My Second Husband novel Chapter 1130

Naomi noticed that Culver was looking at her mischievously after she reprimanded him for overspending on a bottle of mineral water.

She felt a bit restless from his gaze so she asked, "What are you looking at?"

"It turns out that you care so much about my money."

Naomi was mystified.

She thought to herself, "I don't specifically care about your money. As long as it's money, I'll pay attention to it. My mother taught me that although money is indispensable in life, we shouldn't rely too much on it."

If she were to adopt such a wasteful lifestyle, she wouldn't be able to survive the day she would lose all her money.

Therefore, she and Eddison had learnt the importance of being thrifty at a young age. After all, her day-to-day basic needs wouldn't cost too much. Usually, what she had was more than enough.

"You don't have to feel sorry for me. I can make money, and I'll let my wife live a wealthy life in the future. Plus, the price of an item is proportional to

its quality. An expensive item won't have bad quality!"

Naomi stared suspiciously at him, wondering why he had casted her a look when he had said 'my wife' just then.

Other than that, she was rather dubious about his remark regarding price and quality.

"So, do you mean that cheap things are poorly made?"

"Isn't that so?" Obviously, that was what Culver thought. That was why he spent such a large amount of money on a bottle of mineral water.

His values really stunned her.

"Then, what about the poor?"

"Naturally, they will use cheaper things. Speaking of which, Olsen Group does a lot of philanthropic work every year to help them."

His tone was solemn.

Naomi was rendered speechless.

She felt that it was necessary to let him know about the correct outlook on life.

"Are you hungry? Let's go eat something!"

Culver nodded and the two of them walked out of the alley.

There was a street for foodies not far from them.

Naomi had been there before.

It was incredibly famous. The food sold there might look ordinary, but they were truly palatable. In the past, when she was tired from her training, she would go to the street and treat herself to a feast. She would order something from all the stores and all the exhaustion of her body would dissipate.

As soon as they walked into the street, they smelled a strong aroma. It was the smell of corn dogs.

Naomi took a deep breath.

She heard Culver's confused voice, "What is this smell?"

"It smells good, doesn't it? It's from corn dogs!"

"The smell is quite unpleasant."

However, Naomi took no notice of his complaint because she had already rushed to a stall that was selling corn dogs.

She bought two sets. Only then did she realize that Culver had not followed her.

She held the food in her hand and went back along the same path, only to find that Culver was still standing at the same spot as before, with a look of disdain on his face.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you hungry?" As she approached him, the smell of corn dogs in her hand spread out, and he took a step back in response to that.

"Don't come any closer!"

He stared uneasily at the corn dogs in her hand.

"Are you afraid of corn dogs?"

He feigned nonchalance while replying to her, "I'm afraid of nothing!"

"Why don't you have a try?"

Naomi smiled, and raised the corn dog to his lips.

"It's really delicious!"

"Take it away!" Culver looked at the food with contempt. He really could not understand why such a food would exist.