Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? - Chapter 46.1

A wave of Alpha pheromones surged toward Shen Jueshu, aggressive and overwhelming, trying to provoke her instinctive submission—to stir a reaction from her own scent, to drag her into the depths of desire.

But what would have easily affected any other Omega didn’t move Shen Jueshu in the slightest.

Her gaze remained calm as she looked at Ding Qisi. The icy scent of her own pheromones formed an invisible barrier around her, blocking Ding Qisi’s pheromones entirely. Her eyes were clear, untouched by the lust clouding Ding Qisi’s.

Seeing no reaction, Ding Qisi suddenly lunged at her. But midway through the leap, her expression twisted with pain, and a loud cry escaped her lips as she crashed to the floor.

Shen Jueshu, expressionless, retracted her leg—she had kicked her. Without a word, she picked up a rope, bound Ding Qisi’s wrists, and watched her writhe under the effects of her heat with not even a trace of sympathy.

If she could resist the pheromones of a top-tier Alpha like the original host, then Ding Qisi—who wasn’t even close to that level—was laughable in comparison. The fact that she thought she could sway her was nothing but childish.

“President Shen… it hurts… please…” Ding Qisi whimpered helplessly, cheeks flushed, looking up at her with a pitiful expression, trying to win her sympathy.

Shen Jueshu calmly searched the apartment. Soon, she found the Alpha suppressant and held it in her hand, turning it over slowly. With a cold smirk, she asked, “Want this?”

Ding Qisi’s eyes followed the motion of her hand. The heat was tormenting her to the edge of madness. She craved Omega pheromones, but if she couldn’t get them, the suppressant would do.

“Please… President Shen, I’m begging you…” she sobbed, curling up on the ground like a discarded rag.

Shen Jueshu’s smile deepened, cold and merciless. The way she begged—it was almost hard to tell what exactly she was begging for.

“Where is Sui Yu?” Shen Jueshu asked.

Ding Qisi cried harder, her red eyes brimming with tears. “I don’t know! I don’t know! Please… give it to me…”

Shen Jueshu’s grip on the suppressant tightened, her voice low and threatening. “I’ll ask one last time—where is she?”

Ding Qisi shook her head desperately, tears slipping down her cheeks and soaking the hair near her temples. She looked utterly miserable.

Shen Jueshu was boiling inside. She had searched the entire apartment and found nothing. Where could she be hiding someone?

She looked again at the Alpha suffering on the floor. The image of Sui Yu during her first heat suddenly came to mind. Had she looked like this too? Had she suffered like this without relief, because Shen Jueshu hadn’t given her a suppressant?

The thought of Sui Yu was like being thrown into boiling oil. Shen Jueshu felt her body tremble with the intensity of it.

It had already been an entire night since Sui Yu disappeared.

And a night… is more than enough time for terrible things to happen.

“If you refuse to talk, then suffer until you decide otherwise.” Shen Jueshu walked over and switched on the air purifier. The thick Alpha pheromones in the room finally began to thin. Even if she could resist their influence for now, she couldn’t let herself stay in that atmosphere too long.

Ding Qisi’s eyes were swollen from crying. She hadn’t expected Shen Jueshu to be this cold-hearted. She’d heard stories of how willing she was to help those in heat—so why was she now watching her suffer with such indifference?

From her place on the ground, she stared at Shen Jueshu sitting not far away. Her expression slowly twisted into one of bitter resentment. Why? Why? Wasn’t Shen Jueshu supposed to be driven mad by her pheromones?

To have her own Omega remain unmoved by her scent—how humiliating, how infuriating!

“Give me the suppressant,” Ding Qisi hissed, every word deliberate.

Shen Jueshu’s gaze narrowed. She noticed the shift in tone. Gone was the pitiful act—what was left was sharp, hostile, and furious, like a wolf baring its teeth.

Now she was finally showing a side that resembled the little wild dog Shen Jueshu suspected she truly was.

“Where is Sui Yu?” Shen Jueshu asked again, voice even.

Ding Qisi suddenly burst out laughing, eyes red and wild. “I’ll never tell you!” Her laughter turned manic. “I’ve hidden her somewhere no one will ever find. If I can’t be happy, then she won’t be either! If I die, she’s not going to live much longer either!”

“If you really care about her, let her die with me! Hahaha!”

Shen Jueshu’s face turned to stone. Her body trembled faintly as rage simmered beneath her skin. For the first time in her life, she felt completely trapped—helpless.

She couldn’t risk it. She couldn’t risk anything happening to Sui Yu—not even a scratch.

And yet, the person responsible for everything was right in front of her, and she couldn’t touch her.

