Lin Yuji just stares at me, silent but intense.
My heart skips a beat. “What are you doing here?”
“Can’t I be here?” he shoots back, his face cold.
“Or maybe you should explain why you’re carrying an Omega’s pheromones on you?”
Out of nowhere, Fang Zhiyu pops up, raising an eyebrow with a teasing smirk, like he’s waiting for the drama to unfold.
Lin Yuji gives him a sharp side-eye, his expression darkening.
Fang Zhiyu tones down the grin, sidles up to me, and starts, “Brother-in-law…”
But his words choke off mid-sentence, his face shifting to a sudden scowl.
“The pheromones on you…”
He must’ve recognized his brother’s scent.
Sweat prickles my palms—I’ve got no clue how to explain this.
Should I spill about my condition?
“Wen Zhuo…”
Before I can decide, Fang Zhiyu mutters under his breath.
His calm voice hides a storm of anger.
Lin Yuji steps forward, shielding me.
“Keep your people in check.”
Fang Zhiyu spits out the words with a glare and storms off.
I’m totally lost, trying to figure out what’s going on.
But it’s obvious he’s heading for Wen Zhuo.
I mean, the guy was just helping with my treatment—can’t let him take his brother’s random rage.
I move to stop Fang Zhiyu, but Lin Yuji yanks me back hard.
“You can’t even handle yourself, and you’re worried about someone else?”
…
Inside the room, he shoves me down, and I fall back onto the bed.
Lin Yuji looms over me, the harsh light casting a pale glow on his face, revealing a flicker of darkness in his eyes.
A chill runs through me for no reason, and I instinctively shrink back.
But he suddenly turns fierce, grabbing my ankle and dragging me back toward him.
“You had the guts to bring up divorce?”
He leans in close, his overwhelming pheromones crashing over me, making my head spin.
“Wait…”
I raise a hand to push him away.
“Don’t… don’t come closer…”
My condition just stabilized—I can’t handle this kind of trigger.
Lin Yuji pins me back down, stuffing something in my mouth to muffle me, then growls near my ear,
“Sneaking off with an Omega behind my back, but won’t let me touch you?”
“If you couldn’t handle an Alpha, why’d you mess with me in the first place?”
“You like Omegas, huh?”
“Hm?”
“How about I work hard to turn you into my Omega—sound good?”