It’s So Exhausting Having Top-tier Alpha Twins As Exes - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: He Would Become Duan Yue’s Possession.

Xiang Shuyu looked up at Duan Yue in a daze, the tears in his eyes seemingly frozen.

Duan Yue quickly realized how stern his tone had been just now; it was the kind that would frighten someone.

He was used to being decisive and forceful in business and was always strict with his subordinates, but he needed to be more patient with someone close to him.

At the very least, he couldn’t be that harsh with Xiang Shuyu.

Duan Yue’s tone softened as he leaned down to hug Xiang Shuyu, gently patting his back. “Don’t be afraid, baby. I’m doing this for your own good. I’m just worried that if you don’t know how to refuse, what will happen if people bully you in the future? When people see how easy you are to talk to, they’ll only become more and more excessive.”

The slender body in his arms was trembling minutely. Duan Yue felt a sudden twinge of pain in his heart a sensation he had never experienced before. It was very foreign; he wasn’t used to it, and he didn’t know how to adapt to it.

Xiang Shuyu covered his face and cried silently, crystal tears streaming through his fingers. Duan Yue felt as though he had committed a heinous crime.

How could he have spoken to Xiang Shuyu like that?

“How about you hit me a couple of times,” Duan Yue coaxed again. “To vent your anger.”

“No.” Xiang Shuyu wiped away his tears and sullenly uttered the first “No” of the day.

He pushed Duan Yue away and started to get up, only to be pulled into a back hug.

Duan Yue said, almost acting like a spoiled child, “Don’t be angry with me, okay? If you’re angry with me, my heart will be so sad it’ll almost die.”

Xiang Shuyu thought to himself: What right do I even have to be angry with Duan Yue?

After a moment of silence, Xiang Shuyu still turned around soothingly, nestled into Duan Yue’s embrace, and gave his childish boyfriend a hug.

The banquet continued until the early hours, finally ending around three in the morning.

Xiang Shuyu had managed to get some sleep, but his expression was still a bit dazed as he sat in the back seat, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

When Duan Yue told the driver to head back to the villa in the southern district, Xiang Shuyu suddenly woke up a bit more. “I want to go home for a bit.”

“Now?” Duan Yue was surprised.

Xiang Shuyu nodded. He pulled out his phone, his voice carrying a sense of helplessness he didn’t even notice himself. “My mother has been calling me constantly, telling me to come home. Maybe there’s something important she needs to say.”

Duan Yue reminded him: “Your mother doesn’t treat you well.”

“But she is my mother,” Xiang Shuyu countered, though he quickly lost heart. “Before, when my father was out gambling and visiting sex workers, ignoring the family, it was my mother who raised me. She used to be different from how she is now…”

Duan Yue said: “People change.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Seeing him like this, how could Duan Yue not know what Xiang Shuyu was thinking?

Sometimes he truly felt frustrated with Xiang Shuyu. How could someone live to be twenty-five and still be so spineless?

Among the wealthy young masters and pampered Omegas around him, who hadn’t been temperamental and independent since childhood? No one could force them to do something they didn’t want to do. Even the lovers his friends kept in clubs had their little tempers and sometimes required their benefactors to coax them.

Xiang Shuyu was different. He swallowed every bit of bitterness alone; when met with malice, he only knew how to please and beg for mercy, never knowing how to slap back.

To be honest, Duan Yue felt a bit angry seeing him like this it was a feeling of “hating that iron couldn’t turn into steel.”

But the matter involving Jiang Xiayue was Xiang Shuyu’s own family business, so he couldn’t really interfere. He simply had the driver head to Linjiang Bay.

This time, the car still stopped outside the neighborhood gates. Duan Yue didn’t get out; he just watched as Xiang Shuyu closed the car door. He looked at Xiang Shuyu through the open window and said: “Call me if anything happens.”

“Mm,” Xiang Shuyu nodded obediently and said to Duan Yue, “Bye-bye!”

