My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife's Bragging! Chapter 90 – Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Can You Help Put Out The Fire?

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Can You Help Put Out The Fire?

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If it weren't for the need to consider Suri Drew's fragile emotions, He would love to take Suri Drew home to meet his parents right now, host a grand banquet, and announce to the world that they were together.

“I need to think about that. What if you're nothing but a playboy who's only attracted to my looks and doesn't really care for me?” Suri Drew replied carelessly.

“Darling, quit playing hard to get. After what happened with Bob Presley, I realized you love me deeply, to your core. Otherwise, you wouldn't have risked your own safety to protect me, would you? For that, I should thank Bob Presley. Without him, I would never have known how deeply you love me.” Yigol Novak said, taking Suri Drew's hand and stroking it affectionately.

But his tender moment didn't last more than three seconds before Suri dismissively brushed him off.

“Stop flattering yourself. How come I never noticed before how greasy you are?

If I'd known earlier, I wouldn't have registered for our marriage certificate.”

Yigol Novak was seemingly unphased by Suri Drew's disgust, and continued: “Honey, really, I've been touched since that day. You, disregarding your own safety, only thought about protecting me, and my first response was to protect you.”

“How many couples in this world can achieve this 'you for me, me for you' sentiment?”

“People say that couples are just like paired birds in the woods; when disaster strikes, they each fly away. People are selfish. At the brink of death, everyone thinks about saving themselves. So, being able to prioritize your significant other is very rare.”

“Look at us, we understand each other's feelings so well. Why don't we take a step forward and get to know each other even better?” Yigol Novak hinted.

Ever since Suri Drew came into his life, he lost interest in his own pursuits. His mind completely occupied by Suri Drew, he was ready to serve her at any moment.

Now, even though they were sharing a bed, he could restrain himself during the day. But at night, holding his beautiful wife in his arms and not being able to act on it was torture for him.

However, he had to be considerate of Suri's delicate feelings, and teased her just to vent his pent-up desires.

Before, Yigol Novak could clearly sense his place in Suri's heart, very high up. But he hadn't expected that in her heart, he was above even life and death.

Knowing Suri's past, Yigol could understand her feelings of insecurity, so he had been very carefully looking after her.

He often teased Suri to help her lower her defenses and accept him sooner.

“Alright then, let's get to know each other better.” Suri Drew nodded.

Just when Yigol expectantly waited for her response, Suri Drew's next words left him feeling a mix of both amusement and despair.

“Honey, do you remember how old you were when you stopped wetting the bed?” Suri Drew asked earnestly.

Yigol, who was ready to tease Suri, was completely thrown off guard by her question.

He silently responded, “Dear, couples should be sincere to each other. Before I tell you, shouldn't you tell me first?”

“If you are embarrassed to say it, I'll ask our mother. She must know, and she's very satisfied with me, her son-in-law. I want to know you better, so she won't refuse either.'

Suri had no idea how to respond. Was this man a dog? No matter what she said, he always had an unexpected comeback prepared.

Suri Drew's hand once again landed on his leg injury, and Yigol Novak

exaggeratedly cried out in pain.

Afterward, Yigol Novak sighed exasperatedly: “Ah.

Suri continued, “Alright, darling, let's continue getting to know each other. How many ex-girlfriends have you had?”

“Let me rephrase, how many innocent women have you harmed before?”

Yigol Novak had no intention of answering. Though he had never been in a relationship before, he had seen others in relationships, and knew that this was a loaded question.

Instead of answering, Yigol asked, “Darling, people often say that a woman can prosper once she's changed. What about you?”

Turns out, his question was equally loaded. No sooner had he finished asking than Suri's hand was about to land on his wound again.

Yigol quickly caught her hand, his face begging for mercy.

Suri Drew abruptly pulled back her hand. “Stop slandering me! I am a decent and pure woman, alright?”

Suri silently despised Yigol Novak. Could he not say a single nice thing?

“You have the nerve to criticize me? You've certainly harmed plenty of good girls yourself. If we weren't registered as a couple, I would have kicked you to the curb long ago.” Suri retorted proudly.

Despite the complaints, deep down, Suri found Yigol perfect. Her teasing was just her playful way of picking on him.

If she really thought he was unreliable, Suri wouldn't even spare him a glance, let alone fall in love with him.

“Darling, this just shows how irresistible I am. My taste is so good. Want to have a taste? It's free, no charge. Come on, darling.” Yigol reached out his arms, waiting to embrace Suri.

Seeing that Suri Drew didn't respond, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Suri Drew seemed a bit reluctant at first, but eventually she nestled into his embrace.

He understood that women can be shy, and Yigol was okay with that.

Once snuggled into Yigol's embrace, Suri turned into a soft kitten, perfectly still.

Yigol patiently stroked her head to soothe her. At first, the scene was very peaceful and comforting. Gradually, however, the atmosphere began to change, becoming subtly ambiguous.

This made Suri Drew even quieter. A voice inside her kept urging her to flee, but her body was like jelly, just melting into Yigol's hug.

At first, Yigol just wanted them to be more intimate. Suri, surprisingly, was cooperative.

At first, he felt good about their closeness, but gradually he began to feel more agitated.

As the day turned into night, an urge started building within him.

“Um…Darling…” Yigol began hesitantly.

“Hmm?” Suri responded inquisitively.

“Darling, I think I'm feeling a bit… hot. Could you help me cool down?” Yigol asked in a low voice.

“You're feeling hot?” Suri Drew was utterly confused.

Yigol was both amused and exasperated, not expecting his normally street-smart wife to be so naive.

She was acting cluelessly sincere, which was both adorable and hilarious.

Yigol was genuinely feeling hot; otherwise, he wouldn't have brought it up. Seeing Suri's naive response, he was left with no idea how to proceed. If he accidentally touched Suri's sensitive side, he had no clue how he would comfort

her..

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