Last Love chapter 102
“Han Jiangque, just now…”
Wen Ke couldn’t help but turn to look at Han Jiangque, hesitatingly stuttering, “Just now, you said… you’re dealing with Zhuo Yuan’s family?”
The Alpha didn’t answer. His handsome facial features were deliberately tense, and he silently clenched the steering wheel. But it was clear that this was a question that didn’t need an answer.
“So, you hid it from me to secretly retaliate against Zhuo Yuan?”
Wen Ke spoke while widening his eyes, looking at Han Jiangque, “Why? Why care so much about retaliating against Zhuo Yuan? And why didn’t you tell me before?”
At that moment, he genuinely felt very, very confused.
This matter was difficult for him to comprehend, no matter what logic he applied. He didn’t understand why Zhuo Yuan, a figure from the past, needed to keep appearing in their lives.
“So, the land speculation case in Xihexu, you were behind it, right?”
Wen Ke remembered that a few months ago, when he went to buy a suit with Han Jiangque and met Zhuo Yuan, Han Jiangque mentioned the case related to Zhuo Yuan’s father in front of Zhuo Yuan. At that time, Wen Ke genuinely believed that he learned it from the newspaper.
Now, all of this was gradually coming together. Because the Zhuo family couldn’t escape from that case, when Zhuo Yuan’s company faced financial troubles, the Zhuo family couldn’t help either. It was like cutting off the roots!
At this moment, when he connected all these things, Wen Ke finally realized—
All of Zhuo Yuan’s current predicaments were caused by Han Jiangque.
Han Jiangque was not only more patient and secretive than he had imagined but also quite radical.
“Yes.”
Han Jiangque uttered only one word through his clenched teeth.
“What exactly do you want to achieve?”
Wen Ke’s tone involuntarily raised. He couldn’t restrain his emotions any longer, loudly saying, “Han Jiangque, Donglin Group is not just about Zhuo Yuan’s father; it also involves his uncle, who holds a position of power. How can you keep this from me?!”
“I know it’s dangerous!”
Han Jiangque suddenly released the steering wheel, turned to look at Wen Ke, and his eyes flickered with intense emotions. “But that’s only for now. As long as I can bring down Zhuo Yuan’s uncle in the end, the danger will disappear. I hid it from you because…”
“Because I know…”
Han Jiangque gritted his teeth, speaking in a low voice, “You won’t agree with what I’m doing.”
“Of course, I won’t agree.”
Wen Ke looked at Han Jiangque in disbelief. His voice couldn’t help but tremble, “You clearly know I won’t agree, so why insist on revenge? Not only do you want to retaliate against him, but you also want to target his entire family! Han Jiangque, how can you be so immature?”
“Because he should pay the price!”
Han Jiangque seemed to be stung, suddenly slamming a fist onto the steering wheel.
He took several deep breaths before reluctantly raising his head to look at Wen Ke, saying in a hoarse voice, “Xiao Ke, he cheated and caused you to drop out of school, ruining your life! He marked you but never cherished you. In the end, he even chose to end the marriage by cheating. How can you not hate him? Every step he took was supported by the money and help from his family. If not for the help from his family, he wouldn’t have been able to take you away from me! Don’t you think they should pay the price for these things?! Don’t you hate him?”
“Han Jiangque, whether I hate Zhuo Yuan is my choice!”
Wen Ke erupted like never before.
His cheeks were flushed with anger, and he shouted, “Why do you have to hate on my behalf, seek revenge for me? Have you ever asked what I want?!”
Han Jiangque’s fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of turbulent emotions. Nevertheless, he stubbornly asked, “Xiao Ke, do you… not hate Zhuo Yuan?”
“Han Jiangque, I can tell you plainly that I don’t hate Zhuo Yuan.”
Wen Ke said, “Back then, I chose to help him cheat; I chose to marry him, and he did help me pay off my mother’s life-saving medical expenses. Each decision was made by me. What right do I have to hate him with righteousness?”
Han Jiangque just stared at Wen Ke blankly, his eyes already turning red.
