How Could a Scumbag Alpha Possibly Love His Wife? - Chapter 113

Bai Juntang sat in the back seat of the car, watching the neon lights flicker past the windows. The flashes of light briefly illuminated the interior, casting shifting shadows across her face.

These days, she had been swamped with work at the company, staying late almost every night. Although Bai Weilan was the chairwoman, she was rarely in the country. Without Bai Juntang, the company couldn’t run properly. Several major projects were stuck in limbo, and now that they had been brought back to the table, Bai Juntang barely had time to catch her breath.

The car radio played softly in the background.

“A strong cold front will continue moving south this week. Fancheng is expected to experience a significant drop in temperature starting in December, with lows reaching zero degrees. The meteorological department has issued a cold wave warning…”

Listening to the announcer’s steady voice, Bai Juntang murmured, “It’s getting colder?”

Li Chen, who was driving, nodded. “Yes, this year winter came late. The major temperature drop is only starting now in December.”

Bai Juntang leaned back against the seat and sighed lightly. “In the blink of an eye, it’s already winter.”

Li Chen wasn’t sure what she was feeling nostalgic about, so he stayed quiet. After a while, he said, “President Bai, the gown for next month’s gala has been confirmed. It should be ready by tomorrow. Should I have it sent to your office, or would you prefer to try it on at the boutique?”

“Have them send it to my office,” Bai Juntang replied. “There’s a shareholders’ meeting tomorrow. I won’t have time to go out.”

“Understood. I’ll make the arrangements tonight.”

As the Maybach turned onto a side road, Bai Juntang touched her face and said suddenly, “We’re not going home.”

Li Chen was caught off guard. “What?”

“Take me to Cheng Wan’s apartment.”

She had been too busy lately and hadn’t seen Cheng Wan in several days. Bai Juntang felt that if she didn’t show up from time to time, someone might just steal her wife right out from under her.

Li Chen didn’t question her and quickly changed direction.

On the way, Bai Juntang called home. Aunt Pei was a bit helpless when she heard that Bai Juntang wouldn’t be coming back, but she didn’t try to stop her. She just reminded her to stay safe.

Then Bai Juntang called Cheng Wan. But no one answered. She wasn’t sure if Cheng Wan didn’t hear it or was deliberately avoiding the call.

Either way, it didn’t matter. She was going over regardless.

“President Bai,” Li Chen said as he drove, “the tenant in the apartment next to Miss Cheng has been evicted. The place is a bit messy. Do you want to have it renovated or just cleaned up for now?”

Only then did Bai Juntang remember she had already bought the place next to Cheng Wan’s. That man who abused his partner had lived there. The thought of it still disgusted her. She felt sympathy for the Omega who had been hurt, but also frustration at their silence. Still, the apartment itself was innocent.

“Renovation would take too long,” she said after a pause. “Get rid of the furniture, do a deep clean, and replace some of the décor. That should be enough.”

“Alright. Should I pick the design style, or would you like to choose it yourself?”

“You pick. I trust your taste.”

“Understood.”

Soon, the car pulled up outside the apartment building. Before getting out, Bai Juntang told Li Chen, “Come back here to pick me up at eight thirty tomorrow morning.”

As she walked past the pharmacy near the building, she couldn’t help glancing inside.

It was a fairly large chain store. Bai Juntang thought it was good that there was a pharmacy downstairs. With Cheng Wan’s health being so fragile, it might come in handy. Her biggest worry now was if Cheng Wan entered a heat cycle while she wasn’t around. That would be a serious problem.

While riding the elevator up, Bai Juntang kept thinking about how important it was to get the apartment next door ready. That way, she could move in soon.

At Cheng Wan’s door, Bai Juntang knocked. There was no response from inside. She leaned in and pressed her ear to the door, listening carefully. Still nothing. Refusing to give up, she pulled out her phone and tried calling again.

From inside, she could faintly hear the ringtone. Worried that something might have happened, she quickly entered the passcode and opened the door.

The lights were on, and the TV was playing. Cheng Wan’s phone was lying on the sofa. Bai Juntang picked it up and checked. The battery was still full.

What was going on?

Her brows furrowed. Where had Cheng Wan gone?

Just as Bai Juntang began searching the apartment in a mild panic, she heard footsteps outside. The door opened, and Cheng Wan stepped in carrying a box of grapes. She froze when she saw her unexpected guest inside.

“How did you get into my apartment?” she asked, startled. “You know my door code?”

Bai Juntang was nearly speechless. This was the third time she had used the code to get in. Did Cheng Wan only just realize?

“Where did you go?” Bai Juntang’s tone was full of frustration. “You didn’t even take your phone. You live alone. What if something happened?”

Cheng Wan looked at her, confused. “What could possibly happen to me?”

She walked in and closed the door, then looked up at Bai Juntang, clearly displeased. “Next time, don’t come over unannounced. If this keeps happening…”

If this kept happening, she would change the code.

Bai Juntang looked her up and down. Seeing that she seemed fine, her gaze dropped to the box of grapes in Cheng Wan’s arms. The grapes were round, full, and still carried a fresh scent.

Grapes of that quality were hard to come by this late in the season. Bai Juntang guessed Cheng Wan must have been craving fruit and said more gently, “If you wanted grapes, you could’ve just called me. I would’ve brought some for you.”

Cheng Wan looked at her and replied, a little helplessly, “These were from a neighbor. I didn’t buy them.”

“A neighbor?” Bai Juntang frowned. She hadn’t visited in just a few days, and now there was a neighbor showing up with gifts?

