Last Love chapter 63
On the way back after shopping for clothes, Wen Ke seemed absent-minded.
Even when Han Jiangque asked him what he wanted to eat halfway, he just shook his head and said he didn’t know. So, after some thought, Han Jiangque decided to go to the hot pot restaurant near the LM Club.
During the meal, Han Jiangque could sense that Wen Ke’s mood was off. After trying to help him with some dishes, he couldn’t help but softly ask, “Xiao Ke, what’s wrong?”
Wen Ke remained silent for a moment before lifting his head to look at Han Jiangque, asking, “You said… you learned about Zhuo Yuan’s father from the newspaper?”
“Yeah.”
“Today’s newspaper?”
“Yes.” Han Jiangque answered briefly.
“But…” Wen Ke picked up a piece of lamb, paused midway, and said seriously, “We’ve been together since we woke up, and I didn’t see you buy a newspaper or read one.”
“What do you mean?”
Han Jiangque’s slender eyebrows furrowed slightly. “We’re not glued together all the time. It doesn’t take much time to check the news on the phone. What’s the matter?”
“I just find it strange,” Wen Ke said, feeling a bit frustrated. His thoughts were chaotic, and he felt physically uncomfortable. He continued, “Han Jiangque, do you know Zhuo Yuan’s father’s name? Do you know about his family’s assets and work? I mean… usually, it’s hard for people to connect a news piece like that to Zhuo Yuan just based on a last name, right?”
“What are you saying?” Han Jiangque’s eyes showed a hint of displeasure. After a moment’s thought, he said, “I mentioned before that I came to B City because I knew you were here. So, I pay attention to the situation of the Zhuo family. Is that strange?”
“But if you saw the news today and knew it was about the Zhuo family, why didn’t you tell me?” Wen Ke asked, puzzled.
Han Jiangque suddenly got angry. He put down his chopsticks and stared at Wen Ke. “I didn’t tell you—because the Zhuo family’s matters have nothing to do with you now, Wen Ke. Why are you so upset? Are you still worried about Zhuo Yuan?”
The last sentence made Han Jiangque’s eyes suddenly cold and dark.
“I’m not worried about him.”
Wen Ke shook his head vigorously, but Han Jiangque’s gaze made him feel a sudden chill.
Whether it was a psychological effect or genuine physical discomfort, he even felt a slight nausea.
He gripped the table’s edge, and the dates from Han Jiangque’s memo kept replaying in his mind. He couldn’t help but murmur, “Han Jiangque, these years, have you… always hated Zhuo Yuan so much?”
The moment he said this, he turned his head slightly, and in a soft voice, he continued, “Yesterday, I accidentally saw your memo. I saw you repeatedly noting those dates, my heat period, my birthday, and also… June 12th. It took me a long time to remember what June 12th was. Actually, I’d rather not remember, Han Jiangque, but you’ve remembered for so many years…”
Wen Ke felt his nose stinging, and he wanted to say, “You’ve remembered for so many years, are you feeling sad?” But before he could say it, Han Jiangque interrupted, “You saw my memo? What else did you see?”
Han Jiangque’s face showed a sharp and tense expression, which hurt Wen Ke. Although he felt sorry for Han Jiangque, at that moment, their communication seemed to have completely broken down.
Wen Ke opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. Finally, he could only lower his head and say softly, “I only saw the memo. I’m sorry; I accidentally opened it. I won’t look again.”
Han Jiangque remained silent for a while.
“You’re right; I do hate Zhuo Yuan.”
He took a deep breath and finally said, “Very much.”
He could feel Wen Ke’s unhappiness, but because he couldn’t understand the true cause of this unhappiness, he felt more restless and frustrated.
“Wen Ke, sometimes I find it strange too. What about you? Why don’t you hate Zhuo Yuan? “
Han Jiangque asked each word deliberately.
Wen Ke lowered his head, and his neck was long and slender, exuding a fragile and adorable vulnerability.
Han Jiangque wanted to hug him, but it seemed as if an invisible force froze him in his seat.
The smell of butter in the hot pot restaurant filled the room, but in such a mood, the fragrance couldn’t be felt, only a sense of irritation and greasiness.
“I…”
Wen Ke finally raised his head.
Through the hot pot smoke rising in the middle of the table, his silhouette was blurry.
“Han Jiangque,” Wen Ke said shakily, standing up, “I… I feel really uncomfortable, like I want to throw up.”
Han Jiangque blinked, only now noticing that Wen Ke’s face was extremely pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat—sweat not caused by the steam from the hot pot.
He quickly stood up and hugged him tightly before he could collapse.
…
Wen Ke remembered that he seemed to have knelt on the floor and dry heaved for a while. Even though he couldn’t vomit anything, he still felt as if he were in a state of collapse. His reproductive cavity seemed to be constantly falling, and the feeling was terrifying.
After that, everything was blurry in his consciousness.
He just felt like he was being hugged very tightly, almost to the point where he couldn’t breathe.
The person holding him seemed very frightened, and their arms kept trembling. Wen Ke knew it was Han Jiangque. He wanted to touch Han Jiangque’s hair and face, but his hands couldn’t seem to lift.
Unable to comfort his beloved Alpha properly, even in a semi-shocked state, he felt an inexplicable sadness.
It was really strange.
When he opened his eyes again, the first thing that hit his nose was the smell of hospital disinfectant.
He blinked, gradually waking up, and immediately saw Han Jiangque standing by the bed, staring at him.
The Alpha’s expression was blank, and he didn’t speak, just gazing at him like that.
“I…”
Wen Ke just started to speak when he felt his voice was incredibly hoarse. He cleared his throat and finally spoke in confusion, “What happened to me?”
“You’re pregnant.”
Wen Ke was instantly stunned.
It was only then that he noticed there was a doctor standing on the other side of the bed.
The female Alpha doctor smiled, glanced at the examination chart, and then spoke gently, “We just conducted a thorough examination. We can already see it clearly. You are expecting twins. Congratulations!”
“Your body is a bit weak, and carrying twins is a significant burden, which is causing severe nausea and spasms, but it’s nothing too serious, don’t worry.”
Although Wen Ke heard the doctor’s words, it seemed like they couldn’t penetrate his ears.
At this moment, he was overwhelmed with the words “twins.”
He was really pregnant.
He was carrying twins, and there were already two tiny lives in his belly.
He felt his head buzzing.
He turned his head, looking a bit anxious at Han Jiangque. Before he could speak, the tall Alpha had already bent down, firmly enclosing him in his embrace.
“Xiao Ke…”
Han Jiangque’s voice was low. He couldn’t say too much in front of the doctor, but Wen Ke could still hear a hint of panic and nervousness in his tone.
The doctor smiled, placed a stack of reports on the bedside, and then gently closed the door, leaving them with ample private space.