How Could a Scumbag Alpha Possibly Love His Wife? - Chapter 58

Bai Juntang sat by the bed, dressed in a black silk nightgown, gently wiping the sweat from Cheng Wan’s forehead.

Her long black hair slid off her shoulder in a graceful arc, framing her figure against the dim light.

Aunt Pei walked in, carrying a small bag of ice she had just taken from the freezer. She tied it tightly in a plastic bag, then wrapped it in a towel and handed it to Bai Juntang.

She glanced at Cheng Wan, who was still unconscious, and asked cautiously, “It’s already the second day. Why hasn’t she woken up yet?”

Bai Juntang couldn’t give her an answer. The day before, when Cheng Wan’s heat came on suddenly, Bai Juntang had taken her home. After marking her, Cheng Wan immediately fell into a deep sleep. At first, Bai Juntang thought she was just exhausted, but even by midnight she still hadn’t woken up. Her body remained burning hot, and that’s when Bai Juntang realized something was wrong.

The doctor had been called in urgently to examine her. After checking her condition, he confirmed it was indeed her heat cycle, and sighed in frustration.

“It’s a fever caused by her heat. Normally, a couple of injections would help,” the doctor said before leaving. “But since she’s six months pregnant, we can’t risk using medication. For now, keep cooling her down physically. If she doesn’t wake up…”

He didn’t finish his sentence, but Bai Juntang understood. If Cheng Wan’s fever didn’t break and her consciousness didn’t return, more aggressive treatments might be necessary.

Omegas were already physically weaker by nature. Bai Juntang looked at Cheng Wan’s flushed face and didn’t know if she could make it through this episode.

Aunt Pei sat on a small stool nearby, using cool water to wipe Cheng Wan’s arms. As she touched her burning skin, she sighed and said, “I’ve never heard of a heat this serious. It’s been a whole day. What if the fever’s damaged her brain?”

Bai Juntang lowered her eyes and gently touched Cheng Wan’s face. “The doctor said it’s just chance. Cheng Wan’s health has always been fragile. This time, her heat cycle might’ve been too intense.”

Aunt Pei didn’t know what else to say. She continued cooling Cheng Wan down and took her temperature again.

Bai Juntang thought to herself that if Cheng Wan didn’t wake up by 8 p.m., no matter what, she would take her to the hospital. She couldn’t risk further damage to her body or the baby.

Frowning deeply, she turned to Aunt Pei and said, “If she’s not awake by 8 tonight, we’re going to the hospital.”

Aunt Pei nodded. “I’ll get everything ready just in case.”

After Aunt Pei left the room, Bai Juntang let out a quiet sigh. She leaned down and kissed Cheng Wan’s eyelid, whispering, “Please wake up safely. If we need to give up the baby, then so be it…”

As if responding to her voice, Cheng Wan stirred. Her eyelids fluttered, and slowly, she opened her eyes. Bai Juntang held her breath, not daring to move or even exhale, afraid she might slip back into unconsciousness.

Cheng Wan was awake, but not fully alert. She stared at Bai Juntang for over a minute before finally whispering, “Bai…”

Her voice was hoarse and broken, like a rusty bell, making Bai Juntang’s brows furrow instinctively.

“Don’t talk yet,” Bai Juntang said softly, cupping her cheek. “You’re sick. Just rest. I’ll call the doctor.”

Cheng Wan closed her eyes again. Bai Juntang tucked her in and stepped out to make the call, asking Aunt Pei to prepare some warm water.

“She’s awake?” Aunt Pei asked, relieved. “Thank goodness. She must be starving. I’ll make her something to eat.”

While Aunt Pei headed to the kitchen, Bai Juntang called the doctor and asked him to come right away.

Half an hour later, the doctor arrived at the villa with a nurse. After checking Cheng Wan’s temperature and overall condition, he finally relaxed.

“It’s a good sign that she’s awake. She needs plenty of rest—bed rest for at least a week.”

Lying in bed, Cheng Wan blinked in surprise at the word “week,” but seeing Bai Juntang’s serious expression, she didn’t argue. Instead, she curled up quietly under the blanket.

After the doctor left, Bai Juntang returned to sit by her side.

“Did you hear what the doctor said?” she asked gently.

Cheng Wan nodded, then tugged at the blanket and asked quietly, “Did I cause you a lot of trouble?”

“As long as you’re alright, it’s not trouble at all,” Bai Juntang said, her voice calm. She reached out and touched Cheng Wan’s forehead.

Lying there, Cheng Wan looked at her with bright eyes. Their gazes met and lingered.

Now that she was awake, Bai Juntang could tell her fever had come down. That gave her some relief, though her expression remained serious.

“For now, don’t go back to work,” Bai Juntang said. “I’ll do my best to stay home with you.”

Cheng Wan didn’t answer right away. She stared at Bai Juntang for a long moment before asking quietly, “Did you… mark me?”

Bai Juntang blinked, then nodded with a rare blush. “Yes. What, are you going to blame me for it?”

Cheng Wan quickly shook her head.

She didn’t remember everything that happened during her heat, but parts of it came back in a haze. She remembered Bai Juntang bringing her home, and she knew she’d been marked.

The details were blurry, like fog, but the feeling lingered.

Her body was still sore, her neck burned slightly, but the constant high fever from before had eased. Now, lying in bed, she felt weak and drained, but also strangely relieved.

