Yvan——"

"Where is Yvan?! Who sees Yvan?!!!"

The autumn breeze blew, and the dead leaves that were about to fall fell from the tree amidst the roars of the set director. The original noisy film site was immediately silent after his roars.

Everyone looked around and no one dared to speak out at this time, for fear that they accidentally lead the fire to themselves.

What broke the silence was an apology from a young man, "I'm sorry the director, I just went to the toilet."

The young man’s voice was crisp and sweet, but his appearance was a little embarrassed, with water on his head, face, and body.

The special effect scars on his face were smeared, but it added a different beauty to this shape. It was probably because the eyes were stained with water. At this time, the youth’s eye sockets were slightly red, and the skin was cold white. It was especially white against the black and short hair, and under the moist eyelashes were a pair of translucent and gentle eyes.

His tone was soft and calm, and even showed an apologetic, pleasing smile, and a shallow smile instantly dimmed everything around him.

Everyone had to say that even in the entertainment circle where there were many handsome men and beautiful women, his smile still made some of the staff present be stunned, and made people feel that "Yvan Harri is indeed one of the best omega in the circle." How many alpha dreamed about him?"

It was just a pity.

No matter how talented he was in acting, he had no backing resources in this circle, so he was nothing in the entertainment circle. Even an Omega like Yvan had to be a small supporting role.

The director raised the speaker and continued to yell at him: "Hurry up and touch up your makeup! Do you still want to shoot? If you don't shoot, get out and don't waste my time."

"Shoot! I'm sorry the director, I will go now!" After Yvan said this, he hurried to the dressing room.

The director looked at his back and gave a cold snort, and said with disdain: "The Harris family is going to fall. Do you think you still are the superior Young Master of Harri family?"

The director did not lower his voice, so they all went into Yvan's ears.

His feet kept moving, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. His fingers squeezed the hem of his clothes subconsciously, but it was released in an instant.

The Harri family is about to fall.

This was known to all in G state, and it had been published several times in newspapers and hot searches.

This matter had also become a topic after dinner, and there were countless people gloating and applauding.

In fact, the Harri family was not a good and innocent family.

The head of the Harri family, Yvan’s father, Galen Harris, was a greedy and selfish profiteer. The reason for the downfall of the Harri family was entirely self-inflicted. Several workers died in the new building shortly after construction. Their relatives held banners and sat in a row at the gate of the construction site to demand justice.

However, Galen Harris was reluctant to lose money and let them make trouble. He was arrogant and thought that these villains could not make any big waves. And he even knocked the migrant workers who stopped his car to the ground.

However, this scene happened to be filmed by a competitor. The incident became more and more troubled by the media. Finally, someone from the top checked and found that the materials used by Harri family in the current construction were not up to standard, and their previous construction and the unfinished real estates were all exposed.

Under pressure from all directions, the Harri family was going bankrupt.

In fact, at the beginning of the incident, Yvan, who had never actively contacted Galen Harris, had called to dissuade him.

"I heard about the company's new real estate. You still..."

It was a pity that Yvan's words were interrupted by Galen Harris before he finished speaking. Galen Harris shouted, "Stop talking nonsense with me. There are enough bad things. It's your turn to teach me again? Has you remitted the money this month? I have heard that you are going to win some prize in a few days and you will become the movie king. Then the alimony for this month has doubled. If you don't remit it on time, you should be careful..." Galen Harris stopped when he said that, with a lot of thoughts. He probably was afraid that he would record, so he stopped at where it should: "You know what I want to say."

Yvan's eyes darkened at the time, and the other party hung up the phone with a hmm.

After that, Omega watched the new script for a night, put down the silver-rimmed glasses he was wearing when it was dawn, and rubbed his eyebrows. He smoothed the curled pages, smiled, and said to himself: " Fortunately, I can still do what I like."

It was a pity that things went athwart. A few days later, on the day of the awards, until the host read the name of the winner of this year's Domestic Best Actor Award, Yvan realized that the award that originally belonged to him was replaced by another person.

And the awards that should have belonged to him fell on others.

The Yvan who had always been self-contained and diligent, had been affected by the Harri family. The Harri family was at the top of public opinion. As the only son of the Harri family, who rarely had a negative news was naturally hyped by various entertainment media and opponents. And his anti-fans scolded him to the hot search.

Therefore, this award naturally had to give to other.

