Chapter 150 - 150: 150: Some Deliberate Little Romances, Little Surprises
My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!
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âHot, do you understand what I mean?â
Suri Drew was speechless and looked at him disgustedly, âHusband, youâre really disgusting. Itâs clearly you whoâs very⦠you know, and yet you have the nerve to criticize me, tsk tsk tsk⦠Indeed, youâre just a shameless bastard.â
Yigol Novak shook his head helplessly. It seemed like he couldnât get rid of the âshamelessâ label.
âWife, when I ask if you like flowers, Iâm not planning to buy them. Bought flowers are useless, they wither before you can properly appreciate them. But we can plant some, huh? What flowers do you like? We can plant them in the villaâs garden when we move into our marital home. A courtyard full of flowers you like, doesnât that sound beautiful?â
Speaking of the marital home, Yigol Novak just remembered he hadnât asked about the progress, so he hurriedly asked, âWife, howâs the marital home you envisioned coming along?â
Suri answered indifferently, âI havenât started yet.â
Her attitude seemed cold, but her quick response revealed the truth.
After saying that, she didnât dare to look into Yigol Novakâs eyes, which indicated that she cared a lot about this matter. She was just used to opposing Yigol Novak.
Moreover, Yigol Novak noticed a small detail. When he mentioned their marital home, Suri stopped saying things like, âIt has nothing to do with meâ or âIâm not his wife.â
The young girl who had just tried to sell flowers made Yigol Novak reflect on himself.
He was indeed not a romantic person, but that didnât mean women didnât need romance.
He didnât know how, but he could learn. He used to think that taking good care of Suri and their home was enough to show his love.
Now it seemed he was completely wrong.
If the two of them continued to live like this every day, they would eventually find their lives dreary and monotonous. Life needed excitement.
Excitement came from occasional deliberate little romantic gestures and surprises.
It seemed he needed to pay more attention to this in the future.
That little girl, who had failed to sell her flowers, went back to the shop and was harshly scolded by a woman. She threw the bouquet at a boyâs face.
âRobert Hill, are you blind? Canât you see Iâm in a bad mood?â The woman shouted angrily at the boy.
The boy just glanced at the woman listlessly and then continued to play with his phone.
âYou useless thing! Aside from playing on your phone, what else can you do?
Youâre so useless that even if a thief broke into our house, you wouldnât notice!â The woman angrily pointed at the boy and cursed.
The little girl was frightened and ran back inside, not daring to come out again.
The womanâs anger was directed at her eldest son. Ever since she had schemed to break up her sonâs relationship with his girlfriend, he had become obsessed with his phone. It seemed as if his entire life revolved around it and he had no interest in anything else.
The woman became even angrier as she watched him. If this had happened before when she was in a good mood, she might have let it slide.
But now, her mood was terrible, and seeing her son just made her more irritated.
That man earlier, whoever he was, had an average appearance and was dressed ordinarily. He couldnât even afford a bouquet for his stunning girlfriend â yet her own son, who came from a wealthy family, was only able to find girlfriends who were crude and flashy. The more the woman thought about it, the angrier she became.
She had been yelling for a while, and her son didnât even spare her a single glance, let alone reply to her. She grew even angrier, eventually kicking him.
Even after her son was kicked, he didnât seem angry and continued to play on his phone without looking at her.
The furious woman grabbed her son and threw him out of the flower shop.
At that moment, Yigol Novak and Suri Drew happened to pass by the shop and the boy fell right in front of them. Yigol subconsciously looked inside the shop and saw the little girl peeking out from behind the door, and he immediately understood the situation.
When the woman saw Yigol Novak and Suri Drew, she became even angrier and grabbed her sonâs head. Pointing at Yigol and Suri, she yelled at her son, Robert Hill, âDo you see that? Even a poor, shabby man like him can have such a beautiful girlfriend. What about you?â
âI spend money on your education and provide for you, but what kind of people do you bring home as girlfriends? Each one is uglier than the last, and you canât even find a decent job. Whatâs the point of your life?â
âAll you ever do is play on your phone and games. Canât you try to achieve something worthwhile in your life?â
âLook, even if you donât want to work, Iâll support you. All Iâm asking is for you to find someone to marry and have a child soon. But what have you brought me? If theyâre not incredibly ugly, theyâre plastic surgery monsters. I donât understand how you could be attracted to them.â
âWhen I made you break up, it was for your own good. If you had a child with her, imagine how ugly that child would be. And yet, because of this, you no longer talk to me and only play on your phone. Is it really necessary?â
âLook, even a poor man like him can have such a beautiful girlfriend. Our family is wealthy, yet youâre so disappointing.â
That woman, looking as if she had gone mad, yelled indiscriminately, attracting a crowd of onlookers. Yigol Novak and Suri Drew stood across from her.
Not only did the surrounding people watch the woman, but they also stared at Yigol Novak and Suri Drew.
This made Yigol, who had been in a good mood, suddenly flare up with anger.
If the woman wanted to curse her own son, it was none of his business. However, she shouldnât have involved him and Suri as well.
Yigol Novak was not pleased and responded, âItâs your own business to scold your son, whether you want to scold or beat him, itâs your business. But why are you involving me and my wife?â
âNo wonder your son wonât listen to you with a mother like you. Itâs already a miracle that he hasnât been killed by you.â
âYou⦠say that again!â The woman looked at Yigol Novak furiously, as if she wanted to eat him alive.
âAfter all, heâs a person too. He seems to be an adult and he should have self-respect, right? You just hit and scold him whenever you want. Even an animal has dignity, let alone a human.â
âLooking at you, youâve never considered his feelings. Thatâs why heâs turned out like this. Having a mother like you is truly tragic. Do you really expect him to listen to you? Itâs already good enough that he hasnât cut off his relationship with you.â
âAnd that young girl earlier. She was such a simple and innocent lady, but you taught her how to sow discord. You donât deserve to be a mother at all..â