Chapter 49

Transmigration Diary 49
Stunned—hesitant—
Mark Cefalina at Cavendish door—too bold—
Lit manor—guests whispering where the heiress went—
“Wen Shiyu—” arms around her neck—muffled—
“Aren’t you angry?”
“Angry?”
“Yes—” amber bright in dark—
“I’m your Omega—but Mother pushes other Alphas—I had to meet them—couldn’t declare loud—” fist on collar—
“I’m yours—aren’t you angry?”
Blank—
Should be angry—
Gate blocked—stares—shocked silence when Cefalina ran—
Nobody knew her—
Hands on face—serious—
“I don’t want you ever feeling unworthy—don’t accept insult because my family hasn’t approved—so understanding—”
Thumb cheek—“You’re my Alpha—I’m your Omega—”
“You can be angry—” burning eyes—“claim me—show sovereignty—”
Ears pink—firm—“You can…… punish me too—”
Face in her neck—waist locked—
“Mark me—”
Warm breath—champagne—peach—
“Your scent—want me—let them know…… I belong to someone—”
Low—“If you do nothing—I’ll think…… you don’t care—”
No more hesitation—
Look at the proud lit house—champagne gown—pearl sheen—
She wants it wrinkled—stained—
Near ear—“Okay—”
“Turn around—”
Ears blood-red—nod—obedient—not the ball rebel—
Hair up—nape white—
Hug from behind—heart racing—
Lips to nape—teeth—
“You’re mine, Cefalina—”
“Mm—!”
Breath broke—small sound—door handle white—peach flood—
“Yes…… yours…… Wen Shiyu—”
She wanted more—
Glance—figure crossing the lawn—
Isabella—
Gasp—let go—
Guests held inside—family matter—no audience—
Mother darker than night—
“Cefalina—back to the house—now—”
Frown—out of car—
“You sure…… want me like this?”
Flush—gown creased—fresh bite—grapefruit trace—
Pupils shrink—
Turn on Wen Shiyu—“You—”
“Don’t blame her!” Block—“I asked her to mark me—all my choice—”
Deep breath—
“Do you know what you did—Alpha before all those guests—your reputation—”
“I know—” calm—“I only like her—”
“You made me meet others—I can’t again—”
Iron face—
“For your good—you won’t be happy—”
“Happy?” Repeat—
“You and Father—calculated—match—interest—merger—”
“Are you happy?”
Frozen—
Chin up—“Of course—power and wealth matter most—”
“And my sister?”
Interrupt—
“Just a necessary sacrifice?”
Name like stone—breath quick—
“Accident!”
“You weren’t perfect enough?”
Knew risk before marriage—perfect or sick—
Until sister born—
Cannot think—point at Wen Shiyu—“Mediocre children—plain life—another misery—”
“Mediocre children don’t deserve full love?”
“Plain life—lesser?”
Eyes on manor—peeking guests—mother pale—
Each word solid—“No alliance—I’ll grasp power myself—”
“Without doing what I want—with who I love—”
“What’s the effort for—”
Engine—gone—
Mirror shrinking—hands shaking on wheel—
Perfect daughter—first rebellion—for her—
Hand on cold knuckles—
Fingers locked—
“I love you…… Wen Shiyu—”
Unsteady—mountain road—red rim—
“I know—I love you too—”
Glance—smile—
“I love you more—to the moon—”
“Didn’t know how much—until apart—”
“Only want you—”
Blush—too hot—
“Greedy—future—present—past—”
“Why didn’t I notice you at school—why you hated me—”
Because not transmigrated yet—
Almost confess—
“Wen Shiyu—I want you—”
Red—looking—“Now—okay?”
Blank—“Okay—”
Same need—same certainty—
Turnoff—hilltop—
Roof open—wind—stars—insects—
Bold—red again—
Kiss first—always here—
Gown awkward—no pause—
Breath tight—lamb eyes bright—
“Wen Shiyu—”
Gave what she wanted—fluffy rabbit red eyes—wanted touch—
Hand near—not enough—
Tail trembling—almost tears—laugh—
“Forgot—this is punishment—”
“Do it yourself—”
Eyes wide—lashes wet—“How can—”
“You can—hand here—”
Ear bite—
“Hurry—someone might drive up—”
Biting lip—tearful—