The Little Young Master discovered that he was pregnant, and the baby turned out to belong to none other than his archenemy.
How did he get involved with his archenemy in the first place?
Who knows why, on his way back to the hotel, he just so happened to run into the alpha’s susceptibility period?
Fine, a susceptibility period is what it is. But why did their compatibility have to be so high!
His archenemy was also an alpha with no sense of decency, coming out during his susceptibility period without even carrying an inhibitor.
Scumbag alpha, the Little Young Master thought, completely forgetting that it takes two to tango. If it weren’t for his own curiosity leading him closer, triggering the omega pheromones and connecting with the alpha, they both wouldn’t have lost their senses.
The Little Young Master frowned as he looked at the pregnancy test sheet in front of him. To be honest, he was kind of inclined to keep this baby. After all, it was his kid.
Should he discuss it with the baby’s other biological father? The Little Young Master immediately dismissed this terrifying thought as soon as he remembered his archenemy, who had been competing with him over a project just a few days ago.
The Little Young Master decided to secretly keep the baby.
Running away might be shameful, but it’s useful.
Omegas aren’t the type to drag things out, so after coming up with a solution, the Little Young Master took advantage of his body not yet showing any signs and swiftly ran away from his father’s company.
Of course, he didn’t dare tell his dad about the pregnancy—he wasn’t ready to have his legs broken just yet.
Anyway, he figured he’d cross that bridge when he came to it. For now, he’d avoid the situation as long as possible, using the excuse that the company was boring and he wanted to take a little trip.
While packing his things, the Little Young Master came across an item—a tie, silver-gray.
No need to think twice; the tie obviously belonged to his archenemy.
That night, the tie had caused him so much trouble. First, it blindfolded him; then, even when his eyes were red from crying, the alpha didn’t let him go, binding his wrists with that same tie.
Fuming, the Little Young Master crumpled the tie into a ball and tossed it into the trash can.
Fortunately, those few days coincided with the alpha’s special period, so when the Little Young Master woke up, the alpha, exhausted from the susceptibility period, was still resting.
Looking at the arm draped over him, the Little Young Master was startled at first.
As the chaotic memories of the previous night slowly came back, he suppressed the urge to kick the alpha off the bed.
He definitely didn’t want the alpha waking up again.
Of course, he had to escape.
What else could he do, just sit there staring awkwardly at each other?
His mind was a complete mess, and all he could think of was getting out of there.
The Little Young Master quietly opened the window, sprayed pheromone neutralizer everywhere, and only after making sure his scent had completely disappeared did he “reluctantly” and “grumblingly” pack up and slip away.
Initially, the Little Young Master hadn’t thought much about it. They hadn’t completed the final mark that night, so by all accounts, the chances were slim.
But he hadn’t expected their compatibility to be so high. Just six or seven weeks later, he started showing symptoms one after another.
The Little Young Master had a bad feeling.
A quick check confirmed it—yep, he was pregnant.
The Little Young Master flew off to a scenic, perpetually spring-like place, enjoying the peace and comfort, unaware that on the other side, the alpha was still searching for him.
The alpha still hadn’t found out who that person from that night was. The memories of that night were too chaotic, and the omega had cleaned up so thoroughly before leaving that after one or two months, there was still no trace.
The compatibility between them must have been high because the alpha remembered that as soon as that person appeared, the tenuous grip on his sanity went up in flames.
But was it really just because of compatibility? The alpha felt there was another reason, though he couldn’t quite remember what it was.
The archenemy hadn’t expected to run into an acquaintance during a business trip.
—It was the Little Young Master, whom he hadn’t seen in nearly sixty days.
The Little Young Master was taking a walk in the park below. The doctor had advised him that while he shouldn’t engage in strenuous activity, moderate exercise was necessary and would be beneficial for the baby.
Having replenished his nutrition, the Little Young Master’s face had filled out a bit after becoming pregnant, making him look even healthier than before.
The Little Young Master strolled leisurely, feeling good as he had been sleeping early recently.
His phone rang, and the Little Young Master looked at the number on the screen, puzzled.
Why was his archenemy calling him?
Before he could pick up the call, the archenemy’s voice rang out beside him, “It really is you! I thought I might have seen wrong, but luckily I called to make sure…”
The archenemy waved his phone, indicating that he had intended to confirm by calling, and reached out to make contact.
“What are you doing here?” The Little Young Master frowned, sidestepping the alpha’s rough gesture and subtly placing his hand on his belly.
“I… I’m on a business trip.” From the moment he saw the Little Young Master, the alpha felt something strange. It had only been a month or two since they’d last met, yet it felt like ages. Joy surged in his heart, and without thinking, he greeted the Little Young Master.
But then the omega’s evasiveness brought him back to reality.
“By the way,” the alpha started, sizing up the Little Young Master and hesitating, “why have you gotten so chubby?”
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