Chapter 4 — Remarriage With Fallen Alpha

Carrying a complex scrutiny. As if it was me who caused your family to go bankrupt, not that fugitive partner. Tham's parents were still the same as before, still close, but also advised: "You have lived a happy life since childhood, your parents cannot bear to let you suffer, we can't bear to see you struggling here!" "Look at your hand, just touching a little ingredient with a stimulating smell makes your skin turn red." "Good Ah Vien, don't come again from tomorrow." I pretended to be comfortable, smiled and said: "But life has many firsts, I will continue to try!" The mouth said so. But in reality, the person who is proficient in the kitchen is the calm and gentle Omega - Diep Tu Than. And I could only stand outside the kitchen door and watch. There's no other way, these days I just need to smell the smell and my stomach rolls. Looking at mother Tham and Diep Tu Than living like a family, I felt a vague feeling of jealousy and bitterness in my heart. The calmness emanating from that warm and tolerant pheromone is something I find difficult to reach. What's more, I'm still in the midst of a pheromone disorder during pregnancy. When no one was paying attention, I sneaked out. As soon as he closed the door, he looked up and saw Tham Duc returning. His eyes were cold, his voice was even colder: "What's wrong?" I shook my head in dismay. How can I tell you that I feel so incompetent? He finished the last two steps, just an arm's length away from me. The smell of cedar pheromone on his body was immediately obvious, and my body heated up slightly at the wrong time. "If you can't stand it, go home." The hoarse voice seemed mixed with a bit of a sigh. I was stunned, raised my face, unwilling: "I'm not unbearable! I'm just..." "It's just... I feel like I can't help..." The voice became quieter the more it spoke, carrying a hint of barely noticeable disappointment. I can't stand the fact that compared to Diep Tu Than, I'm this inferior. Diep Tu Than's house and Tham's house were formerly neighbors. He and Tham Duc seem to have grown up together. After graduating from high school, the Diep family immigrated abroad. It was probably because they heard the news that the Tham family had gone bankrupt that they specially returned. Such gratitude for bringing coal in the snow is much better than me - who proposed a divorce when Tham Duc was going downhill. "Anyway!" I paused for a moment, emphasizing each word, "I won't leave! Unless you remarry!" After saying that, I immediately turned away. Tears rolled down my eyes, I gritted my teeth not to let them fall. He glanced at me and remained silent. After a while, he opened his mouth: "I know." Already know? What do you know? I don't go into the kitchen not because I'm incompetent, but because I'm carrying your child in my belly, my pheromones and senses are all turned upside down! You don't know anything at all! My morning sickness became more and more serious. Pheromones also become extremely unstable. My mother couldn't bear to watch anymore, so she advised me to use the pregnancy issue to force Tham Duc to remarry. I don't agree. What if he is really cruel and doesn't even need the child? I can't take the risk with my child. Lately, Tham Duc has been crazy busy. I can only meet him when I bring him food. In the simple office, under the light, his figure bowed his head at the table, focused, alone. The light shines out to depict his face, the bridge of his nose is high and straight, his thin lips are slightly pursed. I suddenly remembered that in the past nights, he often sat in the study room attentively looking at documents like that. As for me, I hugged my pillow and sat on the rocking chair next to him, looking at him. Looking and looking, without realizing it, I fell asleep, and when I woke up I was always in his arms. Thinking about the nights covered by his pheromones, my heart suddenly trembled. The past and present overlap, making me hallucinate like we never were

divorce. He's always cold outside. Only I have ever seen the look of him forgetting everything. Those days and nights that were difficult to put into words were engraved into the bones and marrow, making people blush and feel their hearts beat. "What are you standing there for?" He raised his eyes to pay attention to me, stood up and walked closer. When receiving the thermos lunch box, his fingertips accidentally touched it. He frowned: "Are you uncomfortable?" "Huh? No... no..." I shook my head in bewilderment. His cool hand placed on my hot cheek, he looked suspicious, his eyes were searching: "My face is very red, the temperature is also high." "Ah... it's really okay..." I shyly avoided eye contact, the heat from my cheeks spread to my ears. He looked at me, his eyes getting deeper and deeper, like a wild animal smelling its prey. This kind of hidden gaze, full of invasion, was too familiar. So familiar that my heart almost lost control. For a moment, his throat moved slightly and his voice became hoarse: "It's late, go home." "What about you? Are you still busy?" "Yes." He turned back to the table, and I followed behind him. He hid his hands behind his back and deliberately used a gentle tone: "Then I won't go either. It's too dark outside, I'm scared, I'll wait for you to take me." Under the light, long and short silhouettes constantly intertwine. After a while, I heard him reply: "...It's up to you."