Chapter 5

Condemning the Scumbag A

The young master’s expression was rather complex, noticing his archenemy’s evidently strong condemnation of that scumbag A.

 

“Well, he can be quite good at times.” The young master glanced at the fussy alpha caring for him and offered a soft explanation.

His archenemy’s movements paused briefly before falling into a prolonged silence, silently cleaning up after the young master.

“What’s wrong?” The young master was puzzled. Just when he was being kind with a compliment, this person reacted strangely again.

“Nothing,” his archenemy replied.

If not for the loud clattering of dishes being cleared, the young master might have believed him.

Initially, his archenemy had prepared a mouthful to say.

Earlier, he had stated he would take good care of the young master, which wasn’t a lie. Once an omega undergoes a lifelong marking with a certain alpha, they actively reject other alphas’ pheromones, significantly reducing the soothing effects.

In this situation, using another alpha’s pheromones requires not only high compatibility but also a high enough concentration of the alpha’s pheromones.

So upon learning of his compatibility with the young master, he almost immediately opted for pheromone extraction without consideration. The needle pierced his body, and the extracted pheromones underwent purification and processing.

Direct pheromone extraction was painful, but at the time, his archenemy was truly elated.

Surely the young master wouldn’t suffer sleepless nights anymore, he had thought.

He had contemplated many things: what to be mindful of while caring for the young master, how to use the pheromone extract…

Yet the young master’s words felt like a cold bucket of water poured over him.

What did “quite good” mean?

Was that considered “quite good”?

His archenemy turned away, his voice muffled, like a puppy about to wag its tail only to suddenly learn its owner had other dogs, feeling wronged yet wanting to prove itself: “I’ll take good care of you.”

His archenemy repeated his earlier words, meeting the young master’s gaze: “Definitely better care than that person.”

The young master froze for two seconds before averting his eyes.

“Oh,” the young master replied, unaware of his slightly curved lips. “Got it.”

The young master wavered even more.

This wavering persisted until nightfall. The young master lay gazing at the ceiling. The discomfort resurfaced, and he gripped the small glass bottle, its cool surface warming from his body heat.

The young master tossed and turned, struggling to sleep.

Last night, they spent the night in the hospital, and today, they underwent a full set of examinations during the day before returning home together in the evening.

The young master watched the person standing before his bedroom door, clutching a pillow.

It was like déjà vu – his archenemy held screws in one hand and…

Oh, this time it wasn’t a wooden board, but a wooden rod, likely a bed leg from the guest room.

Young Master: ??

This familiarity made the young master want to hit him.

Alpha gripped the rod, seeming helpless, yet stole a glance at the young master’s expression. His voice sounded pitiful as he explained, “I didn’t mean to.”

“I was just fixing it myself—”

“Don’t say you were just fixing it yourself again!”

Who was he trying to fool?

That deceiving mouth of alpha’s.

“Get in here!” The young master barked.

It wasn’t that he wanted his archenemy’s pheromones too, he just…didn’t want the sofa to retire prematurely!

The young master grabbed two pillows from the closet, arranging them upright in the middle of the bed.

“See this line? The two of us–” The young master pointed to himself, then alpha. “We’ll be like water and oil!”

“Yes!” His archenemy nodded vigorously, appearing very obedient.

“I sleep very properly,” his archenemy promised.

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Author’s Note:

Archenemy: “I sleep very properly.”

Xixi *(the author): Remember your words!

Chapter 6

Don’t Drive Me Away

Rain fell in the middle of the night. Ever since becoming pregnant, the young master became a light sleeper due to his discomfort. He tossed and turned groggily, only to be pulled into an embrace.

“Mmm—”

The young master instinctively tried to push away but was held even tighter.

“There, there.”

“Thirsty—” The young master mumbled without opening his eyes. Lacking pheromones, he felt unwell again, his body feverish.

Alpha rubbed his eyes and sat up, pouring the young master a glass of water. After testing the temperature, he supported the young master while helping him drink.

“Have some water,” his archenemy’s voice was low by the young master’s ear. The man checked the young master’s temperature, relieved it was still within the normal range, and tucked him back under the covers.

Faint mumbles came from the young master’s dreams. Alpha casually brushed aside the “water and oil” pillow barrier, then thoughtfully placed the young master’s hand on himself.

Hmph, so what if that scumbag A was “quite good at times”?

Wasn’t the young master still holding onto him now?

Although this “hold” wasn’t so proactive. But one day, he’d make the young master embrace him voluntarily. He would take excellent care of the young master, a million times better than that scumbag A!

A sour note lingered in his pheromones as Alpha gritted his teeth, pulling the young master closer by an inch.

They needed to be closer.

Alpha’s pheromones gradually flowed as steady breaths filled the dimly lit room.

For once, the young master slept until he naturally woke.

By his side was a furnace, enveloping him in warmth from head to toe.

Huh???

Huh!!!

It took the young master two sluggish seconds to react. He slowly lifted his head and unsurprisingly saw an enlarged face.

Wait, didn’t he promise to behave? The young master fumed! But just before his anger peaked, he noticed his hand still resting on Alpha, and his entire body had shifted to his archenemy’s side.

It looked like he had willingly moved closer.

Ah?

The young master blinked in disbelief.

The one misbehaving was him?

The young master tiptoed away, attempting a swift escape.

One centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters…

Holding his breath, moving cautiously, victory was in sight.

But at this moment, his archenemy opened his eyes.

The young master froze. In that momentary daze, his archenemy took the initiative to get up.

“Thirsty again?” Alpha reached for the water nearby. “Or feeling unwell?”

“It’s nothing.” The young master looked somewhat unnatural.

“This isn’t appropriate for us. I’ll find someone later to repair—” The young master’s mind whirled as he reached for his phone barefoot.

“Are you angry?”

“No, I’m not.”

“Then do you want me to leave?” Alpha lowered his gaze toward the young master.

“I—” The young master fell abruptly silent.

His archenemy scooped him up, moving gently while minding his belly, and carefully set him on the bedside. “Don’t go barefoot; the floor’s cold.”

Alpha lightly placed the water cup in the young master’s palm. “Have some water first, okay? The temperature’s still fine.”

The young master turned away, avoiding his archenemy’s gaze.

Suddenly, he couldn’t discern his archenemy’s intentions. Providing pheromones, attentively caring for him – acting on sympathy for a day or two was understandable. But it had been a month, two months, yet the alpha persisted.

So what exactly did his archenemy mean?

As he said, even if they weren’t “sworn enemies,” they were at least “water and oil” right? Yet his archenemy’s recent actions – what was the reason behind them?

He…he couldn’t help but overthink it.

“You and the baby both need care. Let me stay, okay?”

His archenemy began cleaning up, fetching a jacket for the young master, and then putting socks on him. Alpha arranged the pillows, his head lowered as he approached. Like a puppy just scolded, he pleaded, “I really won’t take up space.”

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Author’s Note:

Alpha: Can you not drive me away? QAQ (Pitiful puppy look)

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