Chapter 41

Transmigration Diary 41
Charlotte watched her hang up—knelt hugging knees—furious:
“Should’ve told them—we’ll never find them.”
Su Yan sighed—“Can’t do that to Cefalina—”
“She dumped us and ran with Wen Shiyu.”
Still unbelievable Cefalina would—
“Just wait—watch them together?”
Su Yan complex—“Even silent—Cavendish will find her—matter of time.”
Meanwhile—top suite—
Wen Shiyu drained the milk—still unsatisfied—
Burrowed under blankets—found another fragrant peach—
Cefalina limp—barely lift hands—“No…… stop eating—”
Every bite flooded juice—
Never tasted such sweetness—could not let go—slow savor—
Peach no longer hers—Wen Shiyu owned it—
Peak—tears at corners—clutching sheets—speechless—again and again—
Dawn gray—they slept entwined—
Woke—bright outside—afternoon maybe—
Heavy—
Wen Shiyu dragged every blanket and pillow—mountain on her—
Both at the bottom—Wen Shiyu in her arms—small sips—hand still on unfinished peach—
Bit lip—again—
Red eyes—“……Stop—don’t drink—”
Ignored—lashes down—slow—last drop—
Dry throat—hoarse—no strength—cannot escape pillow mountain—
Struggle pressed her palm—again—
“Mm—” Could not believe that sound—
Looked up—
Scarlet—no choice—help her through—
When clear—if she says no love—or seduced Charlotte—
Teeth grind—settle accounts—
Mood sensed—blank—why glare—
Kissed chin and lip corner—
“No—no more kisses—” Turn away—might again—
Hungry—bright window—how long?
Wen Shiyu barely ate—
Strength returned—climbed out—legs buckled—
Wall—water—fed Wen Shiyu too—
Fridge count—
With Omega soothe—Alpha rut two three days max—enough supplies—
Planning—Wen Shiyu hugging again—staring—
Grapes—one to lips—
“Fruit first—”
Took it—fed Cefalina instead—grape kiss—
Nose again—milk—
Back turned—tissue—
“No—don’t—” Shaking—“It’s…… for the baby—”
Pause—“Baby?”
“Yes—in my belly.” Hand on stomach.
Cheek pressed—silent—then brow knit—sad gentle—“No baby.”
Patient again—“Yes—your baby.”
Still firm—“No baby.”
Hug—pat back—“Don’t cry…… no baby—I’ll drink it all.”
Red—“……Say you want it.”
She did—morning done—little left—
Not enough—wanted more peach—
Knelt—pushing Cefalina—
Soft voice—refuse—“Eat grapes—”
Obedience vs peach—idea—
“Grape…… and peach—together.”
“Wh-what nonsense—” Face exploded.
Pushed to the counter—grape in hand—
Eyes huge—“Wen Shiyu—what—”
“Not like that—no—”
Stubborn—both at once—
Grape stuck—spinning to free—
Chaos—tears—body betraying—
Juice abnormal—too much—
Squeeze—wet everywhere—mind fog—stop—
Grape not found—more—
Gasp—black out—
Woke—bed—pillow mountain again—
How long—bad leg—how carried—
Forehead hot—she fevered too—
Dark again—
Memory blur—mirror—forced to watch—box opened—no grape—pit found—glass smeared—
Recall—shame and anger—Wen Shiyu asleep cling—still burning—
Angry—but body——want to kiss her—
Shake head—careful out—food—
Woke—wrapped waist—“Where?”
“Food—”
Kiss—still hot—
Rut not fading—
Days? Which day?
Stand—“Baby can’t starve either—”
“No baby—”
“Yes—” Belly——flatter?
Impossible—
“Cefalina—no baby—”
Hug—touch—
“Stop talking—” Delirious—kitchen—
Hold—“No—” Cannot fully refuse—too—
Whisper at ear—“Only fluid…… no baby.”
“Yes—don’t—” Force—then—
“See.”
Mastered every trick—
Spill—floor wet—on knees—murmuring her name—near out—
Kissed tears—“Don’t grieve…… later…… give you a baby—”
Stars—promise or rut babble—
Words now—don’t count—
Calm—dragged clingy Wen Shiyu and blankets—kitchen—fridge nearly empty—
When did we eat?
Thought—heat?
Pregnant Omegas shouldn’t—
But temperature—mind—exactly like—
Cannot care for both—
Need food—water—suppressants—
Phone—on—
Missed floods—family—Su Yan—Charlotte—
Charlotte calling—
Connected—Charlotte bolted up—
Three days—not found—
Three days together—obvious—
Charlotte exploding—
Messages—send Wen Shiyu to hospital safely—
Answered—Cefalina hung up—
Disbelief—collapsed on sofa—
Betrayed—isolated—Wen Shiyu hoarded—
Elegant image crumbling—
Think—not usual places—hotel—
……
Manager idle—three days ago—whole hotel booked—no staff—
Now—supplies and suppressants—deliver and leave—
Curiosity—glance—
Beautiful Omega—cold noble—
Scent—Alpha Omega mixed—face—
Cefalina Cavendish—heiress—
No public lover—
Ice glance—manager fled—
Alone—sat on floor—
Omega suppressant—cold clarity—
Brain works—
Bags—food—supplies—top floor—
Door—Wen Shiyu pounced—terrified abandoned—
“Cefalina.”
“Back—see—”
Hug—still fever wrong—
Wen Shiyu wrong—
Suppressant worked on her—but heat from start—wrong—
Thought day two—phone date—
Three full days—
Face in hands—
Maybe…… hospital after all.