Last Love chapter 12

Unexpectedly, Wen Ke slept soundly that night.

When the morning sunlight filtered through the milky curtains onto his face, he slowly opened his eyes—

Han Jiangque’s head was buried deeply in his shoulder, revealing only a small part of his gracefully contoured profile.

Wen Ke stared blankly at the still-sleeping man, the intoxicating scent of Alpha pheromones lingering in the air, making him feel a bit dazed.

Before sleep, he was clearly facing away from Han Jiangque. Perhaps he turned around in his sleep, but Han Jiangque’s position seemed awkward.

Adult male Alphas usually stood at least 180 centimeters tall, and Han Jiangque was exceptionally tall among Alphas. At the moment, trying to squeeze his face into Wen Ke’s shoulder felt like a large adult beast trying to sleep in the posture of a cub, making him seem somewhat pitiful.

Wen Ke couldn’t help but smile. The exhaustion and physical torment of the past few days had allowed him to sleep comfortably for the first time in a long while. Perhaps the long-awaited relaxation had caused his nerves to loosen, and his thoughts began to drift away—

In the first year of high school, Wen Ke saw Han Jiangque for the first time.

Han Jiangque started school early, two years younger than his classmates, and a little shorter than Wen Ke at that time.

A slender figure, delicate face, and deep black eyes, like a gender-neutral beautiful youth stepping out of a manga.

Initially, many people jokingly called Han Jiangque “Little Princess,” but after Han Jiangque caused a sensation with several fights at school, no one dared to say that again.

Han Jiangque had poor grades, a naturally rebellious personality, and parents who didn’t care about him. The class teacher, troubled by this, sent Wen Ke, who had the best grades and temperament in the class, to sit with the troublemaker, not expecting a sudden academic improvement, but just hoping for some peace.

Since then, Wen Ke began his high school life of chasing after Han Jiangque like a shadow.

He was flexible and tenacious. At first, he had a sense of not wanting to disappoint the teacher, but gradually, in a way he couldn’t understand, responsibility suddenly turned into friendship, and then into a more ambiguous and profound emotion.

Youth is good; many things that are not understood are simply left unconsidered.

At this moment, the WeChat notification on his phone brought him back to reality. He reached over to the bedside table to grab his phone and glanced at it.

The latest message was from Xu Jiale, concise and to the point: “Still worried about you. Can’t wait until the weekend. I’ll be in B City this afternoon.”

Wen Ke replied with a touch of gratitude: “Thanks. Contact me when you arrive.”

Scrolling further back, he found several messages from Zhuo Yuan in the middle of the night.

Wen Ke casually scanned through them. Zhuo Yuan sent two messages asking, “Did you get hurt?” and “Is everything okay?” When there was no reply, he sent another message, “I hurt you because my emotions were not good just now. I’m sorry, Xiao Ke.”

Wen Ke flipped through the messages, but his face remained expressionless.

Strangely, the emotions he had during the confrontation with Zhuo Yuan last night seemed distant now. Being deceived and cheated on, it was indeed a disgusting and miserable experience, but at this moment, he couldn’t summon anger or sadness.

“When you have time these days, let’s go through the divorce procedures.”

Wen Ke replied to Zhuo Yuan with just this sentence.

He was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Six years of marriage had come to an end, leaving nothing but a mess and disappointment. Life seemed dull to him.

Right now, he just wanted to put an end to everything.

After sending the message, he raised his head and suddenly noticed that Han Jiangque was already awake, silently gazing at him.

“You’re awake,” Wen Ke said somewhat awkwardly, shifting backward. The distance between them was too close. “Uh… about last night, I’m sorry.”

He didn’t know why he was apologizing.

Han Jiangque didn’t say anything. He stood up, went to the minibar, grabbed a can of cold soda, and took a sip. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, revealing the beautiful and smooth lines of his body.

There were some old scars on his back, but they didn’t affect his aesthetic appeal.

Because of his firm muscles, his skin seemed stretched thin, like smooth satin.

“Uh… don’t drink such cold things right after getting up,” Wen Ke said awkwardly. “Brush your teeth first, then have a cup of warm water. It’s better for your stomach.”

Shut up.

He scolded himself in his mind as he spoke.

