The Sickly Beauty Beta Got Pregnant After A Political Marriage - Chapter 15

In an instant, Fang Yizhou’s jaw dropped in sheer shock. As if his soul had left his body, he stammered, repeating, “Hu… Hus… husband?!”

If he hadn’t misheard, the word “husband” was used to describe the other partner of a married person, right?

Shen Jiayu… he… he was already married?!

And his spouse was the Alpha standing right beside him at this moment?!

Had he not woken up yet? Was he hearing things? How could this be possible!

Fang Yizhou stood frozen, staring at Shen Jiayu, trying to find even a trace of a joke in his expression. But Shen Jiayu’s expression was incredibly serious, so serious that he had slightly furrowed his brows, and his tone just now had been very firm.

As the seconds ticked by, Fang Yizhou was still too stunned to speak, until Wen Xiuheng gently placed a hand on Shen Jiayu’s cheek.

The Alpha’s hand was large enough to easily cover Shen Jiayu’s entire face, yet he merely caressed the side of the boy’s face with restraint and tenderness, as if handling a precious, fragile piece of art.

When Wen Xiuheng heard Shen Jiayu say, “This is my husband,” he could hardly suppress the primal Alpha instincts in his genes. He wanted to roughly kiss the youth before him and aggressively claim his sovereignty in front of the other Alpha. He was overjoyed that his “little friend” would introduce him this way.

However, reason triumphed over desire. He couldn’t do that here; he couldn’t scare his little friend.

Even though he had seen through the other Alpha’s intentions at first glance.

Wen Xiuheng lowered his silver-gray eyes, and Shen Jiayu looked up at him.

Wen Xiuheng’s voice carried infinite indulgence and tenderness as he said softly, “I’ll come pick you up after class. Wait for me here, alright, Jiayu?”

This was what the two of them had agreed upon before coming. Shen Jiayu nodded obediently and flashed a smile.

Beside them, Fang Yizhou was practically petrified. Despite witnessing their interaction with his own eyes, he couldn’t help but pinch his palm to confirm if what he was seeing was real.

Finally, he realized how absurd his previous thoughts had been. Not only was Shen Jiayu truly married, but the two of them seemed to have a very good relationship.

Fang Yizhou hurriedly blurted out, “I have something to do, see you next time,” and scrambled to leave.

As he walked away, Fang Yizhou couldn’t help but look back. He saw…

The Alpha’s hand, which had been caressing Shen Jiayu’s cheek, had unknowingly moved to the boy’s snowy-white nape…

In an instant, the pheromones belonging to an S-class Alpha exploded outward, covering everything like an overwhelming tide.

The instinct carved into his genes made Fang Yizhou’s legs go weak instantly, and his teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.

Fang Yizhou grit his teeth. That Alpha was truly terrifying, taking advantage of the fact that Shen Jiayu was a Beta who couldn’t perceive pheromones, he was performing a temporary marking right there.

This madman, disguised as a rational and restrained gentleman…

In a brief gap, Wen Xiuheng suddenly glanced toward him. The previously gentle gaze turned bone-chilling in an instant, his silver-gray eyes, cold as ice and snow, filled with intense possessiveness and pressure.

Fang Yizhou’s hair stood on end. He turned his head and fled without looking back.

Behind them, Shen Jiayu wore a slightly dazed expression, wondering why Fang Yizhou had suddenly acted so flustered.

He only knew that when Fang Yizhou was questioning him earlier, he felt there was a hidden meaning behind those words. Although he wasn’t sure what it was, it made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable and unhappy. Those words seemed to imply that Mr. Wen was untrustworthy or dangerous but Mr. Wen was clearly a very good person. So, he had instinctively said, “This is my husband.”

Shen Jiayu looked up at Wen Xiuheng. The coldness in the Alpha’s eyes had vanished completely, replaced once again by tenderness and doting.

Behind Shen Jiayu’s back, where he couldn’t see, the Alpha’s fingers extremely gently stroked his nape. Pheromones declaring sovereignty and possession had already completely enveloped him.

At night, Shen Jiayu woke up in the middle of the night because he was thirsty. The water in the bedroom was gone, so he wanted to go outside to pour a glass.

The distance wasn’t far, and everyone else should have been asleep; he didn’t want to trouble them.

Putting on his shoes and picking up his crutch, Shen Jiayu walked out quietly.

Just as he finished filling a glass of water, a bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the window, momentarily illuminating everything in the room.

Immediately after, with a “crack,” an extremely loud clap of thunder erupted, the sound deafening.

Shen Jiayu was startled, his small face instantly turned pale, his whole body trembled, and the water glass in his hand accidentally slipped, hitting the floor with a dull thud.

“Rumble!” The thunder outside roared, followed by another flash of lightning.

Frightened, Shen Jiayu instinctively closed his eyes and clutched his chest.

The next second, the expected heart pounding crash of thunder rang out again, but this time, the sound was much quieter.

Shen Jiayu’s ears were covered by a pair of large hands, and he was pulled into a firm, warm embrace. A familiar, crisp scent tightly enveloped him.

Shen Jiayu slowly opened his eyes. Wen Xiuheng had appeared out of nowhere and was now holding him tightly in his arms.

“Sir…” Shen Jiayu murmured in a daze, “Are you not asleep yet?”

“Mm, I heard a noise and came out to check,” the man replied in a low voice. The vibration of his chest as he spoke was clearly transmitted to Shen Jiayu, who was leaning against him.

What Wen Xiuheng didn’t tell Shen Jiayu was that because his rut was approaching, his pre-rut disorder symptoms had flared up again tonight. He had taken medicine a short while ago to alleviate it. Before he could fall asleep, he vaguely heard a sound outside the door and guessed it might be his little friend, so he came to check.

“Rumble!” The thunder outside continued to roar.

Shen Jiayu timidly buried himself in Wen Xiuheng’s arms, letting the man cover his ears while holding him against his chest.

Aside from the thunder, which had become much quieter, he seemed to hear the other man’s heartbeat becoming clearer and clearer within his chest.

“Thump-thump! Thump-thump!”

His long eyelashes trembled slightly. In the darkness, Shen Jiayu slowly blinked his eyes.