My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 344 Master is Coming to Her Rescue

Chapter 344 Master is Coming to Her Rescue

On the brink of danger, Vivian pushed Issac away with strength, rolled out of bed and ran towards the

outside.

However, just a few steps into her run, her legs gave out and she fell to the ground with a thud.

Issac sat on the bed, pulling tissue to wipe the blood from his face, and gazed at her indifferently, "Run,

aren't you very capable of running?"

He was inno hurry, as if he knew Vivian could not escape.

At this moment, Issac gave off a bloodthirsty and dangerous look that frightened Vivian's heart.

Feeling weak, but wanting to get out of here quickly, she eventually clutched the necklace and slid it

hard against her wrist.

With more clothes in winter, the only skin she could cut was her wrist, but avoiding the aorta.

A cut was made on her wrist and blood spilled out, a wave of pain hit her.

Vivian, who was feeling weak just a moment ago, felt better all of a sudden.

Seeing that Issac was getting up to come over, Vivian immediately climbed up, and ran towards the

outside.

"Shit!"

Issac did not expect Vivian to be able to get up even though she had already been drugged.

Barefoot and on the carpet, he strode out towards Vivian.

And seeing Vivian about to rush out of the suite, Issac became anxious and stepped forward, grabbed

her by the hair and yanked her back, "Fuck, where are you running?

Vivian, I'm not good enough for you, huh?"

Her hair was pulled hard with such force that Vivian only felt her scalp tingling with pain.

She reached out to protect her hair and said angrily, "Issac, let go!"

"Hmph, from the moment | brought you here, | had no intention of letting you out.”

Issac said in a cold voice.

Vivian spun around violently and kicked Issac hard in the abdomen.

The explosive power of that moment was amazing and completely unexpected by Issac.

He was kicked so hard by her that he couldn't help but stumble backwards a few steps to stand still.

Issac stretched his hand over his abdomen and smiled hideously, especially against the scar on the

right side of his face, like a bloodthirsty demon, hideous and gruesome.

"Just love the way you look when you're angry. Vivian, you think you are a match for me? Hahahaha ....

Issac threw back his head and laughed out of control.

Vivian had never seen such Issac before, seeing with her own eyes that his pupils were bloodshot and

he had a kind of morbid madness.

A sense of crisis came over her and she dared not linger any longer, running to the door of the suite,

but the door wouldn't pull open.

At that moment, Issac walked towards her, stepping closer.

Vivian turned around and leaned against the door panel, a feeling of powerlessness abruptly arising.

The kick she gave to Issac just now had exhausted all her strength, and it was now by the pain of her

wound that she was hanging on to her spirit, that she was able to support herself on her feet.

But how could she be a match for Issac when she was so powerless?

When she was with Morris, she only felt that Morris' aura was powerful and intimidating, but not like

Issac's such a ruthless aura, as if he wanted to bruise her and destroy her in a minute.

She thought of the camera sitting in her bedroom and became increasingly nervous.

If Issac had gotten his way today, Vivian could not imagine if she would have the courage to live after

the video was exposed.

When the world knew she was being raped, she would felt she was a joke and would be judged.

How could she not be afraid?

But terror struck, and Vivian could only face reality.

Seeing Issac walking over, she subconsciously swung a punch at him, however, just as her hand

swung out, it was easily clutched by Issac and brought towards him.

When Vivian's body went limp, she could only let him hold her.

Issac's lips curled up in a smile as he leaned down and sniffed at her, “That's the smell, a feeling that

never existed on Yoona."

He clasped her head in his palm and leaned her against his chest, rubbing her ears, "Do you know how

long I've waited for this day? I thought you were a different kind of girl, but I didn't expect you to be in

the company of Morris. I was the one who helped you out, Vivian, you're so ungrateful."

Issac was clearly on the verge of extreme anger, but his words were so gentle that it sent shivers down

the spine.

Vivian struggled and resisted, but that little force did nothing but provoke Issac, causing him to become

more and more frantic to fuck her.

He leaned down and picked Vivian up horizontally, "Vivian, let me pamper you. As long as you are

pregnant with my child, you can be my woman in the future. However, if you are so misbehaving, I can

only imprison you at home, and from now on, you will only be my woman.

As he said this, he carried Vivian towards the bedroom.

"Issac, if you dare to touch me, do you believe I will die with you?" She resisted and rebuked angrily,

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“Don't say that. You were the love of my heart from the beginning to the end, how could I let you die?

Even if you die, you will die in my bed."

He placed Vivian on the bed and reached out to cupped her chin, "Be good, I'll be gentle with you."

Vivian glared angrily at Issac, only to feel that no amount of words would help.

"Issac, why have we come to this point between us? I have no shame in you."

She wanted to persuade him.

She hoped she could convince Issac to let her off the hook.

However, these words were of no use to Issac at all.

Issac smiled conspiratorially, "Your mistake was in choosing Morris."

After finishing his light-hearted sentence, he leaned down and kissed Vivian directly.

And just then, there was a loud bang.

A voice rang out from outside the suite, startling Issac into rolling onto his back and heading outside.

But when he pulled open the bedroom door, before he could get a good look at the person standing in

the doorway, Issac only felt pain in his abdomen and he flew straight out two metres away, hitting the

bedroom table directly and bouncing back onto the floor, unable to get up.

Seeing this scene, Vivian's heart fluttered and she subconsciously thought that Morris had come to her

rescue.

But when she got a good look at the person standing outside, she was moved.

The visitor turned out to be her master, Houghton.

He stood at the door, swept a glance at Vivian lying on the bed, blew his beard and glared in anger,

pointed at Issac and cursed, “Damn it, you bastard, you dare to bully my disciple. See if I ruin you

today!"

He cursed and walked in, scanned around and finally landed his eyes on a wooden coat rack at the

side, directly picked up the rack and smashed it towards Issac.