Han Jiangque turned back and asked, “Feeling better now?”

“Huh?”

“Your gland.” Han Jiangque pointed to his neck. “Does it still hurt?”

“Oh.” Wen Ke felt a bit clumsy. He touched the back of his neck; there was still a noticeable pain, but he still said, “Much better, not hurting.”

“That’s good,” Han Jiangque walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Wen Ke seriously. “Did you really bump into the cabinet by yourself?”

His question was entirely reasonable. No Omega would treat their own neck gland so carelessly, especially right after undergoing a separation surgery, which didn’t align with Omega’s natural instincts.

“Yeah.”

“Why wasn’t Zhuo Yuan with you when you were injured?” Han Jiangque asked sharply.

“Because…” Wen Ke toyed with the edge of the blanket with his fingertips. He wanted to say “Zhuo Yuan was busy,” but he knew how ridiculous it would sound to use the same excuse repeatedly. After hesitating for a long time, he cautiously chose his words, saying, “We had a little disagreement last night.”

Han Jiangque pursed his lips, looking serious and suppressing his anger. “Wen Ke, did Zhuo Yuan lay hands on you?”

“No,” Wen Ke nervously raised his head. He didn’t want Han Jiangque to know about the messy things between him and Zhuo Yuan, so he struggled to find a way to describe it cautiously. “We had a few arguments, and I was a bit excited at that time, so I accidentally hit myself on the cabinet.”

“Wen Ke, do you believe these words yourself?”

Han Jiangque was obviously angry now, and his face instantly turned serious.

A hint of strong disgust flashed in his eyes as he coldly said, “Why do you always defend Zhuo Yuan? He’s not worth it, and he’s not deserving of you. You shouldn’t waste ten years of your time on him.”

“I…”

Wen Ke felt that, compared to the gland, the current pain in his heart made his fingers tremble. He stammered, “Han Jiangque, why do you always simplify things? I’m not defending Zhuo Yuan; I just want to preserve a bit of my own dignity. Why can’t you leave me that? What does it matter if I tell you now? Zhuo Yuan cheated, we had a big fight—so what? Han Jiangque, you were already ridiculous ten years ago. You hated Omegas yourself, but when I got together with Zhuo Yuan, you unreasonably beat him to a pulp. Now, what’s the use of telling you all this? Are you going to repeat the same thing from ten years ago? I’ll say it again, we’ve all grown up. Let’s not do such childish things anymore.”

Han Jiangque suddenly stood up, his pitch-black eyes widened in anger. “Do you think I beat him because you got together with him?”

Even the ordinary pheromones emitted during an enraged Alpha’s outburst were too overwhelming for an Omega, let alone the anger of an S-class liquor-type Alpha.

Wen Ke wanted to speak, but he couldn’t control the shivering that took over him.

Watching Wen Ke’s appearance, Han Jiangque deeply breathed in and then turned away.

Wen Ke knew that Han Jiangque was trying to suppress the restlessness of his own pheromones, not wanting his pheromones to harm him.

“Wen Ke, I don’t know if Zhuo Yuan told you this.”

Han Jiangque, with his back to Wen Ke, said in a low voice, “But that’s not the reason I beat him. The first time you went into heat, I went to your house to find you. It was written in the report before, saying that your glands and reproductive organs were not well developed, and you needed to get special suppressants from the hospital during heat. I was afraid you forgot, so I went to find you.

“…It was Zhuo Yuan who opened the door. Maybe Zhuo Yuan didn’t tell you I came, but as soon as the door opened, I knew—the scent combined with the strong pheromones, even without Zhuo Yuan saying anything, I knew he had temporarily marked you. Wen Ke, at that time, I felt that Zhuo Yuan was not good. You weren’t well developed, and it would be painful, but he still wanted to mark you… I already knew you two were together at that time, and I didn’t lay a hand on him.”

Han Jiangque, with his back to Wen Ke, even though he had grown into a tall and handsome adult Alpha, his expression when he lowered his head revealed deep helplessness and frustration.

“I wouldn’t beat him just because you chose him. I’m not that kind of person.”

Han Jiangque closed his eyes, murmuring, “I beat him because he plagiarized you.”