Chapter 98 - 98: The spirit of my wife lives in your body

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After thinking about it, Suri Drew said, “How much are your belongings worth? I’ll compensate you for them. I’ll transfer you the money, and you can buy new ones. I’m not opening the door for you.”

“No, my stuff is too expensive. You can’t afford it. Just open the door for me,” Yigol Novak said with a feigned serious tone.

“What? Are you trying to trick me? You just have a few worn-out clothes! What can’t I afford?” Suri Drew replied, feeling triumphant again.

She felt like she had regained her dignity, lost when she’d backed down in the living room earlier.

“No, really, you can’t afford it. Just open the door and let me take my stuff,” Yigol Novak said seriously again.

Suri Drew’s anger, which had just subsided, flared up once more.

“Tell me, what can’t I afford?”

“My sweet heart is in there. My sweetheart is the most beautiful, prettiest, gentlest, and unique girl in this world. You can’t buy her with any amount of money, and I can’t sell her. So, just open the door. I’ll take my sweetheart and leave right away.” Yigol Novak said it with great seriousness, as if it were the absolute truth.

“There’s no sweetheart of yours here, you bastard!” Suri Drew was almost infuriated to death by this man.

She really wanted to go out and beat Yigol Novak up, but she knew she was no match for him, and she couldn’t predict what that bastard might do next.

“Just because you say there’s nothing, does it mean there’s nothing?” Yigol Novak retorted.

“Who are you and why are you in my sweetheart’s room? My wife’s name is Suri Drew, and this is her room. Did you hide her somewhere? You’d better give her back to me obediently, or else…” Yigol Novak’s tone was full of threats.

Suri Drew was listening to Yigol Novak’s nonsense with full attention, but he suddenly stopped midway, which left her feeling agitated.

Bastard, he’s truly a bastard.

“Or else what?” Suri Drew replied defiantly.

“Or else I’ll…”

The next second, the door of the room suddenly clicked open.

Yigol Novak dangled a hairpin in his hand: “Or else, I’ll come in by myself.”

Suri Drew was dumbfounded. Why hadn’t she noticed before that Yigol Novak possessed the skill of a thief?

She’d already locked the door, but he could still get in?

The moment she saw Yigol Novak entering, Suri Drew’s heart skipped a beat, feeling uncertain about what to do.

Not wanting to surrender her momentum yet, she hesitated to confront Yigol Novak head-on.

Trying to seem calm, she stuttered, “Stay away from me, or I’ll fight back.”

Yigol Novak naturally wouldn’t be intimidated by her. Besides, she was no match for him in a fight.

Of course, he wouldn’t hurt her. With his strength, it was a piece of cake to neutralize any of her moves.

Yigol Novak smiled and stepped forward. Before Suri Drew could react, he caught her hand.

In that instant, Suri Drew felt as if she’d been electrocuted. She shuddered and wanted to break free, but she found she couldn’t muster any strength at all.

Yigol Novak slowly moved closer to Suri Drew. She struggled, but couldn’t shake him off. Seeing Yigol Novak’s face coming closer and closer, she panicked and turned her head away.

Just as Yigol Novak’s face almost touched hers, Suri Drew closed her eyes in panic, trembling like a frightened bunny.

Yigol Novak suddenly raised his head and brushed her nose: “Sweetheart, let’s go eat. I’ll be sad if you lose weight from hunger.”

“1..1 won’t go,” Suri Drew stubbornly refused.

“If you don’t go, I’ll carry you out. You might not be hungry, but my sweetie is.” Yigol Novak moved to take action.

“You…you heartless! I’m not eating.” Suri Drew sighed with relief as Yigol Novak didn’t hurt her. The moment he said he’d carry her, her heart sped up again. Despite her defiant words, her legs obediently followed Yigol Novak out. “I’m not your sweet heart. Don’t try to get close to me.”

“I didn’t say you were my sweet heart. You’re overthinking it. I was speaking to my sweetheart. Her soul now resides in your body.” Yigol Novak said with a straight face.

Suri Drew was speechless. Yigol was determined to act absurd to the end.

She had always made her decisions with a firm stance and had never been in a difficult situation.

Before he showed up, she was determined to break away from him, but now her resolve had vanished amidst the chaos he’d caused.

With his antics, she finally finished eating.

After tidying up the dishes, Yigol Novak, as usual, brought a basin of hot water, intending to wash Suri Drew’s feet.

He wanted to offer some other services, but unfortunately, his sweetheart wouldn’t let him.

Originally, after the meal, Suri Drew’s mood had calmed down a lot. She was about to organize her thoughts and confront Yigol Novak again, determined not to continue with him.

However, seeing Yigol Novak bringing a basin of hot water, her feelings became complicated again.

Should she refuse his service now, quickly go back to her room, lock him out, and show her determination to end their relationship?

If she accepted his service, it would seem excessive to insist on leaving him afterward.

Yigol Novak was the one who transgressed today, showing no respect for her.

Instead of breaking up successfully, she was kissed by him without permission. The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged.

She wanted to leave immediately, but a small voice in her head held her back. With that faint thought, she stayed sitting, waiting for Yigol Novak to come to her, missing the best opportunity to escape.

In her indecision, she allowed Yigol Novak to wash and massage her feet.

After working all day, Suri Drew’s feet were the most weary. Yigol Novak’s technique was extraordinary. In the past, she enjoyed coming home to eat Yigol Novak’s fragrant food and having him wash her feet the most.

If not for Yigol Novak’s transgression today, he would have been a perfect man in her heart.

Realizing she had been conquered, Suri Drewfelt regret and self-disgust. She had been so furious, yet she was subdued in mere moments. Was she that weak in front of him?

Throughout the process, Yigol Novak didn’t say a word, just quietly doing his thing, not even glancing at Suri Drew..