But they didn’t know. In fact, Yvan had never ask a penny from Harri family since he was a teenager. The money to go to college was earned by himself. After he entered the entertainment industry in the second semester of his freshman year, he had to send money home every month as alimony.

Yvan can’t remember how the time passed after the awards ceremony that day. He only knew that several people who had been suppressed by him at the reception after the awards ended mocked him with false consolation, "Yvan, the Harri family fell. You, the noble son, have to work hard."

Thoughts pulled back-

The director was still losing his temper outside holding the horn.

Yvan closed his eyes and let out a breath, silently muttering in his heart, "I have to endure. I need this role. I need this income, so I can't make another mistake."

"Even if you suffer in this circle, it's easier than going to work part-time outside."

He persuaded himself in this way, to paralyze his brain, and only when his face looked normal did he get up and walk into the set.

Both inside and outside the play were plays.

The next half day of shooting was particularly difficult.

The scene filmed today was a scene in which the male protagonist came to chase and kill his thugs in a rainy day. The characters played by Yvan and several others had to be knocked down by the male protagonist in the quagmire. The purpose of second- and third-line newcomer stars when filming webisode was to be cool, beautiful and handsome.

The temperature in late autumn was getting lower and lower as the sky got darker and darker. He didn't know where he offended the actor and the director as a silly idiot, after filmed dozens of times, the director said OK.

Dozens of times...

Yvan just fell into the quagmire dozens of times under the artificial rain...

After the filming was over, Yvan who was already embarrassed took a few paper towels to wipe the mud on his eyes and face, while the actor wrapped in a dry bath towel smiled unapologetically while holding the hot coffee from the assistant. He said, "Old-timer, I'm so sorry. I was not in a state just now, and I caused you to fall so many times."

Yvan stopped and said decently: "It's okay, the role is set like this." After saying this, he planned to leave, and didn't even give this person any extra eyes, and didn't pay attention to the provocateur at all.

But when he was about to pass by this person, the other party suddenly shook his hand, and "accidentally" poured the coffee in his hand into Yvan's hand.

A cup of hot coffee poured on the back of his hand, and almost instantly reddened the white and tender back of Yvan's hand. Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the pain of the fingertips hit the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, senior, I'm sorry. Maybe it was caused by the filming just now and my hands were too stiff and I can't hold the coffee steadily." He said with an innocent smile on his face.

Yvan opened her mouth slightly, trying to say something, but did not say a word after a few seconds, only left silently.

Behind him came the voice of the person talking to the assistant: "Did you see it? What about Omega? What if he was born rich? He was not different from a drowning dog now."

Today, Yvan had heard a lot of these satirical remarks.

When he returned to the lounge, he washed the back of his hand with cold water, remove his makeup and took a shower. Just after he came out, Yvan's phone rang.

Caller-Charlton Stewart

Omega only glanced at the caller's name and instantly revealed the appearance of seeing an enemy. While frowning, his eyes became cold. Upon closer inspection, you could find hidden fear in his pupils.

As soon as the phone was connected, the blast of music burst into Yvan's ears, and then a low and strong voice said: "Yvan, I was drinking with a few partners outside. Come here now."

Yvan lowered his eyes, looked at the back of his hand, which was still red, and said after two seconds of silence: "I don't want to go. I'm tired..."

Before he finished speaking, Charlton interrupted gloomily: "I said let you come over! Don't let me say it a third time."

Although there was a phone call, Yvan can already imagine Alpha's grumpy and impatient face. If Charlton usually calls him over like a dog, Yvan would still obey even though he didn't want in his heart.

But today was different. After a whole day of high-intensity shooting, Omega’s stamina had already been overdrawn. With a tired body and a low mood, it was rare that he didn’t want to follow the other side’s intentions. He said: "Charlton, I am really tired today. I don't want to go."

Charlton sneered after hearing this.

With these two short months of getting along, Omega roughly knew ​​his temper. As expected, Alpha said with a sneer, "Are you tired? Your trash dad sold you to me." At the time, he just said let me play casually. He didn't say that you are delicate and expensive. If you feel tired..."

roughly paused at this point, and said in a playful tone and disdain: "You can go."

Yvan wanted to really go, but he couldn't.

"Sorry, don't be angry, I...I'll be here soon."

Yvan compromised.

Arrived at the position Charlton said, Yvan felt more physically and mentally exhausted when he just raised his head and glanced at the colorful neon signs.

The cool night breeze made Omega shiver subconsciously, and the pain on the back of his hand made Yvan turn his eyes to a drugstore on the street.

