Chapter 3 — Remarriage With Fallen Alpha

"……Today I went to the kitchen to cook myself, what is this child doing running into the hallway? Let me go find him." "No need, auntie, let me go." A warm, clear male voice rang out, from far to near. I was slightly stunned. It was as if all the blood had been drained from my whole body, my fingertips were cold. My heart somehow keeps tightening with each beat. I kept my eyes glued to the small slit of light coming from the door. In sight, Tham Duc was still leaning, motionless. The cold, almost probing gaze still weighed heavily on my face, as if wanting to pry something out. But what are you looking at? Look at how miserably I was rejected? Or… something else? I unconsciously pursed my dry lips and couldn't help but look upstairs. The door opened wider, a clearly skeletal male hand placed on the door frame. That Omega voice rang out again, carrying a natural familiarity: "A Duc? Are you out there?" Tham Duc finally stopped looking at me. He turned around, his jaw tightened, his voice decisive: "Go home, don't look for me in the future." Before he finished speaking, he lifted his foot to leave. But as soon as I set foot on the stairs, I couldn't help but snort. His steps stopped, his tall back stiffened for a moment, then, as if reluctantly, impatiently, he turned back. I raised my eyes to look at him, mumbling: "I... I don't know the way home..." "Where's the driver?" He frowned slightly. I shook my head, my voice getting lower and lower: "I took the bus myself..." Tham Duc turned completely around. He stared at me, his throat moved slightly: “……Why?” The voice was dry, carrying a familiar coldness, but it seemed to hide some other emotions. I bowed my head and clenched my hands, suddenly feeling like a child who had made a mistake, mumbled: "I want to try." "Try what?" "Try... after remarrying... no driver, no car, just taking the bus and train, can I do it?" I explained honestly, awkwardly looking up at him, "Consider... consider it like the previous episode..." The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Tham Duc looked at me, his eyes as deep as a lake. In the depths of his eyes, something seemed to pass by very quickly, like a pebble thrown into a deep lake, creating extremely thin ripples. Blinking my eyes, I was covered in ice again. I couldn't see his face, I could only feel his jaw as tense as a bowstring. Tight, but still beautiful. That thought made me stunned. Upstairs, the light in the door flickered slightly. That clear male voice rang out again, carrying some doubt: "Ah Duc? Not done yet?" A sentence is like pressing a switch. The ripples at the bottom of Tham Duc's eyes immediately froze, leaving only coldness. He slightly curled his lips, the cold curve mixed with an unpredictable smile: "Even if you can practice, so what? Can you get rid of those expensive doses of inhibition?" "Don't be naive anymore, you and I are no longer on the same path." "Go home, live the life you should live."