“Give me the suppressant,” Ding Qisi said again, more forcefully this time.

Shen Jueshu’s expression darkened. After a long pause, she finally gave in. Her face icy, she injected the suppressant into Ding Qisi’s arm. The feeling of giving in to someone like this—being forced to—was something she loathed.

She had lost control. It felt like being burned alive.

As the suppressant took effect, Ding Qisi’s body began to relax. The haze of her heat lifted bit by bit, though she still lay limply on the ground, not wanting to move. She looked up at Shen Jueshu and laughed.

“So, you really do love her.” Just a few words from her and Shen Jueshu had given up. She didn’t even dare to take a gamble—she gave in completely.

Shen Jueshu ignored her words. Her face was set in stone, but her mind was racing, trying to find a way out of the current stalemate.

As long as Sui Yu remained missing, she couldn’t do anything to Ding Qisi. But if she couldn’t act, then where was the breakthrough?

“You shouldn’t love her this much, President Shen,” Ding Qisi said, struggling to sit up despite her hands and feet still being tied. She glanced at the bindings—clearly done with expert precision—and chuckled. “As expected from my female lead. Even your kidnapping technique is top-notch.”

Seeing Ding Qisi drop all pretenses, Shen Jueshu’s eyes iced over. The words “my female lead” sent a wave of nausea through her. Disgust rose in her throat. She genuinely wondered how the author could have written someone like Ding Qisi to be her so-called official pairing.

“You’re disgusted,” Ding Qisi muttered, her expression changing slightly. She was a master of microexpressions—of course she picked up on Shen Jueshu’s reaction. But the realization only made her angrier. How could she feel disgusted? How dare she.

Shen Jueshu gave a cold smile. “And why shouldn’t I be disgusted by you?”

She had simply followed her heart and fallen for someone. But just because that person didn’t match the plot’s “designated partner,” she was being dragged through all of this?

Why?
Why was she expected to follow a scripted destiny?
Why wasn’t she allowed her own choices?

Ding Qisi’s eyes burned with fury. As an Alpha, hearing such defiant words from her Omega should have triggered her instinct to dominate through pheromones, to force the other into submission. But the earlier incident had made one thing painfully clear—her pheromones meant nothing to Shen Jueshu.

Looking down at the ropes binding her, Ding Qisi laughed under her breath, as if mocking the entire situation. “So what now? Are you going to keep me tied up forever? Let me be honest—if I’m not around to feed Sui Yu, she’ll starve to death.”

Her grin widened, laced with provocation as she looked up at Shen Jueshu. “Can you live with that?”

Shen Jueshu felt like the air had been knocked out of her lungs. She couldn’t do anything to Ding Qisi—and now, she might even have to let her go.

“What do you want?” Shen Jueshu hissed, gritting her teeth.

“You really don’t know?” Ding Qisi laughed, eyes full of obsessive light. “I want you. You were always meant to be mine. But that bitch Sui Yu stole you while I was away. I’m only taking back what belongs to me.”

Everything she did—she believed it was justified. So many readers had shipped them together. Some had even petitioned the author to write a sequel about their future love story. They were perfect together.

Shen Jueshu closed her eyes, forcing herself to stay calm. Arguing with someone this deeply rooted in her own delusions was pointless. No matter what she said, Ding Qisi wouldn’t change her mind.

She stepped forward and began untying the ropes. Right now, her priority was to find Sui Yu. And Ding Qisi was the only lead.

She had to let her go—but from now on, she would watch her every move.

Before she left, Shen Jueshu looked into Ding Qisi’s feverish eyes and said in a low voice, “You’d better make sure she’s unharmed. Because I don’t know what I’ll do if she’s not.”

She, too, could lose control.

Ding Qisi shivered. That cold, distant look in Shen Jueshu’s eyes made her feel like a piece of dead meat—ready to be thrown into a trash bin and left for scavengers.

It took her a long time to recover after Shen Jueshu left. When she finally reached for her forehead, it was slick with cold sweat.

Dragging herself up, she walked into her bedroom. She pushed aside the wardrobe, revealing a hidden door behind it. Stepping inside, she found Sui Yu still asleep, sitting upright in a chair.

But just the act of opening the door made her legs weak. The scent hit her like a wall—top-tier Alpha pheromones saturated the room.

As a lower-tier Alpha, her instincts screamed at her to kneel, to submit.

Jealousy surged in her chest.
Why?
Why had she ended up with the lower classification?
Why did Sui Yu, someone not even written to be Shen Jueshu’s match, receive everything she never could?

She walked closer, staring at the side of Sui Yu’s neck—at the gland still softly emitting her signature scent. Shen Jueshu’s scent was still faintly mixed in with it.