Yvan had already walked to the door of the pharmacy, but Charlton called him again at this moment.

Although his heart was full of fear and dislike for this moody alpha, Yvan still had to answer the phone as soon as possible.

"Where are you?" Charlton's tone became even more unhappy.

Yvan explained patiently, "It's already downstairs."

Charlton said impatiently: "Come up quickly, don't blame me if I can't see you within two minutes!"

"I see." After Yvan finished speaking, he hung up Charlton's call for the first time because of exhaustion, irritability and discomfort.

In the end, he didn't go in the pharmacy, and he didn't buy the scald ointment. Yvan withstood the cold wind for 30 seconds on the street, and adjusted his mentality before entering the feasting club.

After following the waiter into the private room, he saw Charlton sitting in the middle of the sofa at a glance. Even under the dim and unclear five-color lights, he could still see the handsome features of alpha, and Charlton looked at Yvan with no expression on his face, without speaking.

He went to the army when he was eighteen years old. He was an alpha and he felt even more oppressive after years of training.

Especially when Charlton didn't speak, his serious and indifferent appearance made people's hearts tremble.

Yvan stood stiffly at the door and was a little overwhelmed. Everyone in the private room stopped moving at the same time after he entered, and their eyes all fell on Yvan, as if watching a fallen canary fluttering.

Charlton did not speak like them.

Charlton didn't speak, and Yvan didn't know what to do. He was in a dilemma and could only stand stupidly at the door without speaking or moving.

There were more than a dozen people in a room, alpha, beta, Omega, and all of them were looking at him from head to toe, as if they were about to strip his skin.

Yvan suddenly felt fortunate that he was working in the entertainment industry. If it were to change to another cowardly Omega, his eyes would be red at this time.

Sitting next to Charlton were two nice-looking Omegas that were full of heavy makeup and glamorous flavors. He was leaning on the back of the sofa with one hand and holding a red wine glass in the other. From the perspective of Yvan, he was almost like hugging people with his both hands.

There was a strange and awkward silence in the private room, and it was a greasy alpha in his forties that broke the deadlock.

He didn't say anything, he looked at Yvan with a playful look and said, "What a beautiful Omega, are you a newcomer? Come and sit here, brother!!"

After hearing this, Yvan didn't act immediately, but kept looking at Charlton.

They didn't have a wedding, and outsiders didn't know it.

But Charlton went to bed with Yvan and they got a marriage certificate.

As his alpha, Charlton didn't even change his posture when he heard someone say such a thing, with a teasing smile on his face, staring at Yvan as if he was watching a joke of an insignificant person.

After a day of high-intensity shooting, Yvan was tired at this time and had no temper. He only had one question in his mind-if he didn't follow Charlton today, what crazy things would he do?

Yvan gave up after thinking for a few seconds.

Anyway, as long as he didn't follow him, there was no good end.

Charlton was such a person, paranoid, violent, and selfish.

Under everyone's gaze, Yvan gradually pulled out a small smile, and then walked towards the position of the person who asked him to go.

Yvan was just wearing the simplest loose white long sleeves and jeans, but regardless of his looks or temperament, he directly won all the Omegas in this room.

Yvan obediently walked towards the man. What he didn't notice was that Charlton's face changed from the moment he lifted his foot, and his face turned horrible in an instant.

Yvan had already walked to this person, and was forced to sit down with the nausea and disgust in his heart, but Charlton slowly said, "Mr. Cook, I called this person."

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the private room shifted their eyes to Charlton, and Yvan froze in place, looking at each other in disbelief.

And Mr. Cook, who asked Yvan to come to accompany him, probably drank too much. He didn’t realize the meaning of Charlton’s words for a while. He laughed and said, “Mr. Yan really has a good taste. Look at this face and slender waist. It must be very interesting. Can Mr. Charlton give your love to me to play for a short period? I can lower the cooperation cost of your company by 30% in the next quarter."

The Charlton family was not short of money at all. If this person said to Charlton, he must have touched Charlton's bottom line.

But Yvan was wrong. Charlton only hooked the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and said in a lazy tone: "Okay, just play if you like it."

The chill of Yvan surged in an instant, as if freezing the blood all over his body.

After hearing this, the man smiled, and his fat hands like pig's feet were almost reaching Yvan's waist. Charlton said unhurriedly, "But today I asked him to come here to accompany me, Mr. Cook. Can you wait until next time?"

