change of clothes at a roadside clothing shop and was about to follow Houghton when she received a call from Yara, who was pleading for help on the phone.


    To save Yara, Vivian didn’t continue to follow Houghton.


    “Hey, hey, hey, hey, you dead girl must have been blind. I was still in the country on the 19th of the first month.” Houghtonughed awkwardly and raised a hand to scratch his hair, a wry glint in his eye as he looked away.


    “In the country?”


    Vivian nodded, “Speaking of being in the country, I remembered again. On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, I carried my things to your house to look for you. You were in the woods not far from your house, plotting something else with those men?”


    Houghton’s heart thudded and his hands, propped on his knees, clenched involuntarily.


    He had thought that by keeping everything behind Vivian’s back, he would be able to keep her in the dark.


    Who knew that she would find out so much?


    But Houghton had noticed something unusual when he saw Vivian appear on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, but Vivian hadn’t squealed and he hadn’t cared.


    “Still not talking?”


    Vivian pressed aggressively.


    To be continued……