Last Love chapter 108

He spoke up to this point, a bit tiredly supporting his waist and leaning back on the table.

In his light brown eyes, a hint of gentle sadness appeared. He held the microphone, gently turned to the side, revealing the scars on his neck.

Seeing this scene, someone in the auditorium gasped.

Even Xu Jiale’s gaze at Wen Ke became somewhat complex.

Wen Ke turned his head back and continued, “Six months ago, I got divorced.”

Facing the incredibly curious gazes of the young university students, he calmly continued, “Yes, I am a thirty-year-old divorced Omega, still an unmarried and pregnant mature Omega.”

“Half a year ago, at that time, my pheromone level was only E-level. In the marriage market, I always thought I was defective. But my pheromone compatibility with my ex-husband was very high, so his family reluctantly agreed to our marriage. They were well-off, and life was comfortable, but we were not happy.”

Zhuo Yuan’s body trembled suddenly. His entire being tensed, staring somewhat angrily at Wen Ke’s lips, expecting to hear about the infidelity—

However, Wen Ke did not mention that incident at all. He simply said, “Despite the high compatibility of pheromones and the scent my glands released telling me I should love him, we were not happy. When you’re unhappy, it’s actually hard to explain why. You just feel yourself becoming more and more hollow, as if something is slowly draining the spirits of the two, a pain that cannot be compensated for ten thousand times.”

“For a long time, I was puzzled by this. Clearly, according to the standards of this society and the compatibility of pheromones, I shouldn’t be this miserable. It wasn’t until after the divorce, when I removed my mark and met my true love Alpha, that I suddenly understood the truth.”

Even Zhuo Yuan, who was staring at Wen Ke, found himself wanting to know what Wen Ke would say next.

“Everyone, after tonight’s event, you can completely forget everything about the ‘Last Love’ app, but I hope you can remember what I’m about to say next.”

“The gland is just an organ, but we are human. Remove the gland, and we can see with our eyes; cover our eyes, and we can still touch with our hands. We are human, and we inherently know what love is. Before your reproductive glands develop, you already know, in the entire class during elementary school, when the wind blows, you want to sneak a peek at whose hair is floating. I don’t believe anyone cannot find answers. If you don’t have them now, ask yourself, ask yourself by all means—there are always answers in our hearts.”

Wen Ke stood straight again. His face was somewhat pale for some reason, but he still took the microphone off the stand and walked a bit closer to the university students.

He said word by word, “Pheromone matching is a computing system. It’s efficient, utilitarian, like a cheat code, quickly giving you the simplest answer. But in the subject of love, I implore you never to cheat. There are many shortcuts in life, but for love, don’t take shortcuts.”

“Don’t take shortcuts, in this age where you should be boldly courageous, take the path of love you love—no matter how rugged, no matter how remote, never, never give up that path.”

Applause started in small groups in the auditorium, then scattered sounds almost instantly turned into deafening and continuous applause. Many students from various universities had even stood up, clapping vigorously.

“Thank you, thank you all.”

Wen Ke kept saying, but even with the microphone, his thanks were drowned out by the thunderous applause. He had to slightly raise his voice.

“This is the original intention of my team and me in developing this app. In this world full of shortcuts, we want to do something that may not be appreciated. But in the matter of love, everything is worth it. We want to help you question yourselves, find answers, and find the entrance to that path.”

Wen Ke smiled gently, bowed, and said, “Next, we’ll take a ten-minute break, and then I’ll hand over the time to my partner, Professor Xu, to guide you in downloading the pre-release version of ‘Last Love.’ I hope the god of love is with us, and I hope that today in this auditorium, we can solve the imminent Valentine’s Day problems for our fellow students. Finally, I’ll conclude.”

Many students from the front rows had already eagerly run forward to ask how to download “Last Love.”

The media cameras had all focused on Wen Ke long ago. Journalists had already stood up, eager to surround him for interviews.

Zhuo Yuan, unaware when, also stood up. He looked at Wen Ke in the front, and even he didn’t know that, from some point on, his eyes had turned red.

It was not so much hatred as it was a kind of sorrow.

At this moment, he would even prefer Wen Ke to scold him here, rather than hear those words—

Wen Ke had never loved him.

While he stared at Wen Ke, suddenly, he felt an inexplicable sense of tension. He turned his head suddenly, realizing that something was wrong. He had forgotten to hide his face.

Jiang Chao, who had been standing at the side door of the auditorium all the time, was now staring at him like a hawk.

For Zhuo Yuan, that moment almost stopped his heartbeat.

Jiang Chao took two steps forward, but due to the students crowding forward, he was deeply immersed in the crowd. He had to turn his head to look at Wen Ke anxiously, staying not far from him.

At this chaotic auditorium, students gathered in groups of three or five, some even surrounded the media people to watch the excitement.

After about seven or eight minutes, Wen Ke had only answered two reporters’ questions, and his face had already turned extremely pale.

He had to wave his hand, saying weakly, “Wait, let me sit down. I’ll answer questions later.”

He didn’t care about anything else, laboriously supporting himself on the table and sitting in the center of the seat marked “Wen Ke.” He was in pain, holding his stomach.

Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu both noticed that something was wrong and approached, asking, “What’s wrong, Wen Ke?”

Wen Ke took a sharp breath, covering his stomach and saying, “There’s strong movement inside. It hurts… so much pain.”

