Chapter 60: Hatred Born from Love
Translator: 549690339
“What were you thinking barging in like this? You haven’t seen our marriage certificate, so you don’t want to believe it, right?”
Yigol Novak looked at Suri Drew. His gaze was gentle when he looked at her, completely different from the cold stare he had when facing Bob Presley.
“Wife, show this Mr. Sun our marriage certificate. If he still doesn’t want to believe it, don’t blame me for being impolite.”
Yigol had said before that if he saw Bob again, he would still teach him a lesson. Now that he saw how stubborn Bob was, he suddenly felt that hitting him was meaningless. It was better to let him face the reality directly. Seeing the legal document, he would believe it, right?
If he still did not believe it, then it would not be too late to hit him again.
“Alright, husband.” Suri nodded and went back to her room.
Suri also did not expect that Bob could pester her to this extent and still feel good about himself, thinking that he had a place in Suri’s heart. She did not know where this illusion came from.
Fighting indeed could not solve the problem, and being entangled every day was really upsetting.
No wonder Yigol was so angry. She felt the same way, too. After showing Bob their marriage certificate, if he still did not give up, she herself would beat him up first before Yigol said anything.
She, Suri Drew, was not someone anyone could pester if they wanted to.
She did not strike easily, but if she had to, she would only hit hard and once, making him afraid to strike again.
At this moment, Bob was staring at Yigol with an almost cannibal-like gaze, his face turning extremely dark.
Even when dealing with Suri, Bob had always been the one-sided admirer. Suri had never given anything in return, but after so many years, he had long considered Suri as his woman in his heart. He did not expect Yigol to appear out of the blue.
He had been convincing himself that Suri could not possibly marry another man—even though he had seen Suri and Yigol at the civil affairs office, he still did not want to believe it.
Suri quickly brought the certificate. Yigol opened it in front of Bob, and it clearly stated their relationship.
By now, Bob should have nothing left to say, right?
Seeing the stunned look on Bob’s face, Yigol put away the certificate and handed it to Suri.
In addition to his shock, Bob’s anger reached its peak.
“Suri Drew, you bitch!” Enraged, Bob began cursing at Suri and charged at her.
Many people have this kind of disgraceful behavior—love turning into hatred, with twisted values.
At this moment, the only thought on Bob’s mind was that if he couldn’t have Suri, neither would Yigol.
Seeing Bob like this, Yigol’s anger instantly flared up.
With a raised fist, he struck—this was the martial arts technique given by the System, making it easy for him to take down Bob.
Even Suri’s previous coach was no match for Yigol, much less a weakling like Bob.
He could easily take on a hundred Bobs by himself.
“Ahh…” Bob’s face took a direct hit, and he flew like a paper kite, crashing heavily outside Suri’s door.
Bob felt like all his internal organs were shattered from the impact, and he wanted to die from the pain.
Yigol only used a little bit of his strength. If he really went all out, it wouldn’t be a problem for him to take Bob’s life.
However, his intention was only to teach Bob a lesson, not to kill him.
It took Bob, lying on the ground, a full two minutes before he felt like he could barely breathe.
“Ahh…” Then came a series of wails, as he clutched at the painful spot and rolled around on the ground.
About five minutes later, he managed to get up from the ground. Once he steadied himself, he charged at Yigol again, full of rage.
Yigol lifted his leg and kicked him straight out of the door.
Yigol wanted to follow up but was stopped by Suri, “Husband, that’s enough. If you keep hitting, you might kill him.”
Yigol nodded.
That guy had just charged at them recklessly, reigniting Yigol’s anger that he had just managed to extinguish. He was now filled with rage and wanted to finish that guy off.
Upon hearing Suri’s words, Yigol instantly calmed down.
Yigol looked at Bob, who was in so much pain outside the door that he couldn’t even stand up. He took out his phone and recorded a video, walking towards Bob step by step.
“Bob Presley, listen carefully. Suri Drew is now married to me and is my legal wife. You have seen our marriage certificate. This is my final warning to you. If you dare to pester my wife again, I will not only beat you but also make you eat free food in jail. No matter how capable your family is, they won’t be able to protect you.”
“You better listen up. If you pester her again, I may not kill you, but I will definitely cripple you. Even if you don’t submit, I have this video as evidence, and you won’t be able to do anything to me.”
“Wife, let’s go back.” After saying that, Yigol took Suri’s hand and returned home.
“Husband, how did you think of taking a video?” Suri asked, puzzled.
“One must always be cautious. That guy is not a normal person, who knows if he will continue to pester you. I’m just keeping some evidence. If he continues to act recklessly, he can’t blame me.”
“A man’s greatest failure is not being able to protect his wife. With this video and the surveillance from your company, it’s enough to prove that he pestered you multiple times. Even if there’s a lawsuit, he won’t win. Anyone who knows about him pestering my wife every day wouldn’t sympathize with him.”
“Worst case scenario is that we’ll have to pay him some money. No worries, your husband has plenty of money. His reputation will be ruined, and what kind of future will he have? Even if he has no brains, does his family not have any either?”
“His father became rich first generation, which means he must have some capabilities. If he can’t think of this, then they really deserve it. In this way, if he wants to keep pestering my wife, there will be endless suffering. He’s not so masochistic that he enjoys getting beaten, right? But, wife, you must be careful when I’m not with you. With this kind of neurotic person, who knows what kind of tricks he might pull..”