Last Love chapter 100

Just as Wen Ke was about to close the car door, Han Jiangque suddenly bent down and grabbed his wrist.

The Alpha didn’t speak; he just stared at him with pitch-black eyes, unwavering.

Wen Ke believed that Han Jiangque indeed had a lot to say to him. However, after a brief silence, he just silently closed the car door.

The Bentley’s air conditioning was warm. As soon as Wen Ke sat down, he smelled a faint but unmistakable scent of alcohol-related pheromones, clearly reminiscent of Han Jiangque.

“You’re called Wen Ke, right?”

A deep voice sounded beside him.

“Yes.”

Wen Ke turned his head, and in that instant, he felt like he could almost see an older version of Han Jiangque.

The Alpha genes of the Han family were undoubtedly extremely superior and dominant. Hence, in the process of reproduction, they held an absolute dominant position. From Han Jiangque’s father to his third brother, and then to Han Jiangque himself, the facial contours of these three men seemed like they were molded from the same template. The only difference was probably their eyes—

Due to the passage of time, the eyes of the Alpha beside Wen Ke were somewhat sunken, and the color of his pupils wasn’t as pure black as Han Jiangque’s; it appeared somewhat cloudy. But it was this hint of cloudiness that added to his aura of majestic dignity and depth, resembling that of an old wolf.

“I am Han Zhan. You should know by now that I am Han Jiangque’s father.”

Han Zhan sat very upright, with no sign of relaxation even in the car. Even when greeting, his face lacked any smile. After uttering a few words, his thin lips coldly pursed.

Wen Ke hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said softly, “Hello, Uncle Han.”

Sensitive by nature, Wen Ke could feel the tension in the current atmosphere, but he chose to present himself as a respectful junior at the first moment.

However, there was no response from the other party regarding his somewhat cautious goodwill. Instead, Han Zhan continued, “How many months?”

Wen Ke paused before reacting, “Five months.”

“Only five months?” Han Zhan’s sharp gaze shifted to Wen Ke’s belly, and he furrowed his brows. “Why is your belly so big?”

His expression clearly indicated no fondness for the child in Wen Ke.

Feeling a somewhat indescribable pressure, Wen Ke couldn’t help but cover his stomach nervously. “Because I’m pregnant with twins.”

Han Zhan showed little interest in the matter of twins. Without asking further, he continued, “Wen Ke, do you know why I came to see you in person?”

Wen Ke remained silent for a moment before answering, “No, I don’t.”

“For such a long time, Han Jiangque hasn’t told you who his father is or shared anything about his family background with you, right?”

“…Right.” Wen Ke’s fingers trembled slightly.

“Then it seems he has an understanding of this.”

Han Zhan slowly continued, “Wen Ke, the Han family can’t accept you. Not now, not in the future. Han Jiangque understands this, so he has been hiding it from you, until now. But keeping this from you is not fair to you— you two can’t get married. Do you understand?”

For a pregnant Omega, these words were undoubtedly cruel.

However, Han Zhan didn’t like wasting time, even in dealing with such matters. Lacking any warmth, his every word was direct and firm. His calm eyes continued to gaze steadily at Wen Ke.

This was an Omega who looked very delicate and not particularly attractive.

Han Zhan was somewhat surprised just now. He initially thought that the Omega Han Jiangque was so infatuated with would be more exquisite than Fu Xiaoyu, but he turned out to be wrong.

Observing Wen Ke’s reactions—

The petite Omega, pregnant, with a somewhat pale face, heard these words and suddenly lowered his head, revealing a long and white neck to Han Zhan.

He didn’t show too much surprise. Han Zhan thought this might indicate that this was not a foolish Omega. From the posture and attitude, he had already anticipated his intentions.

Han Zhan patiently waited for Wen Ke’s response, expecting tears and perhaps a brief loss of control, even a loud argument.

However, after a while, he only heard a very weak voice, “Uncle, I…”

Wen Ke finally raised his head. His voice was small, his lips trembling, but the words that came out were somewhat unexpected.

The seemingly fragile Omega stubbornly looked at him, “I know I may fall short in many ways compared to your family. Whether it’s economic strength or family background, I fall short in every aspect. I can understand your concerns, but I… I really love Han Jiangque.”

As Wen Ke said this, he couldn’t help but choke up, but he quickly continued, “I won’t ask for money from the family, let alone burden Han Jiangque. I just want to be with him sincerely and treat him better than anyone else. Uncle, could you… give me a chance?”

“Based on…” When Wen Ke said this, he looked at Han Zhan with a sad gaze. It was almost a humble plea, “Based on the fact that I’m already pregnant, could you give me a chance, Uncle? I believe I can give Han Jiangque a happy family.”

Han Zhan did not immediately respond.

He was somewhat surprised by Wen Ke’s words — “want to treat him better,” “please give me a chance.”

This was the stance of a giver.

It was rare. For a pregnant Omega facing a strange and dominant Alpha family, and learning the cruel fact of being expelled, usually they would be weak, helpless, and even resentful and unwilling.

But Wen Ke was different.

His tone was light, but he was very rational. He understood his shortcomings, so he chose to emphasize his strengths and advantages. He even stubbornly tried to fight for himself—not immediately for a hundred percent of favorable treatment but for a chance.

This was an unusually mature Omega.

“It’s not about money.”

