“So.” Vivian nodded, “All right, you go to work.”


    She went into the living room and said to Morris, “The maid just said that Dixon took Sophie out, probably out for a drive.”


    “We’re going to eatter, do you want to make a phone call?” Morris said.


    Vivian shook her head and said, “Are you stupid? Dixon went to the trouble of taking Sophie away, so he must have taken her out for a walk. It’s good that Sophie has been depressed for a while now, so it’s good to go out for a walk, so let’s not call and ask.”


    She ‘woke up the dreamer’ with a start.


    Morris walked up to her, raised his hand and nodded her nose, “You, why are you so smart.” Saying that, he took her hand and walked towards the dining room, “Today, I asked the kitchen to make your favorite dish, make up for it.”


    “Mm, okay.”


    The two of them walked hand in hand to the dining room.


    For the first time since they returned home, the two of them dined alone, looking cold and more than a little ufortable.


    After the meal, Vivian went to her room to make a phone video call with Anne while Morris sat in her study and stared.


    Had Trent investigate Maddox Cheal and got the news that Maddox Cheal was doing well in D City and had a son and a daughter.


    But Maddox Cheal seems to love his son, so the news about his son is hidden, it is impossible to find out.


    Morris did not think much of this, but what surprised him was that Maddox Cheal, who had not been in touch for many years, was doing so well.


    Even more, all the properties are written in the name of his current wife Gwendolyn Aaron.


    This shows how much he loves Gwendolyn Aaron.


    Whenever he thought of this, Morris felt that Maddox Cheal was an asshole who had failed his own mother.


    Secondly, Morris believes that the reason why Maddox Cheal did not put the property under his own name is to keep his true identity from being known to more people.


    After all, everyone in L City knows that Morris’ father, Maddox Cheal, has long been ‘dead’.


    “What is the purpose of his sudden return?”


    Morris puzzled, abruptly, the eyes light up, vaguely some worry.


    A moment of contemtion, but he picked up his cell phone to Vivian’s adoptive parents to make a phone call.


    This call went out, and a conversationsted more than half an hour.


    In the evening, the couple shared a love bath, with Morris thoughtfully rubbing Vivian’s back, but skin-to-skin always ignites a dry fire.


    The whole tub of warm water, the two indulged in the water with abandon, allowing the water in the tub to ssh out of the tub due to violent ‘shaking’, until the ‘ying’ water was cold, Morris was willing to let go of the little woman in his arms.


    “Tired …”


    Vivian was tossed and turned with heavy eyelids, leaning in his arms and falling into a deep sleep.


    The man scrubbed her body, nearly resisting the urge to take her again, but seeing her tiredness, he had to let her go.


    After carrying her back to bed, putting on her pajamas and covering her with a thin nket, Morris went back to the study to work on her work.


    The next day.


    Vivian, who had had a good night’s sleep, was awakened by the phone ringing.N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    Vivian squinted and fumbled with the phone, answering it with her eyes closed, “Who is it?”


    “Vivian, you and my master are divorced? My God, you actually got divorced? You are divorced, is this young master … uh, is this so I can pursue my master?”


    On the other end of the phone, it was Margarita Jones’ voice.


    Vivian, who was sleepy-eyed just then, suddenly had a few moments of brain rity, “What divorce?” She sat up from the bed and found that Morris was no longer in the room.


    “You and my master divorce ah, the microblogging has been exposed. The ‘back from the dead’ Morris has a new love and does not love you anymore, so he divorced you. The ‘new love’ is not about me, right?”


    Margarita Jones overconfidently spected.


    “Ugh, those unscrupulous media on the Inte, you can also believe it?” Vivian snorted, unimpressed.


    “Of course I don’t believe what the unscrupulous media says, but my master has sent a video to prove it, so of course I believe it.” Margarita Jones threw another ‘deep sea torpedo’ that blew Vivian’s mind.