The Cold Ex-Wife Is Pregnant Seeking a Happily Ever After on a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 2
When she woke up again, the smell of disinfectant in the air was so strong that Sang Yu’s vision went dark for a moment. The scent seemed wired directly to her nerves, making her head throb even harder.
Fortunately, the pheromones in her body had calmed down significantly. Compared to the side effects of the inhibitors, this level of pain was manageable if she took it slow.
Sang Yu let out a long sigh, but before she could finish exhaling, a faint, ghostly voice drifted from beside her. “I’m not saying much, but how exactly did you manage to turn yourself into such a wreck? You’re a married woman, after all. This is just…”
Seeing the look on Sang Yu’s face, she shut her mouth.
But unable to let it go, Lu Lingxi couldn’t help but speak up again: “This time I happened to be awake and rushed over. Next time, I’m not looking after you. Do you have any idea you could literally ‘burn’ to death during your rut?”
Sang Yu gave a bitter smile and could only say, “But didn’t you come anyway?”
Lu Lingxi glared at her, looking quite displeased.
It was no wonder she was upset. Lu Lingxi was Sang Yu’s former manager. Back when Sang Yu braved a massive storm of public outcry to quit the industry, the internet was full of people calling her “ungrateful.” Only Lu Lingxi, though she didn’t understand the choice, had simply sighed and said nothing. She had even kept Sang Yu’s phone number instead of deleting it; otherwise, this time…
The side effects of the inhibitors had come on with a vengeance. She had been completely unprepared, but she clearly remembered that sensation of parched, near-death burning before she lost consciousness.
Sang Yu shuddered, feeling a lingering fear in her heart.
Before the silence between the two could deepen, there was a knock on the ward door. The doctor pushed it open, glanced at them, and flipped through the medical chart.
Confirming everything was correct, he spoke, “The patient is awake? Good.”
He proceeded to explain the situation. Sang Yu’s original “Alpha Rut Phobia” had developed into “Pheromone Disorder Syndrome” due to the long-term injection of massive amounts of inhibitors.
Hearing this, Sang Yu and Lu Lingxi looked at each other. Fortunately, the doctor continued, “This is primarily due to the side effects of the inhibitors.”
“Long-term suppression of rut pheromones leads to physical symptoms and psychological dread. What you are seeing now is the result of that.”
“However…” the doctor paused, bringing it up tactfully, “According to the medical records, Ms. Sang Yu is married? Logically speaking, Alphas with partners rarely need to inject inhibitors. Are you long-distance?”
To this, Sang Yu could only offer an even more bitter smile. “We aren’t long-distance. We just… simply don’t have a good relationship.”
Lu Lingxi added coldly, “Why be so vague? Isn’t it just that your sex life is dysfunctional?”
Sang Yu’s face immediately turned bright red. The doctor didn’t seem to mind, instead suggesting, “The hospital can prescribe some milder inhibitors according to regulations, but that isn’t a long-term solution. You should strive to reduce the injections.”
She understood the logic, but if Song Yunsheng refused to cooperate when her rut arrived, was she supposed to become a marital rapist if she didn’t use inhibitors?
Recalling the conflict before she fainted, Sang Yu pursed her lips and shook her head. Seeing this, the doctor didn’t say much more and could only recommend she stay in the hospital for two days of observation.
Before Sang Yu could reply, Lu Lingxi snatched the opportunity and agreed immediately, as if afraid Sang Yu would try to refuse.
Watching Lu Lingxi hurry to see the doctor out and then rush back, Sang Yu felt a touch of emotion. She spoke again, “Thank you, Sister Lu.”
“Don’t you ‘Sister’ me. I can’t afford that title.”
Lu Lingxi huffed, gave her a sideways glance, and then suddenly remembered something. Frowning, she complained, “Speaking of which, your Little President Song is truly cold-hearted. I spent ages getting you to the hospital and thought I should notify the family…”
“Guess what? I called and barely got the words ‘Sang Yu is in the hospital’ out before she just hung up on me!”
That reaction was indeed exactly what Song Yunxing would do.
Sang Yu smiled bitterly but wasn’t surprised. After two years of cold words and icy treatment, she was used to these things. Even facing Lu Lingxi’s worried gaze, she could calmly mock herself, “Don’t you know me by now? I love to stir up trouble and I’m a glutton for punishment. I deserve all of this.”
“Don’t put yourself down like that,” Lu Lingxi patted her. Just as she was about to offer some comfort, the phone beside them vibrated.
Lu Lingxi picked it up and scanned it, her eyes pausing.
Sang Yu hadn’t been paying attention, but Lu Lingxi’s pause made her realize—wasn’t that her own phone?
Lu Lingxi had obviously picked up the wrong one. She awkwardly stuffed it back to Sang Yu, but couldn’t resist her curiosity: “You actually follow Su Miao?”
At the same time, Sang Yu caught a glimpse of a notification on the screen: “National School Beauty Su Miao’s new drama begins filming; the entire cast is top-tier visuals, joined by veteran powerhouse actors!”
