Last Love chapter 51
Wen Ke and Han Jiangque were both stunned for a moment.
“But I can’t get pregnant…”
Wen Ke said blankly.
The news came too suddenly, to the point where he didn’t know how to process it.
He was dumbfounded, and his mind was filled with disbelief.
How could this be possible?
How could he be pregnant?
“What does it mean to show signs of pregnancy?”
Han Jiangque suddenly stood up, staring at the doctor, and asked, “what does this mean doctor?”
“It’s like this—”
The doctor lowered his head and glanced at the report before slowly saying, “We didn’t actually see the embryo during the scan. We are speculating very preliminarily from some abnormal indicators in the reproductive cavity that Mr. Wen may have been successfully fertilized during the last heat. This is considered a sign of pregnancy. But to confirm it for sure, we need at least a month. If Mr. Wen’s next heat is not on time, then it can be reasonably assumed that he is pregnant.”
“But I’m an E-level Omega. The doctors have always said, I’m basically unable to conceive.”
Wen Ke was very nervous, stammering, “Why is this happening so suddenly, and… And it’s been ten years; I’ve never had such signs before. I’m still in the weak period from the last heat, so it should be difficult to get pregnant, right?”
“Yes, given your gland condition, even if it’s upgraded to D-level, the likelihood of pregnancy is still very low.”
The doctor frowned, pondered for a moment, and cautiously said, “When we discussed it inside just now, an experienced senior doctor suggested an idea—perhaps precisely because you were in the weak period during your heat, this very rare and tricky situation occurred.”
“What does that mean?”
Han Jiangque asked, his expression tense, and his lips almost forming a straight line.
“Well, because A-O pairings with such a large level difference like yours are very rare, it’s challenging for us to make an accurate judgment so early. However, firstly, an S-level Alpha’s reproductive ability is the strongest without a doubt, and Mr. Wen is an E-level Omega, and due to being in the weak period, the reproductive cavity is very fragile. This leads to the possibility that, if it was an S-level Alpha that mated with him during his heat, he might have conceived in a situation where he was—suppressed in every way, half-forced into pregnancy.”
Perhaps it was the use of terms like “suppressed” and “half-forced” that made Han Jiangque extremely uneasy.
His gaze became somewhat dark, and he asked, “Will he… Will it be bad for his body to be pregnant like this?”
“We cannot accurately diagnose whether it is indeed pregnancy, and it’s also challenging to determine if it’s the situation I mentioned. So, I can’t give you an answer immediately. However, if it turns out to be as I described, then undoubtedly, Mr. Wen’s pregnancy will be very difficult.”
“Regardless, Mr. Wen will know for sure whether he is really pregnant after a month. At that time—you must come to the hospital for a very detailed examination.”
The doctor earnestly emphasized this at the end.
…
Perhaps because of the doctor’s words, on the way home, both of them fell into a somewhat silent state.
Han Jiangque didn’t let Wen Ke drive. Even when walking hand in hand, he would occasionally stop and reach out to touch Wen Ke’s stomach, asking in a low voice, “Xiao Ke, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Is your stomach hurting?”
The tall Alpha seemed to be nervous to the point of being almost neurotic.
When they went to sleep that night, he didn’t mischievously slide his hand into Wen Ke’s pants to knead his ass, as he used to do. Instead, he unusually touched Wen Ke’s lower abdomen.
He spoke very little, only absentmindedly rubbing there with his hands.
Wen Ke reassured him several times that he was fine.
Physically, he indeed felt no abnormalities.
But psychologically, when he looked down at his flat belly and thought that there might already be a tiny life developing inside, he became incredibly anxious.
In the six years of marriage with Zhuo Yuan, the inability to conceive was probably the most severe crisis.
Initially, he often felt worried about his poor reproductive cavity and tried to follow the Zhuo family’s instructions, undergoing frequent check-ups and taking medications, passively staying at home to recuperate his body…
At that time, he had also fantasized about giving birth to a little life with his own bloodline and then carefully managing his beautiful little home.
This should be the dream of all Omegas.
But after the incident of fainting and being hospitalized due to massaging the glands, his desire to get pregnant had become very weak.
On one hand, he truly had no hope of pregnancy.
On the other hand, after that incident, he became disheartened.
He no longer wanted to conceive, and he no longer hoped for any warm family with Zhuo Yuan.
But this time is different.
Of course, he wanted Han Jiangque’s child.
Even just thinking about the possible birth of that life, about how beautiful Han Jiangque and their little baby would be, made his toes curl with longing.
But pregnancy was such a significant matter.
When it arrived unexpectedly, the first feeling was three parts surprise and seven parts confusion and helplessness—
He didn’t know if his body could handle it;
Nor did he know if, even if he got pregnant, he could still successfully launch the app for the last stage of love.
He had already put in several months of hard work, carefully designing this app. In a sense, this app was also a child he cherished.
He really, really wanted to achieve something in his ordinary life.
In a sense, this pursuit in his career even surpassed his desire to become a father.
In this conflicting state of mind, Wen Ke tossed and turned all night and still couldn’t fall asleep. When he woke up, he suddenly realized that Han Jiangque was not lying beside him but standing alone on the balcony next to the bedroom.
Sitting up, he saw Han Jiangque, with a cigarette in his right hand, staring into the dark night through the transparent glass door.
Wen Ke didn’t know before that Han Jiangque also smoked.
He crawled out of bed, opened the balcony door, and quietly hugged Han Jiangque from behind, separated by the transparent glass.
“Han Xiaoque…” he whispered, “Are you also unable to sleep?”
“Mm.”
Han Jiangque responded softly. When he turned around, he seemed to want to say something but then, as if suddenly realizing something, quickly crushed the cigarette against the railing, fanned it with his hand, and nervously asked, “Did the smoke bother you? Why did you get up? Is there something wrong?”
“I’m fine.”
Wen Ke tiptoed to embrace the Alpha’s neck and said muffledly, “I just can’t sleep.”
Han Jiangque held him, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly buried his face in Wen Ke’s shoulder and said very softly, “Wen Ke, I’m really scared.”
Pausing for a moment, although he tried to suppress the feelings of helplessness and oppression, the end of his sentence gradually trembled, “If your pregnancy hurts you, I’d rather you not have the baby.”