Suddenly, Ding Qisi felt a twisted sense of relief. The hidden room had been treated with special sealing. No matter how strong the pheromones, once the door was shut, they wouldn’t leak. Otherwise, with how potent Sui Yu’s scent was, Shen Jueshu—who had a mutual mark with her—would’ve noticed immediately.

Her eyes stayed fixed on the gland. Her jaw clenched so hard her cheeks ached.

She wanted to ruin it.
She wanted to destroy that gland.
Would Shen Jueshu still love her if she were broken?

“Mm…” Sui Yu suddenly let out a low sound and slowly lifted her head, locking eyes with Ding Qisi.

Her brows furrowed slightly, but she said nothing.

Ding Qisi sat cross-legged on the floor, unusually quiet. Then, in a tone far calmer than expected, she asked, “How did you make Shen Jueshu stop hating you—and fall in love with you?”

If she just knew the method… maybe she could make it happen too.

Sui Yu blinked in surprise, staring deeply at her. “You want to use my approach to make Shen Jueshu fall for you?” she asked, incredulous.

Even she thought the idea was absurd. Was Ding Qisi seriously asking her for advice on how to pursue Shen Jueshu? Was that something you could even copy?

She thought Ding Qisi was completely unhinged.
In the original story, she hadn’t seemed this clueless. Did the plot secretly fix her underdeveloped brain back then?

Yet despite the absurdity, Ding Qisi nodded earnestly.

Sui Yu: “…”

Her brows slowly creased.
Not only was the idea ridiculous, but when she thought about it carefully… she realized something else—

She had never actually pursued Shen Jueshu.

She didn’t know how Shen Jueshu had fallen in love with her. One day, she was just… there—in her heart. And then everything unfolded naturally, through conflict, connection, and mutual understanding.

“I honestly don’t know what I did to make her stop disliking me and start loving me,” Sui Yu said truthfully. “In the beginning, I was even trying to avoid her.”

Ding Qisi’s expression darkened. She didn’t believe her—not one word. She assumed Sui Yu was just refusing to share the secret.

“You abducting me makes no sense at all,” Sui Yu said, shaking her head as she studied the young, tense face before her. “How exactly is keeping me locked up supposed to help you win Shen Jueshu’s heart? If anything, it’ll only make her despise you more.”

She genuinely didn’t understand what Ding Qisi was thinking. If she wanted to kill her out of jealousy, that would make some sense. But just kidnapping her and locking her up—what was that even meant to accomplish?

Ding Qisi’s expression shifted, her eyes narrowing. Then she suddenly smiled. “Do you know what other people want from you?”

“Huh?” Sui Yu looked confused.

Who was “other people”?

Ding Qisi’s smile widened. “Some people think your ending was too good—so they want to make things a bit harder for you.”

“Being locked in a basement day after day isn’t enough to break a person, not really.”

“What truly drives a top-tier Alpha insane,” she said softly, “is being dragged down from a position of glory and trampled into the filth for everyone to mock.”

The contrast between heaven and hell—who wouldn’t go mad?

Sui Yu: “…Are you kidding me?”

She was cursing in her heart. Who the hell came up with this twisted logic? Being locked in a windowless basement for who knows how long wasn’t enough? If it’s not enough, why don’t they try it and see if they stay sane?

“I think you should go check that person’s mental state,” Sui Yu said sincerely. “No offense, but not even Shen Jueshu is this deranged.”

Shen Jueshu had only copied the original host’s methods, keeping her locked away long-term. But this guy? He wanted to completely destroy her personality. That level of hatred—what kind of deep-rooted grudge must he have against this character?

Sui Yu thought about that Alpha male Ding Qisi had been hanging around. Was he some obsessive Shen Jueshu fan? But that didn’t add up. If he were, he wouldn’t be helping Ding Qisi—hardcore fans like that were usually extremely possessive.

Man, this world was full of psychos. She was starting to think maybe she just wasn’t crazy enough to compete.

Compared to that, her “slightly unhinged” Shen Jueshu suddenly seemed kind of adorable.

Ding Qisi shrugged off Sui Yu’s suggestion with a grin. “Why would I care about someone else’s mental health? What he wants to do just happens to be perfect for me. Tell me—if you were that broken, would Shen Jueshu still want you?”

Sui Yu: “…You’re all insane.”

Ding Qisi traced a finger along Sui Yu’s cheek, voice low and sweet. “Don’t worry. You’ll meet him soon enough—once he has time.”

With that, she turned and walked out.

As the door slammed shut again, Sui Yu’s expression turned grim. She had no idea how long she’d been held here, or how long she’d slept before. But one thing was clear—she couldn’t wait around any longer.

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