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

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: The Divorce Matter is Over

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With these thoughts, Suri Drews face instantly flushed red. Judging by Yigol Novaks behavior, if Suri didnt take the initiative, they probably wouldnt go any further even after another two months.

Hmph, you bastard. Since youre so clueless, just stay like this; let yourself see but not taste every day.

Who am I, huh? Im aloof beauty Suri Drew. How could I throw myself at you?

Youre the one whos supposed to chase after me; I wont stick to you.

If I just casually satisfy you, perhaps in a few days, youll grow tired of me.

You wont cherish me, hmph.

Its already good enough for her to show him a slightly friendly face, like maybe giving him a kiss or something.

As soon as she thought of this, Suri quickly regretted it. How could she have such a terrible idea? She had to be determined not to stick to him.

But isnt kissing and being affectionate a little fun between couples? A one-sided effort will tire them out over time.

Once these bizarre thoughts flooded Suris mind, they were unstoppable.

Suddenly, the sound of the door closing came from outside. Yigol had gone out to buy groceries. This movement brought Suri back to her senses, and she quickly put away her strange thoughts before getting up and washing up.

Yigol quickly returned with the groceries and, as usual, made Suris favorite dishes.

Suris attitude was neither cold nor hot, although she was not close to Yigol, she was not as distant as she had been the night before.

For Yigol, this was already very good.

Suri didnt bring up the past, and in the morning, she deliberately acted so close to him; he didnt know whether she was angry or not, but at least the matter of divorce had passed.

After the meal, Suri went to work as usual, not mentioning the matter of Yigol leaving.

In the end, Yigol hummed a little tune.

Yigol had gone to Suris childhood home to see what was bothering her, but he never found the reason and instead just provoked her greatly.

However, this conflict brought them even closer, which was a good thing.

Through Suris actions, Yigol had unexpectedly managed to overcome the barriers that he had continuously wanted to cross.

While some rejoiced, others worried. Yigol was happy, but another person was not.

Quinn Powell, she was with Bob Presley because she was after his money.

No matter whether Bob truly loved her or not, as long as she was with him, she had no worries about her food and drink.

Otherwise, with Bobs relentless pursuit of Suri, she couldnt have tolerated it if she even slightly liked Bob.

Even though Bob openly showed no association with her in the group, she didnt react much because she knew that he would never really leave her.

For her, living in comfort was enough; love or not didnt matter.

But she never expected that Bob would actually die, and not even leave her a penny.

Bob had said that as long as he was with her and made her happy, he would give her an allowance every month. These past few months, Bob had been busy with other things and hadnt given her any money.bender

With a heart full of resentment, she headed to Bob Presleys family home.

She got the address from other classmates. Bob had never taken her home before; not to mention taking her home, even though she was with Bob almost every day, she seemed to rarely step into his world.

Once she arrived at the Presley family home, she felt a series of uncomfortable feelings from a distance.

After she rang the doorbell, a middle-aged woman quickly opened the door for her, appearing exhausted.

At a glance, it was clear that she had been grieving excessively. This woman must have been Bobs mother.

Ms, Im Bobs friend. I heard about what happened to him and wanted to come

See.

Alright, come in. Bobs mother gave a slight nod and led Quinn into the house.

Bobs mother, devastated by the loss, pointed at the funeral portraits of Bob and her husband before going to sit alone on the couch, obviously not wanting to say much to Quinn.

She didnt care if the woman was sad; what she cared about was making that cheap woman Suri pay the price.

Quinn blamed all of Bobs death on Suri. If Suri hadnt hooked Bobs soul away, none of this would have happened today.

Everything had been ruined by Suri. In addition to her hatred for Suri, she was also jealous of her.

When they were in school, so many people liked Suri, even Bob loved her to the bone.

Now, her Bob was dead, but what about Suri? She found a man who treated her so well. Why could she live such a good life? Why was she always the center of attention?

Quinn hated her, she hated Suri so much.

She wanted to take revenge on Suri, but she had no ability to do it on her own.

Now Yigol was supporting Suri, and Suri herself was good at kick-boxing. It was impossible for her to take revenge on Suri.

So, she later thought of Bobs mother.

Nothing could gnaw at ones heart more than the hatred stemming from losing their family.

If Bobs mother knew that he had died and their family crisis was all because of Suri, she couldnt possibly do nothing and just let Suri go.

What about Bob? What? Hearing Quinn mention Bob, his mother responded.

Seeing Bobs mother staring intently at her, Quinn felt as if she had been hit by a rock, with a suffocating, heavy feeling.

The look in Bobs mothers eyes was terrifying: full of despair, mixed with strong resentment, as if she wanted to devour someone. It was chilling.

Ms, did you know? Since university, Bob had liked a girl. She was aloof, independent, and especially beautiful. She was our campus belle. Bob was always pursuing her, but she always gave him the cold shoulder.

Even after graduation, Bob never gave up on chasing that girl. Even the car accident was related to her.

She constantly strung him along, giving him hope, but never agreeing to be with him. During this time, she even married another man, who beat up Bob and sent him to the hospital for a long time.

As she said this, Bobs mothers gaze grew more intense, filled with shock and boundless hatred..