Bai Juntang saw the look in her eyes and cleared her throat awkwardly.

“We’re legally bonded,” she said, a little stiffly. “And I had no choice. You know that.”

Cheng Wan was slightly surprised. She didn’t expect Bai Juntang to explain herself like this. The Bai Juntang she remembered was never someone who’d bother explaining anything so carefully.

Looking at her, Cheng Wan suddenly remembered the phone call she had received right before her heat started.

“I got a call from my mother,” Cheng Wan said as she lay in bed, looking at Bai Juntang. “She said the Cheng family… went bankrupt. It had to do with the hotel project. Is it true?”

Bai Juntang paused, then nodded with a serious expression. “Yes. I was the one behind it.”

The Cheng family was now completely bankrupt. They didn’t just lose everything—they were also burdened with billions in debt. Bai Juntang wasn’t trying to look down on them. She was simply being realistic. They had no chance of making a comeback. Even if they died, they still couldn’t repay all that debt.

Calm and composed, she said to Cheng Wan, “They tried every possible way to set me up. What happened to them was their own doing.”

Cheng Wan stared at her, thinking of Xu He’s desperate voice on the phone. She wasn’t sure how to feel.

She had known from the beginning that Bai Juntang wasn’t someone to mess with. She was sharp, tough, and didn’t forgive easily. Cheng Jiajian had framed her more than once and taken several major projects from the Bai family. If Bai Juntang had only bankrupted them, that was already showing restraint.

But Cheng Wan was still part of that family. She thought back to the first time she and Bai Juntang met, and how cold and distant she had been. That dislike, that indifference—it hadn’t been fake.

Cheng Wan curled up under the blanket, hugging her belly. A part of her wondered if Bai Juntang had kept her around only because of the baby.

The room stayed quiet. Bai Juntang looked over and saw Cheng Wan clutching her belly under the thin blanket. She reached out and placed her hand gently over Cheng Wan’s, her voice calm.

“I’m not so blind that I can’t tell who’s on my side,” she said, looking into her eyes. “You are you. They are them.”

Cheng Wan looked up at her but said nothing.

That soft, uncertain look made Bai Juntang’s heart ache a little. She leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

“If Cheng Jiajian or anyone else calls you again, don’t answer,” she said, brushing her fingers lightly over Cheng Wan’s lips. “You don’t owe them anything anymore.”

Cheng Wan didn’t fully understand, but she still nodded.

She was still tired. Not long after, she fell asleep again with Bai Juntang sitting beside her. Watching her peaceful sleeping face, Bai Juntang quietly pulled out her phone and sent a message to Li Chen:

[Look into the current situation of Cheng Jiajian and his family. Also, check the legal process for terminating an adoption.]

After waking up, Cheng Wan still didn’t feel well. It took two more days in bed before she finally started to feel better.

The illness had come fast and hard, but recovery was slow. Her fever had dropped from high to low but dragged on for several more days. During that time, she followed the doctor’s advice and stayed in bed.

At first, she was too weak to move. But after a couple of days, though she was better, lying down for so long had left her sore and restless.

That day, Bai Juntang was helping her change the medicine on the back of her neck. The bite mark still hadn’t healed. It was hard to tell if the bite had been too deep or if Cheng Wan’s body was just slow to recover. The area around her gland remained swollen, and the doctor didn’t want to prescribe anything too strong.

As she cleaned the wound, Bai Juntang found herself distracted by the memory of that night—Cheng Wan trembling and crying in her arms. The image left her mouth dry and her heart unsteady.

Cheng Wan sat on the bed, playing with the ends of her hair. She couldn’t see Bai Juntang’s expression and kept her eyes down, staring at her own belly.

At six months, her bump was clearly visible. But after being sick for several days, it looked a little smaller. Worried, she asked, “My belly looks smaller. Is that okay?”

Bai Juntang finally looked away from the bite mark and glanced at her stomach. “Smaller? I think it looks the same.”

Cheng Wan shook her head and turned to face her. “No, it’s definitely smaller. I can tell.”

Bai Juntang wasn’t sure if it was something to worry about. After finishing the bandage, she gently helped Cheng Wan lie back down and said, “You’ve been eating less these past few days. Maybe you lost a little weight. That could be why.”

Cheng Wan leaned back on the pillows. Her heat had passed, and the cool air from the air conditioner now felt comfortable.

“I want to go outside,” she said. “Even just around the yard.”

But Bai Juntang shook her head. “The doctor said you need to rest in bed for a full week. You’ve been getting up to go to the bathroom—that counts as walking.”

Cheng Wan frowned. “That doesn’t count.”

“Of course it does,” Bai Juntang said, trying to coax her. “You’ve already made it two days. Just five more. Once the doctor gives the okay, I’ll take you out myself.”

Seeing that Cheng Wan still looked unhappy, she added, “How about I let Guazi sleep on the bed with you? And I’ll bring your laptop so you can watch some shows.”

Just as Cheng Wan was about to reply, there was a sudden loud noise from the villa next door, followed by the sound of construction equipment.

Cheng Wan blinked. “What was that? That was loud.”

Bai Juntang’s expression darkened. She looked out the window, clearly annoyed.

“I’m going over there,” she said. “They’ve been renovating nonstop. Enough is enough.”

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