Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? - Chapter 31.2

If she let go now, knowing Shen Jueshu’s temper, she might never be allowed near it again. Even if she begged next time, she doubted she’d get another chance.

Shen Jueshu ground her teeth. Her eyes narrowed coldly. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll lock you in the basement next?”

She was starting to wonder if everything Sui Yu had said previously was just a setup for this.

“Yes! I’m terrified,” Sui Yu responded instantly.

“But I’m even more afraid of losing control and doing something worse!”

The first moment she saw Shen Jueshu earlier, instinct told her to devour this Omega whole—to make her completely and irrevocably hers.

Shen Jueshu fell silent, and the tension in her limbs slowly eased. She let Sui Yu hold her close, let her lick and bite her scent gland, let her whimper with pleasure like a puppy given its favorite treat.

“…Are you a pig?” Shen Jueshu muttered after holding back for a long while. “If you’re gonna suck on it, just do it. What’s with all the noises?”

Sui Yu looked up, aggrieved. “Why are you calling me names again?”

Her pitiful tone was absurd—especially coming from a supposedly dominant Alpha.

Shen Jueshu sighed deeply. Was Sui Yu seriously acting like she was the victim?

They stayed like that for who knows how long. Eventually, Sui Yu’s raging pheromones calmed, and she finally released her hold and let go of Shen Jueshu’s neck.

Shen Jueshu sat up, while Sui Yu stayed sprawled on the floor, pretending to be dead.

She nudged her leg with the tip of her shoe. “You done playing dead?”

Sui Yu scrunched up her face and said pitifully, “I hit my head when we fell… Now it hurts, and I’m dizzy. Kinda feel like puking too.”

Shen Jueshu: “…”

Now she remembers she bumped her head?

Where was the dizziness when she was practically devouring her scent gland?

While Shen Jueshu fumed internally, her expression remained cold. She spared Sui Yu one last glance before turning to unlock her bedroom door.

Seeing this, Sui Yu scrambled to her feet and slipped into the room behind her like a sneaky shadow. She pouted, “Why’d you lock the door? We’re at home!”

She sounded so aggrieved—as if she had been left to suffer out in the cold.

Shen Jueshu sneered. “Obviously… I was locking you out.”

Sui Yu: “…”

Her expression was painfully awkward.

Still, now that she’d made it in, she wasn’t going to argue. She went straight for the same sofa she’d crashed on during Shen Jueshu’s heat, curled up like a pitiful kitten, and said:

“Let me stay for just three days, okay? After that, I’ll quietly roll myself away.”

Shen Jueshu: “…”

She hadn’t wanted to agree, not at all. But the moment she saw Sui Yu’s wide, watery eyes, the words of refusal stuck in her throat.

Her expression darkened. She was furious—with herself.

Even though she didn’t say yes, she hadn’t kicked Sui Yu out either. That alone gave Sui Yu enough reason to stay.

Sui Yu promptly shut her eyes, pretending not to notice Shen Jueshu’s increasingly sour mood. If she didn’t see it, it didn’t exist—right?

She stayed glued to the sofa, too afraid to even step outside the room, worried that the second she did, Shen Jueshu would lock the door and leave her stranded. If that happened, crying wouldn’t even begin to fix it.

But then another issue hit her—she needed a shower. And to shower, she needed fresh clothes. But she didn’t dare leave the room to get them.

“Um… how about… you go help me get my pajamas?” she asked cautiously, almost whispering the request.

Shen Jueshu gave her a side glance and said nothing. But her silence said it all.

Sui Yu immediately curled back into the sofa like a guilty puppy. She had read that look loud and clear: Are you dreaming?

And honestly, yeah. She was.

“If I start to stink, you’ll be the one suffering,” she mumbled in defeat.

Shen Jueshu: “…” This person really had no shame.

Shen Jueshu didn’t respond, not even as she turned and walked into the bathroom.

But just as Sui Yu was plotting to dash out and grab her pajamas while Shen Jueshu was occupied, the bathroom door creaked open again—and out came Shen Jueshu to grab a tiny bottle before disappearing back inside.

Sui Yu froze. Her plan crumbled before it even began.

What if Shen Jueshu came out again and found her gone? What if she locked the door in response? That was entirely within the realm of possibility.

Sui Yu collapsed back on the sofa like a salted fish with no dreams, listlessly groaning to herself.

When Shen Jueshu came out of the bathroom, that was the scene that greeted her.

“You didn’t go get your clothes?” Shen Jueshu asked, raising an eyebrow.

She had thought Sui Yu would be smart enough to use the opportunity.

Sui Yu poked her head up like a cautious turtle and said pitifully, “I was worried you’d forget something, come out, find me gone, and lock me out…”

Shen Jueshu: “…” This woman really was something else.

Without a word, Shen Jueshu opened her wardrobe, grabbed a nightgown, and tossed it onto Sui Yu’s face.

Sui Yu caught it, looked it over—it was a simple black spaghetti-strap nightdress—and pulled a face. “Got any two-piece pajamas? I’m not used to dresses.”

Shen Jueshu coldly replied, “Then don’t wear it.”

Sui Yu winced at her tone, then looked sheepishly down at the garment. Her cheeks turned red. “It’s not me being picky, it’s just—if I sleep in this, I might kick the skirt up. What if you wake up and see my underwear? Isn’t that a bit indecent?”

Shen Jueshu: “…”

Her lips twitched, but then she chuckled. With a teasing glint in her eyes, she said, “Well, I won’t be the one embarrassed.”

Sui Yu looked appalled. “You—you’re not even afraid you’ll get a sty from seeing that?!”