Sang Yu stared blankly for a moment before remembering to deny it. “I don’t. It’s just a push notification from the app…”
Unfortunately, Lu Lingxi didn’t believe that excuse for a second.
She gave Sang Yu an understanding pat on the shoulder, indicating she completely got it, but then couldn’t help but feel indignant on her behalf. “Su Miao is just riding the coonskin of your retirement.”
“If you hadn’t won Best Actress and then quit the industry to get married, she wouldn’t have a leg to stand on right now. In terms of both skill and looks, you crush her, okay?”
Even though she knew Lu Lingxi was clearly just trying to comfort her, as Sang Yu listened, her bitter smile faded, and a hidden thought became increasingly clear.
Back then, she had been blinded by love, but perhaps now she still had a chance to fix things…
Sang Yu took a deep breath. The smell of disinfectant finally felt manageable. It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her heart, and her voice became much calmer and more determined. “Sister Lu, do me one more favor—help me find a divorce lawyer.”
Hearing the first half, Lu Lingxi thought Sang Yu was about to do something stupid again and was debating whether to talk her out of it, but the second half of the sentence left her stunned.
When she finally reacted, Lu Lingxi was both shocked and delighted, though she quickly restrained herself, remembering that Song Yunsheng was her own company’s boss.
“You… you’ve finally seen the light? You’ve figured it out?”
Sang Yu nodded. Lu Lingxi pressed further: “You really want a divorce? Then how do you plan to write the agreement?”
Actually, Lu Lingxi was asking how she was going to bring it up to Song Yunsheng, but Sang Yu didn’t want to see Song Yunsheng again. She simply shrugged. “What else is there to write? ‘Omega is frigid, and the sex life is dysfunctional, leading to a breakdown of the relationship’—isn’t that reason enough?”
Lu Lingxi clicked her tongue in amazement, wearing a look that said You really dare to say that?, but overall, she was clearly very relieved.
“Good, good. It’s great that you’ve thought it through and aren’t going to hang yourself on this one tree. Leave this to me. I’ll make sure you get divorced quickly and cleanly!”
Afterward, Lu Lingxi continued talking, telling her to pull herself together and recover quickly so she could make a comeback on a certain program—it would be a perfectly natural transition, and so on and so forth…
She spoke well, and she was even taking care of everything regarding Sang Yu’s comeback so that no one else had to worry.
Originally, Sang Yu should have felt happy, but through Lu Lingxi’s repeated emphasis, a delayed ache gripped her heart. Her face turned pale.
She suddenly felt a bit disinterested.
After all, years of feelings couldn’t be severed just like that. Sang Yu wanted a divorce, but how to tell Song Yunsheng… she hadn’t figured that out yet.
Thinking about it made her restless, so she decided to scroll through her phone. Unbeknownst to her, the “Big Data” algorithm was out to get her; as soon as she opened a certain social media app, the headline pinned to the front page was: “Rage for a Beauty! Omega CEO fiercely protects Little White Flower.”
Sang Yu’s heart twitched violently. Even though she had already guessed who these keywords referred to, she clicked on it anyway, almost like an act of self-torture.
Sure enough, it was a scandal involving Song Yunsheng and Su Miao.
In the post, the paparazzi gave a vivid description of how Su Miao was being forced to drink, how Song Yunsheng rushed over, how she furiously scolded the person forcing the drinks, and finally took Su Miao away.
A glance at the comment section showed everyone gushing about “how sweet” it was. Sang Yu felt sour and powerless, her memory uncontrollably drifting back several years.
How could they not look similar? Wasn’t she the same back then?
In the entertainment industry, there were plenty of “big shots” looking to take advantage of newcomers. Years ago, in order to support her family and pay off debts, Sang Yu had plunged into the industry to struggle for survival.
Even though she was talented and an Alpha, she had no team and a beautiful face, so it was inevitable that someone would get ideas. Sang Yu no longer remembered how she had been tricked, only that in her moment of despair, Song Yunsheng had descended like a god.
She had been drugged at the time, and it was Song Yunsheng’s pheromones that temporarily soothed her and got her to the hospital for treatment.
Afterward, Song Yunsheng had waited for her to recover and signed her to her own company, making her a star.
Sang Yu was grateful to her and found it impossible to refuse this sudden kindness. Gradually, gratitude turned into love, and once she fell in love, she lost her sense of boundaries. Losing boundaries could only result in obsessive delusion.
Looking back, Sang Yu wanted to cry but didn’t know why. There were things she truly couldn’t understand.
If Song Yunsheng could be so gentle to a newcomer she had just met—even enduring an Omega’s natural instinctual repulsion toward a stranger Alpha to comfort her—why was it that after they got married, they were worse than strangers?
Sang Yu really didn’t understand. But looking at the photo on her phone, under the lights, Song Yunsheng’s gaze toward Su Miao was hazy and tender, and her protective stance was full of “girlfriend energy.”
