The Aloof Beta Transmigrated as the Pretty Wife [Transmigration] - Chapter 19

The scum of all scums, Xie Chouqiu, was just like any other dominant partner who resorted to sexual violence. He knew exactly how to keep Su Ren under his thumb. One of his favorite tactics was to sleep with him right as his heat approached, only to deliberately withhold a permanent mark.

In the first half of Chapter 6, which took place just the day before, the original Su Ren from the novel “Delicate O” had been driven to the point of near-fainting by Xie Chouqiu during a faculty research meeting. Even then, Xie Chouqiu had timed it perfectly with Su Ren’s cycle, choosing not to mark him. This set the stage for Chapter 7, where the cold, neglected wife, desperate for her husband’s favor, followed the lead of other Omega spouses to learn how to beg for a mark.

And so, Teacher Ding, who had dropped by this morning specifically to gossip with Su Ren, was essentially a puppet of the plot sent to engage him in small talk.

Earlier, while Su Ren was eating his boxed lunch, he had to listen to Teacher Ding lecture him on the “art of managing a husband.”

“As Omegas, if we want to suffer less, we have to keep ourselves ready at all times for when our husbands want us. Otherwise, we might face the punishment of going through a heat without being marked.”

Su Ren, who was nearly late for class, gave a dismissive reply. “Oh. Will I die?”

“Of course not,” Teacher Ding chirped, “but Omegas who can’t get their partners to mark them are usually labeled as the most incompetent of the lot. If you lose your mind because you didn’t get marked and end up doing something humiliating, you’re the only one who gets hurt. You have to realize that for an Omega who has already been fully marked, inhibitors become much less effective.”

Su Ren nodded expressionlessly. “As long as it’s not fatal.”

But in the end, he had underestimated just how difficult a heat could be.

Now, standing behind the lecture podium with his lips pressed thin and his grip tight on his pointer, Su Ren realized the inhibitor he took that morning had seemingly worn off in just two hours.

Because Su Ren hadn’t followed the novel’s script, which dictated he should invite Xie Chouqiu to audit his class so the man could watch him suffer through a fever—an additional, lingering sense of dread began to creep into his heart.

Will I be hated?

Will he get bored of me?

Will I be abandoned?

These primal, physiological reactions made it difficult for him even to hold his laboratory equipment.

To hell with this.

Su Ren’s gaze grew even colder as he looked out at the room full of students, all of whom were following the experimental steps he had just explained. He closed his eyes, and a bold, radical idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

What if…

What if he just cut the gland open or destroyed it?

Would that solve the problem once and for all?

At the very least, a temporary injury should deal with the immediate crisis.

Su Ren picked up a sharp small knife capable of cutting through metal. After carefully sterilizing the blade over an alcohol lamp, he slipped it into his sleeve with a practiced calm. Turning to his class monitor, he said tonelessly:

“Zhang Chen, keep an eye on things for a moment. I’m going to the restroom, I’ll be right back.”

Zhang Chen nodded eagerly, though he found it a bit odd that “Boss Su” felt the need to take sterile bandages with him just to go to the bathroom.

Su Ren’s face was incredibly flushed, and why was he walking with his legs pressed so close together?

Zhang Chen didn’t give it much more thought and continued his experiment until, shortly after Teacher Su left, the laboratory door was pushed open by Teacher Xie.

“Where is your boss?” Xie Chouqiu asked, his face darkened with a very serious expression.

“He… he went to the restroom,” Zhang Chen replied.

In the next heartbeat, Xie Chouqiu was already bolting toward the bathrooms.

Meanwhile, in a private stall in the equipment warehouse, Su Ren had already stripped off his turtleneck sweater, revealing his pale, slender neck.

He leaned against the wall, staring into the mirror as he gasped for air, his body trembling with weakness.

He reached for the metal-cutting knife.

Pronunciation Note: The name Su Ren is pronounced roughly as Soo Run (the ‘Ren’ rhymes with ‘fun’). The name Xie Chouqiu is pronounced roughly as Shyeh Cho-chyoo.