Chapter 45

Transmigration Diary 45
“Wen Shiyu—I……”
Kiss half-done—words stuck—mother rushed out stunned—
“Shiyu?”
Gasp—
Why is a strange blonde kissing my daughter??
Interrupted—realized—office door—crowds—
Everyone looking—
Face burned—let go—step back—
Wen Shiyu dazed—wanted to ask—
Mother already there—
“Shiyu—what…… is this?”
“Ah—” soothe—“Mom—she’s…… a friend from the academy abroad.”
Cefalina glanced at translator—“Friend……?”
Wen Shiyu focused on mother—
Even “friend”—Cefalina too striking—
Mother knew who hurt her daughter abroad—Cavendish heiress—
Alarm—pulled Wen Shiyu behind—hen shield—glare—
“Miss—please…… don’t hurt my daughter again! Come for me!”
Cefalina no Chinese—saw the guard in her eyes—
Blinked—lost—
Wen Shiyu held her arm—“Mom—not like that—misunderstanding—good friends now—”
Complex whisper—“Is she…… the friend who made you…… become Alpha?”
Face red—
Mother red-eyed—“Shiyu—don’t sacrifice for us! Company hard—we’ll manage—even bankruptcy—we work plain lives—no more wronged!”
“No—listen—” Laugh-cry—long explain—barely eased—
Believed this proud miss had not harmed her—
Asked to walk nearby—
Mother—“Leg just healed—too tired—” really no alone time—
Cefalina watched worried—
Apologetic smile—“Sorry—Mom…… misunderstood—”
“Misunderstood what?”
Awkward—“That you…… bullied me abroad—”
Cefalina flushed—“Actually…… a little—”
Firm clear eyes—“No—you didn’t—”
Looked up—honest—smile—
Mother would not allow solo outing—“Come…… to our home?”
Anywhere with Wen Shiyu—nod—
No translator needed—
Family present—touch urges hidden—
Ride home—Wen Shiyu thought Cefalina watched the street—
Introduced scenery gently—
Cefalina listened—really watching Wen Shiyu—
Sun on her face—fine down visible—
Smile—finger crept to her hand—
Butterfly on petal—
“Hands cold?”—natural hold—
Warm wrapped cool—
Corner up—stars in eyes—door worry gone—
At the Wen home—quick tour—
Bright spacious home—nothing like Cavendish manor—no soaring ceilings—no priceless art—relaxed living warmth—
“My room—” “Study—”
Mechanical follow—eyes on Wen Shiyu—
Mother to kitchen for fruit—
Finger sneaked to her back—
Click—
“Sister!”
High school bird—hug—
Smile—
Cefalina wide—
Pulled sister out—possessive—block—hair almost up—“Who are you?”
Stumbled—“Who are you?”
This is my house!
“Cefalina—my sister—”
“Ah.” Frozen—red neck to ears—
Sweet smile—“Hello! I’m Cefalina—”
Suspicious cat then kind—
Shy English—ran to kitchen—
“Mom—who’s that foreign sister?”
Mother still uneasy—
Deal collapsed today—one Cavendish word—
Names from finance news—gap huge—
Low to daughter—“Sister’s friend—be polite—”
Peek—Cefalina glued to Wen Shiyu—
Frown—“Too bossy—wouldn’t let me hug sis—”
Mother sighed—cannot read them—
Not hate—like?
Cavendish heiress—fortune they may not want—
Fruit for guest—new worry—
Daughter too charming is trouble too!
Yard—warm sun—grape trellis—
Alone—red cheeks—amber eyes full—
Step close—hand again—
Heart race—face near—almost wait for kiss—
Stopped close—serious shy—
“Cefalina—before—you needed me for pseudocyesis—but I did…… things I shouldn’t—”
Alert—“Shouldn’t how?”
“You…… only because of pseudocyesis we……”
Redder—“But I wasn’t—yet we still—”
Eyes round—“No—not pseudocyesis—I liked you!”
Pause—too fast—braver small—“I wanted to.”
“And…… now and later…… always with you—”
Blank—
Ambiguous—stutter—
Not just bed—kiss—hold—live—name—ring—baby—
Love her—be together—
Eloquent miss—heart pounding—cannot say—
Wen Shiyu smiled—
Slowly—Cefalina likes her?
Lucky—
Cefalina—
And her?
Never rejected closeness—missed her—too cute—
Like her too?
Want to answer—
But—
Can they be together?
Genetic disease worry—Cefalina unhappy—
Sister’s pain—hurt her again?
Must tell—
But truth needs transmigration—believe? scare her?
Struggle—
Cefalina saw the smile—lethal—love swelling—tears—
Grabbed arm—
“Wen Shiyu—I wrongly thought you marked me—but you really did—we only lack a baby—”
“Don’t pretend nothing—else I—”
Bite lip—island prison or tears or both—
Deny fast—“Not pretending—”
“Then—”
Close—grapefruit calm—hug tight—hot cheek to hers—
“Want to kiss you—”
Red—“We’re at home—”
Know—but won’t release—
Since seeing her—Alpha scent—heart never stopped—
Never leave again—
Phone—
“Charlotte?”
“Where do you live—address now!” Fast noisy urgent—
“Address—why?”
“Don’t ask—Chinese to my phone!” Hang up—
Sent home address—
Maybe mail like Su Yan—
Five minutes—doorbell—
Sister opened—Su Yan—
Bright—yard Wen Shiyu—“Su Yan?”
Glance at frowning Cefalina—guilty—“Came to see you—”
Overseas visit?
Doorbell again—Charlotte panting—
“No Chinese—hard to find!”
Su Yan and Cefalina—face fell—“Last again—”
Su Yan hid it—“Knew you’d come—”
Sister clung Wen Shiyu—“So many friends—”
All dazzling—models—
Charlotte—“Who’s she?”
Cefalina covered face—“Her sister—”
“Oh—hi hi—”
Mother fruit plate—stopped—
Two more girls—noble air—
All academy princesses home??
“Why all here?”
Charlotte—“Get you back to school!”
Blank—want degree but—
Look at Cefalina—
Cefalina lowered head—
Family blocked—leg not healed—forced home—
Stupid—no safe choice yet—almost confessed—
Hesitation natural—