Chapter 134 - 134: 134: Deliberately Ignoring, Waiting For Him to Coax
My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!
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The other end of the phone quickly replied, âAlright, Mr. Novak, Iâll arrange it right away.â
Yigol Novak responded with satisfaction, âMhm, you just need to inform them, and Iâll take care of the tenants. You guys just focus on fighting the lawsuit.â
âYes, Mr. Novak, donât worry, weâll do our best in the lawsuit,â they assured him.
Soon, a notification arrived that the tenants would gather at nine oâclock and Yigol was informed accordingly.
When Suri Drew came home, she habitually sniffed, as she used to be greeted with fragrant food when she walked through the door at this time.
But today was so quiet, there was no smell of food and not even the lights were turned on, engulfed in darkness.
âWhereâs my husband?â Suri had gotten used to Yigolâs presence; not seeing him when she got home made her feel uneasy.
When she turned on the lights, she found Yigol at home playing on his phone on the couch. Suriâs hanging heart suddenly dropped.
So he hadnât suddenly disappeared.
Suri changed her slippers and walked over to Yigol, hooking her arm around his and asking, âHoney, didnât you cook today? It feels so cold and empty.â
Yigol glanced at Suri before lowering his head to continue looking at his phone.
Suri, as clueless as a monk, couldnât understand why he was acting this way.
Ever since sheâd been with Yigol, heâd always doted on her. This sudden cold attitude made Suri panic.
With a coquettish tug on his arm, she held onto Yigolâs hand.
Yigol just allowed her to hold his hand, glancing briefly at their joined hands before using one hand to play with his phone.
With Yigolâs self-control, it wasnât difficult to control his impulses towards Suri.
Suri moved her face close to Yigolâs, touched his face, and checked him over.
Yigol didnât show any sign of anger, letting her do whatever she wanted. However, he completely ignored her.
Suri couldnot bear Yigolâs cold-shoulder, she began to panic. Was Yigol angry?
But she hadnât done anything to provoke him.
After some hesitation, Suri asked again, âHoney, whatâs wrong?
Yigol still didnât say a word. He didnât even look at her this time, his attention solely on his phone.
Suri didnât believe Yigol could be so engrossed in a game that he wouldnât pay attention to her.
Through their time together, she had gained some understanding of Yigol, knowing he had no interest in games.
His playing games now was purely for the sake of finding something to do.
After taking away Yigolâs phone, Suri directly mounted his lap so he couldnât ignore her any longer.
Sure enough, Yigol couldnât ignore her now. He suddenly looked up, staring straight at her, making Suri panic for no reason.
Was it so hard to please a man when he threw a tantrum?
âHoney?â Suri called out in a coquettish tone again.
Yigol directly withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes without a phone in hand.
It didnât seem like he was deliberately trying to anger Suri; more like he couldnât even see her presence, completely treating her like air.
âHoney, whatâs wrong?â Suri almost cried.
Finally, Yigol responded, âDo whatever you want, just give me back my phone and donât waste my game time.â
Yigolâs reply was worse than silence. That indifferent sentence almost brought tears to Suriâs eyes.
His coldness meant he was angry, but Suri racked her brain and couldnât figure out what she had done to offend him.
Why would he be angry out of the blue?
âHoney, why are you unhappy?â Suri asked, feeling wronged.
âIâm not unhappy, I just want to play games for a while. Stop getting in the way,â Yigol coldly replied.
Despite his cold words, Yigol didnât resist Suriâs actions.
With her sitting in his lap, doing whatever she wanted, Yigol indulged her completely.
Now that their relationship had reached this point, Suri felt in her heart that she had genuinely accepted their marriage.
If Yigol were more proactive, she wouldnât mind whatever they did. The reason they hadnât taken the next step was solely because Yigol wasnât taking initiative.
She initially thought he would pick her up from work today, but he didnât.
She didnât think much of it at the time since Yigol didnât always pick her up from work; only when he had time.
No pickup, fine, but he could at least have fragrant food waiting for her. That was the least she expected.
But there was nothing â he even treated her coldly.
If it were before, she would have thrown him out regardless of why Yigol had treated her this way.
Now, she was head over heels in love with Yigol and had even made up her mind to give herself to him.
At this moment, Yigolâs behavior sent her into a panic.
Her worst fear was that he would suddenly stop loving her just as she was at her most in love.
She didnât know how to bring this relationship to a close if it ever came to that.
Unsure of how to appease Yigol, Suri mustered her courage, held his face, and kissed him.
Yigol, are you okay now?â After the kiss, Suri blushed and asked.
Yigol replied, âNo.â
Anger surged through Suri. When she had kissed him, he hadnât rejected her, and he still claimed he wasnât okay.
Before, sheâd been panicking, but now she understood, Yigol was just putting up a front, waiting for her to coax him.
After pondering, Suri gritted her teeth. âFine, I give up!â
She then began to do something that took all her courage. âHow about now?â âItâs still not better, but if you try a little harder, it might be,â Yigol replied casually.
âTry harder? What do you mean?â Suri asked.
âWell, if you could help me relieve the heat down there, I might feel better,â Yigol replied.
Suri responded seriously, âSure, just wait a moment. Iâll fetch a pair of scissors, and with one cut, we can solve the problem. That way, you wonât have to worry about getting heated ever again.â
Knowing Yigol was putting on a front to make her coax him, Suri stopped panicking..