She felt a flicker of jealousy. She had never thought of Cheng Wan as someone who attracted attention easily, but now that they were no longer together, people seemed to be lining up.

Seeing Bai Juntang’s expression, Cheng Wan quickly explained, “She’s a single mother who lives across the hall. She has a kid. Her company gave out some seasonal gifts today, and she figured I lived alone, so she brought some over.”

Bai Juntang stepped closer, looking at her seriously. “Is this single mother an Alpha?”

Cheng Wan said helplessly, “She’s a beta.”

“Beta or not, it still doesn’t sit right with me,” Bai Juntang muttered, but her expression had clearly softened. She reached into the small food container in Cheng Wan’s arms, picked out a grape, and popped it into her mouth. “If you ever want fruit, just call me. I’ll bring it over.”

Cheng Wan gave her an exasperated look. “The grapes were from my neighbor. I didn’t buy them.”

“Your neighbor?” Bai Juntang frowned. She’d only been gone for a few days, and now there was a new neighbor giving Cheng Wan fruit?

She couldn’t help feeling annoyed. Cheng Wan didn’t seem to attract this much attention before, but ever since they separated, people just kept showing up—one after another.

Cheng Wan could tell exactly what Bai Juntang was thinking and explained, “She’s a single mom who lives across the hall. Her name is Song Lin. She has a little kid. Her company gave her some fruit today, and she figured I live alone and might want some.”

Bai Juntang narrowed her eyes. “And this single mom, she’s an alpha?”

“No,” Cheng Wan said, a bit tired of the interrogation. “She’s a beta.”

“That doesn’t make it okay,” Bai Juntang muttered, though her voice was calmer now. She leaned back on the sofa and chewed another grape, its sweet and refreshing flavor briefly distracting her from her irritation. “You shouldn’t talk to strangers so casually, especially when you’re living alone.”

Cheng Wan was almost too tired to argue. She’d been in bed nearly all day. Song Lin had knocked on her door earlier and invited her over to grab some grapes. Since the beef and potatoes, she brought over that time, their neighborly relationship had improved a bit. Occasionally, Song Lin would share extra food or groceries. This time, it was grapes, too many for one woman and a child to finish before they spoiled.

They really were delicious. Cheng Wan had rinsed them in the kitchen and brought them out to the coffee table.

Bai Juntang was already on the sofa, switching channels with practiced ease until she landed on the same variety show they used to watch together. She patted the seat beside her and said, “Come sit.”

“I noticed right away, your complexion doesn’t look good.” Bai Juntang reached over and touched Cheng Wan’s cheek. “Are you sure you’re not running a fever? You feel a little warm.”

Cheng Wan took her hand away, sighing. “I’m not sick. I was just in bed all day under a heavy blanket. It made me feel hot.”

“Why lie around for so long?” Bai Juntang asked, frowning slightly.

Cheng Wan paused, avoiding her eyes. “There’s nothing else to do at home. Playing on my phone in bed is more comfortable.”

But Bai Juntang didn’t believe her. Cheng Wan had never been one to laze around or spend all day on her phone. When they lived together, she was usually busy or playing with the cat. The only time she used her phone much was right before bed.

Why the sudden change?

Still, Bai Juntang didn’t push. Instead, she gently pulled Cheng Wan into her arms and released a soft flow of her pheromones.

“You’ve been lying down all day. Let me rub your back. You must be sore.”

Cheng Wan wanted to refuse. She knew she should be telling Bai Juntang to leave. This wasn’t her home anymore she had no right to come and go as she pleased.

But as soon as she caught a whiff of Bai Juntang’s familiar scent, a wave of comfort and longing washed over her.

She was just so tired. Tired of the pain, the loneliness, the exhaustion. Now, resting in Bai Juntang’s arms, she felt like she could finally breathe again.

She didn’t want to let go.

Cheng Wan buried her face against Bai Juntang’s chest. Every time she put distance between them, the moment they were close again, her walls crumbled.

She still depended on her. Still missed her.

And maybe… she still loved her.

She let out a quiet sigh and closed her eyes, nestling deeper into the warmth of Bai Juntang’s embrace.

Bai Juntang spent nearly an hour massaging her back, gently working through her tension. When she heard soft, contented sighs, like a sleepy kitten, she smiled. If her hands weren’t starting to ache, she would’ve kept going.

Eventually, Cheng Wan drifted off. Her breathing evened out, slow and peaceful.

Bai Juntang carefully picked her up, her arms steady and familiar. Cheng Wan didn’t stir at all—deep in sleep, completely worn out. Thankfully, the stairs in the apartment were wide enough to carry her without trouble.

She laid her down on the bed, nudging the covers aside with her foot. As soon as she felt the soft bedding beneath her, Cheng Wan let out a sleepy murmur and curled up, hugging the blanket.

Bai Juntang sat by the bed, watching her for a moment. She gently removed her coat and socks, tucked her in, and smoothed the blanket over her.

Then she slipped downstairs.

She sealed the leftover grapes and put them in the fridge, tidied up the living room, took out the trash, and placed the bag by the door to throw out the next day.

Just as she was about to close the door, she noticed a small bag on top of the cabinet. It had been sitting there for days now.

Why hadn’t Cheng Wan moved it?

With a sigh, she opened the bag, thinking she’d organize it for her.

Inside were several hospital test reports.

She frowned.

As she tried to make sense of them, a booklet slipped from between the papers and hit the floor with a soft thud.

Bai Juntang bent down and picked it up.

The title on the cover read:

“Important Guidelines for Mark Removal Procedures – Hospital X”

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