章 87: Chapter 87: There's nothing I can't do, only what you, my wife, can't think of.

It wasn't long after Suri Drew called for an ambulance when it arrived, and Yigol Novak, being injured, went to the hospital along with Suri following the ambulance.

Later, they cooperated with the relevant staff in making statements and whatnot. Although this matter was related to them, they had nothing to do with the incident, so the staff naturally wouldn't make things difficult for them.

"Wifey, why do you look like you want to cry? Are you upset that Bob Presley is dead?" Yigol Novak asked, pretending to be angry.

"You... just go away," Suri Drew subconsciously wanted to take care of Yigol Novak's injury on his waist but remembered he was injured at the moment.

Yigol Novak noticed her movement and subconsciously deleted it: "Wifey, I am injured right now. Are you trying to take advantage of me while I am defenseless? If that's the case, I'm willing and ready for you."