After talking a bit, he seemed to be in a much better mood; his tone was even a bit lighter when he said goodbye.

Duan Yue felt that Xiang Shuyu currently looked like a cheerful little bird. He was dazed for a moment, and by the time he snapped out of it, Xiang Shuyu’s figure had already disappeared around the corner.

Duan Yue suddenly felt a bit of regret. Had he known, he should have kissed Xiang Shuyu before he got out of the car.

He completely forgot.

Click.

Xiang Shuyu turned on the overhead light in the entryway.

The living room was a bit messy. While propped against the shoe cabinet to change his shoes, Xiang Shuyu scanned the room.

He didn’t see Jiang Xiayue. The living room was just filled with a table full of wine bottles some had toppled over, and residual liquid had spilled all over the floor.

He breathed a faint sigh of relief, thinking that Jiang Xiayue must have gotten drunk and gone to sleep.

Tonight, he might be spared from a quarrel.

Xiang Shuyu cleaned up the floor and bagged the wine bottles, placing them in the trash bin outside the door.

Duan Yue hadn’t been very restrained these past two days. He was tired, his body was sore and aching, and after tidying up for a while, he found it difficult to straighten his back.

Xiang Shuyu sat on the sofa for a bit, staring into space.

This home was similar to Duan Yue’s place where no one lived regularly; both were cold and lacked a “human” touch.

Xiang Shuyu always remembered having a relatively warm home when he was a child, but looking back now, he couldn’t recall what was so good about that small house.

That warmth and ease seemed like distorted hallucinations born from a sense of it all being a lifetime ago.

Xiang Shuyu racked his brain trying to remember, but he could only recall fragments of memories of uncertain truth.

Accompanied by these memories, he unconsciously fell asleep on the sofa.

Xiang Shuyu dreamed he had fallen into a furnace.

The air around him was boiling hot. Everything he could see was a sea of crimson. He couldn’t see the path ahead, and he was engulfed in flames.

Xiang Shuyu stood dazed in the middle of the road. He couldn’t move, as if he were nailed to the spot.

When he opened his mouth, his throat felt like it was being slashed by a knife and scorched by fire, while his body itched as if being gnawed by insects and ants.

Finally, Xiang Shuyu struggled to raise his hand to scratch his neck, but a pair of cool hands gently pressed his down.

He opened his eyes dazed and vaguely saw Jiang Xiayue yawning as she crouched in front of him. One of her hands pressed down on the back of his hand, while the other held a cotton swab, gently applying medicine to his neck.

“If you know you’re allergic to mangoes, why did you still eat them?” Jiang Xiayue seemed extremely tired, her eyes bleary with sleep as she muttered, “Such a hassle.”

Xiang Shuyu closed his eyes wearily again and fell into a deep sleep, no longer plagued by nightmares.

When he woke up the next day, he was still lying on the sofa, but there was a blanket over him likely brought by Jiang Xiayue.

Xiang Shuyu took a few breaths; his breath felt like a boiling hot wind. His whole body was sore and painful. He struggled to prop himself up to sit, but his first instinct was to look for his phone.

The phone was on the rug.

Xiang Shuyu touched his forehead in frustration; the heat was terrifyingly high.

He picked up the phone from the floor, but it had long since become a cold brick because the battery was dead.

He had no choice but to stand up, wanting to go back to his room to charge it.

Just as he reached the bottom of the stairs, he suddenly saw Jiang Xiayue standing condescendingly at the very top, looking down at him with a dark expression.

Xiang Shuyu felt a sudden rush of nervousness. He averted his gaze for a second, but then, as if having nowhere to escape, his eyes fell back on Jiang Xiayue’s face.

Jiang Xiayue gave a soft “Tsk.” “What are you standing there for? Come up.”

“Mother.”