Han Zhan decided to show some respect to this mature Omega. He continued slowly, “Wen Ke, Han Jiangque is an illegitimate child. Twenty-seven years ago, his dad left while carrying him in anger. I didn’t look for him. Throughout my life, I’ve never compromised for anyone. Since he wanted to leave, I treated it as if there was no lover, no son. But ten years ago, my wandering youngest son suddenly came to ask me for some money for an Omega he liked in high school. He was willing to do anything for this—Wen Ke, back then, the Omega he liked was you, right?”

“Yes…”

The always tenacious Omega, when saying this word, suddenly couldn’t help but redden his eyes.

“I didn’t expect that after so many years, my son still likes you.”

Han Zhan sighed. His eyes showed a hint of complexity, but he immediately restrained it. He continued in a deep voice, “Wen Ke, all three of my sons are Alphas, and each of them is outstanding. So, I don’t lack an illegitimate child who has abandoned me since childhood. I let Han Jiangque come back so easily back then for two reasons: firstly, deep down, I felt somewhat guilty towards him; secondly, because Han Jiangque is the only Alpha in the entire Han family with S-class pheromones. Wen Ke, what about you? Are you currently an E-class or D-class?”

“…Currently D-class.”

Wen Ke’s heart suddenly “clenched,” and in that instant, he belatedly felt a chill.

Being with Han Jiangque for too long, he lived in a completely sweet vacuum. Han Jiangque never mentioned anything about pheromone levels, to the point that he had forgotten about the harsh realities of society—

If the general public was only concerned about the compatibility of pheromone levels, for prestigious families like the Han’s, having a low pheromone level was a fatal weakness.

And he, throughout his life, could never compensate for this deficiency.

“Too low.”

Han Zhan’s expression was indifferent as he said, “Wen Ke, I am an A-level, and the Omega I chose is also A-level. However, among my three sons, only the third, like me, reached A-level. This is a rare chance. What is the concept of S-level? Wen Ke, maintaining the quality of pheromones is an extremely difficult task. My son… is indeed not very smart, and I understand that. But the Han family needs him to be paired with at least an A-level Omega. Moreover, I hope to have an S-level Alpha grandson. Your children in your belly will never reach that height, which means they are of no use to the Han family.”

Wen Ke suddenly felt it difficult to breathe.

He clutched his stomach tightly, and in that moment, sharp pain seemed to pierce through his body.

He wasn’t in pain for himself; it was for the little treasures in his belly.

His little treasures were almost five months old now. The doctor said their little ears were almost fully developed, so he played sweet music for them every day and spoke to them softly, quietly telling them how much their daddy loved them.

But now, if they could hear these words, how unjust and sad they would feel.

“Before, I clearly told Han Jiangque that he could choose an Omega without a distinguished family background, but the pheromone level must be A-level. Previously, he spent a lot of time with Fu Xiaoyu and even had him manage the business. I always said, just bring this Omega home, and I’ll be satisfied. Smart, A-level, and has not been with other Alphas. Wen Ke, you’re different. You’ve been divorced, and your pheromone level is too low. I can’t accept it. Han Jiangque knows this very well, so he never dared to tell you about his family background or bring you home because he knew he couldn’t marry you. Do you understand?”

“Think it over yourself, whether you want to keep this pregnancy or not.”

Han Zhan said calmly, “If you don’t want it, that’s fine. If you want it, my family will pay for the children’s upbringing. My son has been circling around for ten years and still likes you. I’m not that inflexible, and I can see— you’re a smart person, unlikely to cause trouble. If you don’t insist on completely breaking up with him, if you still want to be with him, have the kids, and then you and your sons will be Han Jiangque’s hidden treasures. Money will definitely not be lacking. But you need to understand, Han Jiangque will never belong to you alone. In the future, he will still marry other Omegas and have children with them. The children recognized by the Han family will not be your children. If you agree, we can sign an agreement when the time comes.”

Wen Ke couldn’t speak; he felt a bitter taste in his throat. Swallowing saliva, he even felt like vomiting.

Every word Han Zhan said felt like a sharp blade, ruthlessly stabbing into his body, stirring things up.

“All right, go down and think about it.”

Han Zhan was not interested in Wen Ke’s response and directly concluded the conversation by sitting up straight.

But just as Wen Ke was about to leave, he suddenly reached out and lightly touched the Omega’s protruding belly. Han Zhan’s hand, due to age, was already thin and bony, and the warmth of his palm was quite cold, almost causing Wen Ke to shiver involuntarily.

“Is it hard being pregnant?”

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more pronounced due to the sudden stiffness of his expression.

“Still, okay…” Wen Ke struggled to utter two words.

Han Zhan didn’t say anything more, instead waving his hand to signal Wen Ke to get out of the car.

But when Wen Ke tried to push open the car door, he suddenly paused and asked softly, “Uncle, do you love Han Jiangque?”

Han Zhan furrowed his brows, but before he could respond, Wen Ke continued, “I’m going to be a dad soon. Occasionally, I also think about my child’s marriage, but in the end, I always feel that it’s most important for my children to be happy. But why, when you talk about Han Jiangque, it seems like… you’re talking about a breeding tool. Isn’t he your son?”

“Wen Ke,” Han Zhan’s voice suddenly became heavy, “get off the car before I lose my temper—”

“Uncle…” Wen Ke’s voice choked uncontrollably, “when we were in high school, his Omega dad used to beat him every day. He always wanted to run away to a faraway place with me. I promised him that we would go together, grow up together. But later, we still separated. I always thought he returned to you and could finally get some family affection. But why, why is it like this—Uncle, he’s really pitiful, do you know? Han Xiaoque, he’s really pitiful…”