He raised his eyebrows and said blankly, the man immediately took his hand back and smiled awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "This is natural, this is natural."

Charlton didn't answer his words, but looked at Yvan coldly and said, "Not coming over yet?"

Yvan then regained consciousness and sat on the sofa next to Charlton.

After a while, the private room became lively again. They were drinking, singing, molesting and joking, and even an Omega sitting next to Yvan directly straddled an alpha's lap and kissed selflessly.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol was mixed with the messy pheromone smell, and everything in the private room makes Yvan repel it.

He wanted to escape from here, but he didn't dare or even feared.

Charlton was sitting next to him. The low pressure of the man made him feel difficult to breathe.

After a while, under the ambiguous and dim light, Charlton grabbed Yvan's hand. By coincidence, it was Yvan's hand that was scalded by coffee in the afternoon.

Omega was extremely sensitive to pain, and alpha was inherently stronger.

Charlton leaned close to Yvan, and from the perspective of others, they only felt that the two were in an ambiguous posture and were whispering.

But this was not the case. What they can't see is that Charlton was holding Yvan's hand hard, speaking vicious and unpleasant words.

The hand was gripped hard, and Yvan almost exhaled in pain. His painful cold sweat came out in an instant, the lining of his mouth was bitten by his own teeth, the bloody smell spread out in his throat. And Charlton leaned against his ears and said in a low voice: "Who do you show a dead face to? Is it possible that you were making trouble with me because I didn't let you serve other men?"

Yvan almost exhausted all his energy to suppress the pain, trying to make his tone the same as usual, "I didn't quarrel with you, I thought you wanted me to go."

He spoke softly, this showing of weakness and obedience made Charlton's dark haze dissipate a bit.

Seeing the other's face turned good, Yvan said, "You hurt me."

Charlton lowered his head and glanced at Yvan's hand held by him. The light made it difficult to see the specific appearance, but it was indeed a bit red. Charlton hummed coldly, and did not forget to say "delicacy" while shaking it off.

Yvan retracted his hand, looked down and remained silent.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at the alpha beside him. The faint smell of ebony agarwood passed into Yvan's breath. This was the pheromone of Charlton. In fact, Yvan thought it smelled quite nice.

Charlton was handsome, mature and powerful, just a profile can make a lot of Omega fall over.

Yvan looked at his profile for a few seconds, and then asked, "Charlton, is it true that you said you gave me to that person?"

Yvan's voice was not loud. In this noisy private room, except for Charlton, who was very close, it was estimated that no one else would be able to hear it.

Hearing this, Charlton looked back at Omega, raised his eyebrows and asked in a playful retort, "Otherwise? The cost price was thirty percent lower is tens of millions. Yvan, you are really worth the money."

Yvan, you are really worth the money.

Very familiar.

It seemed that Galen also said this when he sold himself to the Charlton family.

After hearing these words, Yvan was silent, sitting quietly, as if there was an invisible barrier to isolate the noisy environment from him.

Charlton didn't have much interest in such occasions. In fact, in occasions like this, usually alpha would not bring his real Omega.

Alpha was very possessive, no one wanted to let others covet their Omega.

Charlton called Yvan today, with an obvious purpose, just to humiliate him.

During the day, Galen came to Charlton's company to find him.

When Harris family was to fall, it clung to powerful Stewart family, but even if it relied on the Stewart family, the Harris family had done too many sins and couldn't return to the former glory.

Today, only a small branch of the Harris family's property was left to survive temporarily.

The house, the car, the fund, the deposit, were all gone, and the old mansion and villa where he lived today was later redeemed by the Stewart family.

Galen was also a greedy and selfish person. Charlton's unscrupulous behavior for money had made Charlton sneer and mockery many times, but he was still like a dogskin plaster and would come to Charlton at regular intervals. He would come and hang around in front of Charlton, always wanting to get benefits from Stewart family.

He completely forgot the embarrassment of being almost in jail before, and even shamelessly looked for Charlton several times in private, saying that he hoped that the Stewart family could come forward to help, so that the Harris family could make a comeback.

Charlton was too lazy to respond him and just tell him to go away, and also instructed the company's security that this person would never be allowed in in the future.

This incident just happened during the day, and in the afternoon the person who privately investigate Yvan came over again with photos of Yvan's recent dinner.

All the actors and directors of the crew accompanied the producers and investors to the wine dinner. Everyone understood what such a bureau meant. Some of the people in the photos were putting their hands on the shoulder of Yvan, and some people leaned their whole body on Yvan's body.