Without missing a beat, Shen Jueshu opened another drawer, pulled out a fresh pair of underwear, and tossed it at Sui Yu. “This one’s cute.”

Sui Yu caught it—then stared at it in disbelief.

It was a golden-yellow pair of briefs. On the front was a Psyduck face, and on the back… a Psyduck butt.

“…Why do you even have these?” she asked, horrified.

This didn’t match Shen Jueshu’s image at all!

Her eyes couldn’t help drifting down toward Shen Jueshu’s waist—and lower. A dangerous thought crept in: Don’t tell me she’s wearing this kind of underwear right now…?

“Where are you looking?!” A pillow smacked her in the face, and Shen Jueshu’s furious voice rang out.

When the pillow slid off her lap, she was met with Shen Jueshu’s thunderous glare.

Sui Yu shrank back a little, pressing into the sofa as if trying to disappear. “I—I wasn’t looking anywhere!”

But the image was stuck in her head now. Try as she might, she couldn’t unsee it.

“I don’t wear that kind,” Shen Jueshu said through clenched teeth, clearly having read her mind.

“Cough… you don’t, huh?” Sui Yu muttered with what sounded suspiciously like disappointment.

Then why even buy them? Her brain buzzed with questions.

“Are you going to shower or not?” Shen Jueshu snapped, barely restraining herself.

That finally snapped Sui Yu into motion. She grabbed the nightdress and Psyduck underwear and bolted into the bathroom.

The door slammed shut behind her.

Shen Jueshu: “…”

Her cheeks flushed pink. She quickly shut the wardrobe door, turned on the bedside lamp, and picked up a book—trying to distract herself.

But no matter how long she stared at the pages, she couldn’t focus. Not a single word sank in.

Beneath the covers, her toes curled with embarrassment.

She was just starting to get her emotions under control when she heard a voice from the bathroom—Sui Yu’s voice, tinged with a sob.

“Shen Jueshu… I need your pheromones… I’m naked and haven’t even started washing yet. Can I have just a little… please?”

Her voice was thick with tears, as if any refusal would break her completely.

Shen Jueshu: “…”

Thinking back to how Sui Yu had acted during her heat, Shen Jueshu sighed and reluctantly released her pheromones, letting them seep into the bathroom to soothe the crying, Alpha.

Pathetic, she thought. What kind of Alpha cries this much? Even Omegas aren’t this delicate.

Even during Sui Yu’s susceptibility phase, despite all the excessive things she had done before, it was still within Shen Jueshu’s tolerance—at least she hadn’t crossed her bottom line.

She hadn’t tried to use her pheromones to induce Shen Jueshu into heat alongside her.

In the bathroom, soothed by Shen Jueshu’s pheromones, Sui Yu finally stopped howling. She quietly finished her shower and came out wearing the nightgown Shen Jueshu had given her. Her hair was still wet when she leaned in close and pleaded, eyes wide, “Can I have another sniff?”

Even though she was already surrounded by Shen Jueshu’s pheromones, Sui Yu still felt somewhat unsatisfied. She craved more.

Recalling how Sui Yu had earlier licked and bitten at her gland, Shen Jueshu’s face darkened. She flatly refused, “No!”

Once wasn’t enough? Now she was pushing her luck for a second time?

“Oh…” Sui Yu’s expression drooped in disappointment, and she sluggishly got up to dry her hair.

When she returned to the couch, sprawled out again, Sui Yu made up her mind—she had to stay by Shen Jueshu’s side. Her pheromones worked better than any suppressant.

Perhaps out of consideration that Sui Yu might suddenly enter another heat episode, Shen Jueshu didn’t withdraw her pheromones even in her sleep. They lingered gently around Sui Yu, soothing her emotions.

But by the next morning, a more troublesome issue than choosing a bathrobe arose. Shen Jueshu had work to handle at the company and clearly wouldn’t stay home just for Sui Yu. Sui Yu looked at her pitifully, holding on to a sliver of hope even though she knew it was futile.

Yet Shen Jueshu completely ignored her pleading gaze.

Sui Yu gritted her teeth and declared, “I want to go to the office with you!”

Shen Jueshu, who had been getting ready, paused and frowned at her. “No,” she said firmly. Sui Yu was practically a walking time bomb—how could she bring her along?

“If I don’t go with you, I don’t know what might happen while I’m home alone! Even suppressants don’t work on me anymore!” Sui Yu argued with conviction.

Shen Jueshu fell silent. She recalled Sui Yu’s almost delirious state from the night before. She had barely managed to keep a grip on her sanity then—but what about next time?

“Shen Jueshu, just let me come with you. I promise I’ll stay within three meters of you at all times!” Sui Yu raised her hand in oath. After experiencing this heat with no proper relief, she never wanted to go through that again.

Seeing her like this, Shen Jueshu ultimately couldn’t bring herself to say no. She told Sui Yu to quickly change clothes and meet her downstairs.

Sui Yu’s heart nearly soared out of her chest at Shen Jueshu’s agreement. She didn’t dare waste a second, hurried back to her room, got dressed properly, and rushed downstairs, afraid Shen Jueshu might grow impatient and leave without her.

Shen Jueshu glanced up and paused briefly when she saw Sui Yu’s outfit. She herself wore a deep red suit, while Sui Yu had chosen sky blue. When they stood together, they oddly looked like they were wearing matching couple outfits.

She frowned slightly, pushing aside the strange feeling. “Let’s go,” she said.

Sui Yu instantly trailed after her like a little shadow.

Sui Yu’s reappearance at the company caused quite a stir. After all, ever since the embarrassing incident where she’d shown up with a swollen face, she had been out of sight for a while.

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