In just this short time, his face was covered in cold sweat. It felt like there were ten thousand monkeys causing a ruckus inside his stomach, and the pain made his legs cramp.

At this moment, a female student came over, pushing a cart and distributing mineral water along the central tables.

Wen Ke had been speaking for a long time, and his throat was already very dry. As soon as he got his bottle, he immediately wanted to open it. However, before he could do so, he suddenly felt pain, slumping weakly onto the table and muttering, “No, I need to go to the hospital. I’m afraid… I’m afraid something might be wrong with the babies.”

“You should go quickly.”

Fu Xiaoyu turned his head, called Jiang Chao over, and quickly said, “Take Wen Ke to the hospital and notify Han Jiangque.”

“Xiaoyu—” Wen Ke suddenly grabbed Fu Xiaoyu’s arm and hoarsely said, “Finish things here. You, you help me, talk about the folder on my desk. It has the procedures written on it, the one you looked at yesterday.”

“Don’t worry.” Fu Xiaoyu said only two words.

Jiang Chao nodded and immediately supported Wen Ke, slowly squeezing out of the crowd, then walked out through the side door.

Wen Ke’s legs were trembling, holding onto Jiang Chao. Just as they were about to reach the parking lot, in the dim underground parking lot, suddenly six or seven tall Alphas appeared, all standing near Wen Ke’s Audi.

And in the middle was Zhuo Yuan, wearing a duckbill cap.

From this lineup, Wen Ke immediately felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Chao’s hawk-like eyes quickly swept over these Alphas, observing if they had any weapons.

Wen Ke knew something was off, but with the intense pain in his belly, he couldn’t focus on it. He said in a trembling voice, “Zhuo Yuan, move aside. What do you want?”

Zhuo Yuan frowned. He always felt that Wen Ke’s symptoms were a bit off, not quite right. But he couldn’t care less now. He said in a low voice, “Xiao Ke, I won’t harm you. I just want to take you to the hospital.”

“I-I don’t need that. Move away, let me check my car.” Wen Ke intentionally held onto the door of another car, and the alarm immediately blared.

Although there was no one else in the parking lot, the sound still successfully irritated Zhuo Yuan. He made a sinister gesture, while several Alphas around him moved forward, obviously with ill intentions.

Jiang Chao pushed Wen Ke to the back, his expression serious, watching as six Alphas approached. The scariest part was not anything else, but his premonition that he might not be able to protect a pregnant Omega properly.

………

At this moment, the auditorium had recovered from the chaos caused by Wen Ke’s sudden departure.

Fu Xiaoyu was a master at controlling the situation. Sitting in front of the reporters, a few simple sentences had already outlined the commercial prospects of “Last Love.”

He sat in Wen Ke’s previous position, casually unscrewing the mineral water placed on the white tablecloth and taking a sip.

In this split second, Fu Xiaoyu felt a strange and uncomfortable sensation. He looked down and discovered that a small part of the white tablecloth had been dampened by the bottom of his mineral water bottle. A few drops of water had apparently leaked.

Where did it leak from?

He was a bit puzzled, but quickly tossed this second of doubt to the back of his mind and began to answer smoothly.

…

Back in the parking lot, the Alphas were still moving towards Wen Ke as if to attack.

At this critical moment, a series of hurried footsteps echoed not far away.

A hoarse roar resounded throughout the entire parking lot: “Zhuo Yuan, get lost!”

The person ran incredibly fast, almost arriving at the scene together with the voice.

Wen Ke could only vaguely see a figure leaping high, drawing a semi-circle with the right hand, and with the rapid spinning force, a fierce punch landed on the head of the last Alpha.

The Alpha Zhuo Yuan brought along barely made a sound, collapsing to the ground like a noodle.

In that instant, Wen Ke’s mind was a bit bewildered. He suddenly remembered; he had seen this move—

It was a whip punch.

The whip punch that Han Jiangque used to KO the Russian bear king Ivanov!

Perhaps this punch was too terrifying, making it unclear whether the person hit was alive or dead. The other Alphas were startled and scattered, towering figures seemingly like scared jackals in front of the angry Wolf King Han Jiangque.

At this moment, Zhuo Yuan’s face suddenly turned deathly pale. He lowered his head to look at his phone, only to see a message flashing on the screen:

Quickly retreat, the medicine was given to the wrong person.

…

In the auditorium, after Fu Xiaoyu and the reporters finished their conversation, he finally found a moment to rest. Later, Xu Jiale would host all the students to try out “Last Love,” and he could take his time before speaking.

He approached Xu Jiale, mentioning that he wanted to step out for some fresh air.

He then pushed open the auditorium door and walked out, going directly to the corner and entering the Omega restroom.

However, the moment he entered the stall, in that same second, Fu Xiaoyu suddenly felt a surge of heat in the lower abdomen, in that area of life and reproduction.

He thought he was familiar with that feeling.

But immediately after, he anxiously braced himself against the wall—

Too intense, too intense.

It felt like a fire had suddenly ignited in the most fragile part, burning hot and painful.

His initially somewhat pale face was now ablaze, rapidly turning crimson. The scent of magnolia on his body had never been so sweet and overwhelming.

This was the most dreaded thing for all Omegas.

He was in heat.

In a public place, he unexpectedly went into heat prematurely.