Perhaps that was an answer that had long existed in his heart.
But when he really heard it, it still made him heartbroken.
“I don’t want you to hate him either. Han Jiangque,”
Wen Ke didn’t notice Han Jiangque’s expression. He looked at the dark night outside the window and finally took a deep breath, slowing down his tone and saying softly, “Because one can’t live a good life by harboring resentment towards others. Now, I just want to move forward and not look back. Han Jiangque, you’re the one dragging me back, making me open my scars again and feel that pain. I really don’t want this… let it go, okay? Don’t continue with revenge. Let’s forget about Zhuo Yuan, live our own lives, okay?”
“I can’t do it.”
There was a moment when Wen Ke almost thought he had misheard.
“I can’t do it.”
Han Jiangque repeated it again.
He didn’t look at Wen Ke, but he still said calmly, “Xiao Ke, since we’ve been together, I’ve listened to you in everything. But not this. I can’t let go—I have my own arrangements. For the Zhuo family, my plan has reached the final and most crucial step. As long as it’s completed, I will confront my family. In fact, I’ve been working hard for the past ten years to officially return to the Han family, no longer being an illegitimate child. But after you came back, I started to view this matter lightly. Anyway, I won’t let you suffer. If they don’t acknowledge you, I’ll leave the Han family.”
The entire car fell into silence. After a long time, Wen Ke asked softly, “Do you think that what you’re doing now is not causing me to suffer?”
Han Jiangque, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but clench his teeth in pain, but he still refused to answer.
“Han Jiangque…”
Wen Ke suddenly felt an unprecedented exhaustion. He called out the name that used to bring him sweetness but now tasted a bit bitter on his tongue.
He lowered his head and gently touched his belly, as if talking to Han Jiangque, and as if talking to the kids, “I’m already five months pregnant…”
He couldn’t help but sniff, and in that moment, he truly felt helpless.
Omegas during pregnancy was no different from any other female animal. They were instinctively more sensitive, more vigilant, and more eager for stability.
“I want a stable, upward life, with my own career and family. Just an ordinary life, without the need for great wealth and luxury; I need an Alpha who may not be very mature but can give me some basic sense of security. But when I’m with you, I feel uneasy.”
“When you’re with me, do you feel unsafe?”
Han Jiangque suddenly turned his head.
“Not physically unsafe, but mentally insecure.”
Wen Ke shook his head, not knowing how to express himself. He murmured, “Han Xiaoque, it seems like you always insist on remembering the most painful things. This isn’t the first time I’ve felt this way today. Do you remember the last time I accidentally saw your memo? There were several dates, and the most frequent one was 6.12. Later, I remembered that it was the day I was expelled from school. You remember this date, have remembered it for ten years, and this thought worries me. I feel like in your heart, there’s a completely dark place that seems like it will never open up to me. It’s filled with paranoia, negativity, and suppression, but I’m really… afraid of this because sometimes I can’t help but think…”
“Think that, actually, you hate Zhuo Yuan because…”
He kept thinking about the notebook where the date 6.12, bitten and full of hatred, appeared like a recurring nightmare. In that moment, a chilling thought suddenly dawned on him.
His lips couldn’t help but tremble as he finally spoke, “Because, you also hate me.”
Han Jiangque looked at Wen Ke, his expression hiding an excruciating pain. His nostrils and the corners of his lips involuntarily twitched.
And as the night fell into his eyes, it appeared as dark as an unyielding fog.
However, for a long time, he still didn’t answer. He didn’t utter that heart-wrenching word of hatred, but he also couldn’t bring himself to deny it.
That was already an answer.
For the first time, Wen Ke finally understood what it meant to fall into an icy abyss.
He reached out and forcefully opened the car door, then walked out and hailed a taxi, speaking with a trembling voice, “Sega.”
Han Jiangque’s black Land Rover followed him all the way, but he didn’t go upstairs with him.
Perhaps because they both knew that on that night, something beautiful and dreamlike had finally shattered.