Xiang Shuyu felt a bit of fear. He never knew when Jiang Xiayue would go crazy; he could never predict it. Therefore, he always felt a lot of pressure when interacting with her.

But today Jiang Xiayue didn’t go crazy. She seemed to be in a relatively good mood as she said, “You almost died on the sofa last night.”

Xiang Shuyu’s eyelashes trembled. He was stung by the pain in his heart caused by Jiang Xiayue’s undisguised, blunt words.

He didn’t speak, so Jiang Xiayue continued: “I had it all worked out with your Eldest Brother for you to stay at the Xiang house. Where have you been fooling around these past two days?”

Xiang Shuyu had originally forgotten what happened at the Xiang house that day. Now that Jiang Xiayue mentioned it, he remembered Xiang Han grabbing his shoulders and questioning him word for word about his love life.

That kind of possessiveness almost made Xiang Shuyu suffocate with terror.

Remembering what Duan Yue had said to him, Xiang Shuyu looked up at Jiang Xiayue and, for the first time, tried hard to argue: “Xiang Han is an Alpha.”

“I know,” Jiang Xiayue said. “He’s an Alpha, while Xiang Ming and Rong Ya are Betas.”

“That’s different,” Xiang Shuyu said anxiously. “Xiang Han… he… toward me.”

Before he could finish, Xiang Shuyu met Jiang Xiayue’s almost indifferent gaze. All his words were instantly blocked in his throat, and he couldn’t say anything.

His body began to tremble because he realized Jiang Xiayue’s intentions. He felt terrified and felt a persistent sense of strangeness toward his mother.

Xiang Shuyu’s voice shook as he asked tentatively, “You wouldn’t be… wanting me to go be with Eldest Brother.”

“He likes you,” Jiang Xiayue said, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Rong Ya probably didn’t expect her son to fall for my son when she kicked us out.”

A hint of sarcasm and smugness appeared on Jiang Xiayue’s beautiful face. “Anyway, you don’t have the ability to hook Duan Yue. So, as a second-best option, if you marry Xiang Han, it would be a way to fulfill your mother’s dream.”

“Did you give birth to me just to fulfill your dreams?” Xiang Shuyu finally couldn’t help but say the words he had hidden for a long, long time. “If that’s the case, why did you give birth to me in the first place? If you hadn’t had children, you could have found a better husband after the divorce.”

“You think I wanted to give birth to you!” Jiang Xiayue’s voice became sharp. “If it weren’t for you, how could I have ever married that man!”

Xiang Shuyu’s lips trembled; he couldn’t say anything more.

Because of the mango allergy, he had developed a fever last night, and the fever hadn’t subsided yet. His head throbbed as if it were splitting open, and his body was exhausted.

Jiang Xiayue’s loud shouting was like a continuous, unceasing torture for him.

He could no longer distinguish which part of his body was in pain.

Xiang Shuyu stood at the foot of the stairs, face pale, listening to Jiang Xiayue’s breakdown as she yelled: “It’s all because you owe me! You ruined my whole life! With that father of yours and then you, you are all stains on my life! I finally managed to drag you up into adulthood, and now you’re fooling around with another Alpha! Don’t think I won’t notice just because you’re wearing a scent-suppressing patch you’re covered in that Alpha’s pheromones!”

The slander and abuse from his mother caused Xiang Shuyu to feel an unprecedented sense of sadness. He knew that at this moment, if he just told Jiang Xiayue that the pheromones on him came from Duan Yue, she would likely become happy very quickly and might even praise him.

But he couldn’t say it.

Duan Yue treated him as a plaything, and so did Jiang Xiayue.

This hastily formed relationship between him and Duan Yue was not something he wanted, nor was it something he could comfortably use as conversation material, and it certainly wasn’t a tool to be used to block Jiang Xiayue’s words.

If he said it, all his confidence in obtaining happiness and praise would depend solely on Duan Yue. He would become Duan Yue’s possession.

He didn’t want to be anyone’s possession.