Suddenly, Sang Yu didn’t want to dwell on it anymore.
What was the point? She had made countless excuses for Song Yunsheng, but the truth was right there. Song Yunsheng could treat her that way, and she could treat Su Miao the same way.
She wasn’t unique. Song Yunsheng perhaps… just thought she had potential and wanted to win her over, or perhaps she just needed a marriage partner to deal with her family’s pressure.
Thinking about these things was like carving out Sang Yu’s heart, but the effect was good. At least now she didn’t feel that Song Yunsheng was so difficult to face—even if Song Yunsheng had saved her, the revenue she had generated for the company was enough to repay that debt of gratitude.
Sang Yu steadied her mind and resolutely sent a message to Song Yunsheng: “Instead of sharing a bed with different dreams and hating the sight of each other, it’s better to part on good terms. Let’s get a divorce!”
After sending it, Sang Yu stared blankly for a while, instinctively wondering how Song Yunsheng would react to the message. But then she realized—what did Song Yunsheng’s thoughts have to do with her?
Song Yunsheng wasn’t “glass-hearted” like her; would she really feel sad about the departure of a stranger?
Sang Yu gave a cold laugh and lost the urge to scroll through her phone. She simply curled up under the covers to sleep.
On the other side, Song Yunsheng received the notification but didn’t pay it any mind. By the time she thought to click on Sang Yu’s message box, two days had already passed. Song Yunsheng stared at the screen, her brow furrowing instinctively.
She only thought Sang Yu was playing some new trick. Feeling annoyed, she set the phone aside and still didn’t reply.
She was working late again tonight. Beside her, her assistant kept yawning. Song Yunsheng told her in a low voice to go home and rest. The assistant was flattered and hurriedly asked, “Is President Song staying at the company to rest today too?”
Song Yunsheng went silent for a moment at the question.
Her gaze was fixed on the computer, but her thoughts drifted for a second. By the time she snapped back, the assistant had already tactfully left.
Song Yunsheng looked down, tapped the last few keys, shut down the computer, and got up to go home.
To her surprise, the house was empty. Sang Yu wasn’t there. The nanny didn’t live in at night. Song Yunsheng walked into the master bedroom; things were scattered about, and among them were several reagent bottles clearly labeled “Alpha Inhibitor.”
For no reason, Song Yunsheng found those words a bit jarring. She called the nanny to ask, only to find out that Sang Yu hadn’t been home for two days.
She became inexplicably irritable. She suppressed her thoughts and took a shower, but her mood didn’t improve, especially looking at those inhibitors on the floor.
After waiting another half hour, Song Yunsheng completely lost her patience. With a cold face, she took out her phone and called Sang Yu. When the first call went unanswered, she called a second time, until Sang Yu’s sarcastic voice finally came through.
“—President Song certainly has good energy. Are you using your ringtone as an alarm clock so late at night?”
Song Yunsheng ignored her and only gave a cold laugh. “Sang Yu, can you stop playing these tricks? What is the point of being jealous all day long?”
Sang Yu was stunned. It was only when she heard Song Yunsheng ask, “What exactly do you want to do by not coming home?” that she realized what was happening. For a moment, she found it utterly ridiculous and couldn’t help but shout back:
“Song Yunsheng! Do you even have a heart?? Where else would I be if not in the hospital? Did you want me to die at home!”
This outburst left Song Yunsheng stunned as well.
Fragmented memories began to surface—it seemed someone really had called her before saying Sang Yu was hospitalized, but Song Yunsheng had been angry at the time and had hung up without checking if it was true.
Song Yunsheng’s elegant eyebrows knitted together. For a moment, she felt a rare sense of awkwardness.
There was a brief silence on both ends of the line. Probably unable to stand it, Sang Yu soon hung up, and Song Yunshengheard the “beep-beep” of the disconnected call.
She was silent for a while, her temples throbbing. She scrolled through her records and finally saw the hospital location Lu Lingxi had sent after being hung up on.
After thinking for a moment, Song Yunsheng went to the study to grab a document and drove over.
Sang Yu had finally managed to fall asleep when she was woken up by Song Yunsheng’s call.
She cursed a few times after hanging up, but the anger in her chest still wouldn’t dissipate. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
She felt both aggrieved and frustrated, becoming even more determined to get a divorce. But at the thought of divorce, Sang Yu regretted not making it clear to Song Yunsheng just now; obviously, the woman hadn’t taken her message seriously.
Sang Yu sat up irritably, clutching her phone and wondering if she should call back. But just then, there was a knock at the door.
Sang Yu frowned, wondering why Sister Lu would come over so late.
But before she could get out of bed to open the door, the nurse had already led an unexpected person inside. Staring at the expressionless Song Yunsheng, a traitorous sense of joy flickered in Sang Yu’s heart for a fleeting moment.
—Wait, Song Yunsheng was the one in the wrong here. Wasn’t it only natural for her to come to the hospital to see her? What was she so happy about?