My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!

Chapter 134 - 134: 134: Deliberately Ignoring, Waiting For Him to Coax

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The other end of the phone quickly replied, “Alright, Mr. Novak, I’ll arrange it right away.”

Yigol Novak responded with satisfaction, “Mhm, you just need to inform them, and I’ll take care of the tenants. You guys just focus on fighting the lawsuit.”

“Yes, Mr. Novak, don’t worry, we’ll do our best in the lawsuit,” they assured him.

Soon, a notification arrived that the tenants would gather at nine o’clock 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.

“Where’s my husband?” Suri had gotten used to Yigol’s 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. Suri’s hanging heart suddenly dropped.

So he hadn’t suddenly disappeared.

Suri changed her slippers and walked over to Yigol, hooking her arm around his and asking, “Honey, didn’t you cook today? It feels so cold and empty.”

Yigol glanced at Suri before lowering his head to continue looking at his phone.

Suri, as clueless as a monk, couldn’t understand why he was acting this way.

Ever since she’d been with Yigol, he’d always doted on her. This sudden cold attitude made Suri panic.

With a coquettish tug on his arm, she held onto Yigol’s 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 Yigol’s self-control, it wasn’t difficult to control his impulses towards Suri.

Suri moved her face close to Yigol’s, touched his face, and checked him over.

Yigol didn’t show any sign of anger, letting her do whatever she wanted. However, he completely ignored her.

Suri couldnot bear Yigol’s cold-shoulder, she began to panic. Was Yigol angry?

But she hadn’t done anything to provoke him.

After some hesitation, Suri asked again, “Honey, what’s wrong?

Yigol still didn’t say a word. He didn’t even look at her this time, his attention solely on his phone.

Suri didn’t believe Yigol could be so engrossed in a game that he wouldn’t 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 Yigol’s phone, Suri directly mounted his lap so he couldn’t ignore her any longer.

Sure enough, Yigol couldn’t 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?

“Honey?” Suri called out in a coquettish tone again.

Yigol directly withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes without a phone in hand.

It didn’t seem like he was deliberately trying to anger Suri; more like he couldn’t even see her presence, completely treating her like air.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” Suri almost cried.

Finally, Yigol responded, “Do whatever you want, just give me back my phone and don’t waste my game time.”

Yigol’s reply was worse than silence. That indifferent sentence almost brought tears to Suri’s eyes.

His coldness meant he was angry, but Suri racked her brain and couldn’t figure out what she had done to offend him.

Why would he be angry out of the blue?

“Honey, why are you unhappy?” Suri asked, feeling wronged.

“I’m not unhappy, I just want to play games for a while. Stop getting in the way,” Yigol coldly replied.

Despite his cold words, Yigol didn’t resist Suri’s 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 wouldn’t mind whatever they did. The reason they hadn’t taken the next step was solely because Yigol wasn’t taking initiative.

She initially thought he would pick her up from work today, but he didn’t.

She didn’t think much of it at the time since Yigol didn’t 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 – 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, Yigol’s 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 didn’t 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?” After the kiss, Suri blushed and asked.

Yigol replied, “No.”

Anger surged through Suri. When she had kissed him, he hadn’t rejected her, and he still claimed he wasn’t okay.

Before, she’d 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. “Fine, I give up!”

She then began to do something that took all her courage. “How about now?” “It’s still not better, but if you try a little harder, it might be,” Yigol replied casually.

“Try harder? What do you mean?” Suri asked.

“Well, if you could help me relieve the heat down there, I might feel better,” Yigol replied.

Suri responded seriously, “Sure, just wait a moment. I’ll fetch a pair of scissors, and with one cut, we can solve the problem. That way, you won’t have to worry about getting heated ever again.”

Knowing Yigol was putting on a front to make her coax him, Suri stopped panicking..