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

Chapter 99: Another Test?

Translator: 549690339

Now, Suri Drew’s anger had already subsided a bit, and if Yigol Novak did anything more, it would be considered excessive.

It was already a good outcome that Suri didn’t leave and let him wash her feet. If he annoyed her further, it wouldn’t be easy to appease her tonight.

Suri valued her pride as a girl.

It was his wrongdoing today, and he needed to take it slow to placate her completely.

After washing Suri’s feet, Yigol busied himself with other things and didn’t say much to Suri.

Suri should have gone back to her room, but she found herself staring blankly at Yigol.

Wherever Yigol went, her gaze followed.

These were all things she normally wouldn’t pay much attention to.

But after today’s events, Suri discovered that her gaze unconsciously lingered on Yigol, scrutinizing his actions, as if reevaluating whether to continue with him.

The more she weighed things, the shakier her resolve became.

Although she had no romantic experiences, she had seen quite a bit of reality through her years.

Yigol was the best man she had ever met, bar none.

As she watched and thought, she suddenly felt like she had made a big deal about something small and became more regretful the more she thought about it.

Even if Yigol had invaded her privacy, his initial intentions were good, seeking to strengthen their bond and protect her more effectively.

If Yigol were to leave her because of her outburst, what would her future look like?

Would she miss the days with him countless times or face life indifferently, not caring about his departure?

She figured she couldn’t be indifferent.

Soon, after Yigol finished his tasks, he didn’t talk to Suri but went to his room instead.

Ever since his cousin left, he had stayed with Suri, except for the night her mother-in-law arrived. He hadn’t returned to his room since they moved into this one.

Unexpectedly, he was sent back to his own room this time, and he felt a bit melancholic.

“What do you mean?” Suri suddenly uttered, her tone still carrying obvious anger.

Yigol was taken aback, looking puzzled at Suri. What did she want to do?

Could it be that even after he had done so much, she still didn’t intend to let him off the hook?

Yigol secretly wiped his sweat. Appeasing a woman’s heart was indeed a technical challenge, and too exhausting.

“I, I thought that the weather is not cold anymore, and you might not want me to keep you warm, so I…” Yigol explained.

The next moment, Suri blurted out, “Who said so?”

Yigol was stunned, suddenly feeling at a loss. So, what should he do?

“What are you waiting for? Hurry up and warm the bed. Do you want to freeze me tonight?” Suri shouted angrily.

Yigol rejoiced and jumped up: “Alright, wifey, I’ll go right away!”

If Suri had said this, it meant that today’s matters were over. However, he still needed to make more efforts to dissipate her anger completely.

Girls, after all, have more pride.

Yigol returned to Suri’s room, but she couldn’t move for a long time while sitting on the sofa.

She regretted it again. What did she just do?

If that bastard wanted to sleep in another room, why not let him?

Why did she have to call him back to her room? By doing so, wasn’t she telling him she wouldn’t pursue the matter from earlier today? If that was the case, wouldn’t that make her too easy to appease?

Suri mentally pumped herself up.

No, Suri, you can’t be like this. You can’t be conquered by a man so quickly. Aren’t you very independent? Haven’t you always been staunch in your positions? With a man holding you so tightly, how can you assert yourself in the future?

No, you should firmly kick him out, tell him that your boundaries are not for him to violate whenever he wants.

What are men anyway? Can’t you live without this damn man?

Why have you become so spineless now?

After struggling for a while, a thought suddenly popped into Suri’s mind: she wanted to go back to her room and feel Yigol’s warm embrace.

In the middle of the night, Yigol felt his breath stifled, and he woke up.

He found Suri half-lying on top of him, just in front of his eyes.

They had shared a blanket every day and had been intimate before, with her often sneaking into his arms, but she had never been on top of him like this before.

Yigol checked his position, finding he was sleeping in his assigned space.

So, it was Suri who had deliberately moved closer; he wouldn’t be polite then.

Just as he was about to embrace her, her eyelashes suddenly trembled under the dim light.

Yigol understood immediately; she was not asleep.

Her taking the initiative to come closer was unexpected.

After a moment of happiness, newfound confusion arose in Yigol’s heart. What did she mean? Did she genuinely want to be close to him, or was this another test?

So, what should he do now? Maintain the status quo or take it a step further?

After some thought, Yigol decided to let this opportunity pass and quietly left.

Finally, Yigol gently put Suri down and took a deep breath after leaving the bedroom.

After Yigol left, Suri opened her eyes, sighed helplessly while staring at the door he closed, and murmured, “Is this man’s brain normal? I was already like this, but he’s still such a gentleman?”

Suri had actually woken up earlier. Before she had met Yigol, she used to have frequent nightmares, but her sleep had improved considerably after they met.

Later, she looked at Yigol and thought a lot. She suddenly felt that their relationship had already reached a certain point, and it wouldn’t be unreasonable to give herself to him.

So, she boldly approached him, not expecting Yigol, with his wooden head, to walk away.

After her initial frustration, she thought carefully about it and suddenly understood Yigol.

He was probably worried that she would get upset if he accidentally provoked her with her penchant for drama.

In retrospect, since they got together, Yigol never forced her to do anything. He probably only kissed her secretly last night out of frustration.

“I can’t exactly be the one to initiate, right?”

“I’m a girl, after all.. Shouldn’t men take the initiative in those matters? What would it mean if I did it instead?”