And what about Yvan? He turned a blind eye to the harassment, even with a smile on his face.

At the thought of this, Charlton subconsciously turned to look at Yvan. The Omega sat pale by his side, lowering his head not knowing what he was thinking.

In front of him, whether on the bed or out of the bed, Yvan always looked like a dead person.

Charlton's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to pick up the foreign wine in front of him, poured a glass of it, and pushed it to the front of Yvan.

Yvan was puzzled, and was about to speak, but Charlton chuckled and said, "Yvan, Mr.Cook likes you so much, go to toast Mr.Cook."

Omega stared at the wine glass in front of him and was stunned. -He let him drink pure wine of this brand of foreign wine...

When Charlton said this, his singing stopped accidentally. The people in the private room heard what he said, and for a while everyone's eyes fell on Yvan again.

Everyone could see that Charlton deliberately made things difficult for him. How many people rushed to flatter people like Charlton, so all the people present laughed in an instant. Several Omegas looked at Yvan gleefully and waited for his embarassment.

And Mr.Cook, who was called, was even more confused. Drinking such a strong pure foreign wine would be too hurt for his stomach. He saw Yvan stunned, and looked at his beautiful face, and felt a bit unbearable. But the young master of Stewart family had spoken, and who would dare not listen?

Listening to the laughs and jokes of people next to him, watching a group of people look at himself like looking clowns. The back of his hands was hurting and his head was hurting, and his heart seemed to be choked, and even his breath was a little difficult.

Charlton, who was speaking, was sitting relaxed next to him, cynically urging himself to hurry up.

Yvan didn't want to drink, he was really tired, and wanted to go back to rest. He was so sad that he wanted to throw the wine glass on the ground and leave, but he didn't dare...

Charlton would not let him go.

Galen would not let him go.

After a while, Yvan stood up and held up the wine glass with a soft smile, and said to the alpha who had molested him: "Mr.Cook, thanks for your kindness, I toast you."

After saying this, Yvan drank all the wine in the glass.

As soon as the strong wine was swallowed, he felt hot in the throat, and after it entered the abdomen, he felt like fire in the stomach.

After drinking this glass of wine, he only sat on the sofa for a while before rushing out of the private room to the toilet outside.

Yvan staggered and trot, and became increasingly unconscious, and he almost couldn't stand. Finally, Yvan retched in the toilet for a long time. He didn't eat at noon and night, and there was nothing to vomit in his stomach. So he vomit nothing.

He rested against the door panel, his body was suffering, but the phone rang at this moment.

Looking down, the caller turned out to be Galen. Yvan just glanced at the name and hung up the phone without thinking, but the other party did not give up, and then made two more calls. Here came a message.

[Little son of a bitch, you have learned to resist? You even dare to hang up my phone, believe it or not...]

With just an ellipsis, Yvan immediately suffocated his breath and called him back. As soon as he was connected, Galen's abuse came.

This middle-aged man hadn't been so short-tempered before, but since the fall of the Harris family, his roots of inferiority had all emerged.

"It's not me to hang up your phone." Omega explained faintly.

Galen immediately calmed down and asked with questions: "It's not you, who is that?"

Yvan rubbed his eyebrows, lied and asked, "Who else do you think it can be at this time?"

He knew Galen too well. As expected, the attitude of the other party had softened before Charlton’s name was mentioned. Galen’s anger in his heart after being humiliated at Charlton’s company today had nowhere to vent. He originally wanted to find Yvan to vent his anger. But he can't do this.

"What happened to you and Charlton, didn't you say that he treated you very well?" Galen asked.

"He is very good to me, and I am now accompanying him to a dinner outside."

Hearing what Yvan said, Galen became even more impatient, and asked angrily: "Did you care about what I told you?!"

Yvan said coldly: "Do you really think my appearance is pretty enough to let others be obsessed with me and give everything for me? Is it possible that he can give me the Stewart family directly?"

Hearing the other party talk back, Galen threatened and said, "Don't play tricks, your mother is just in a better state recently."

When Yvan heard this, his face immediately sank, and his tone became colder, "I have agreed to everything you asked me to do, and you have to do what you promised me."

Galen chuckled on the phone, and Yvan bit his lower lip nervously, and then immediately changed to a relaxed and slightly ostentatious tone: "He gave me pocket money today. I know you want money. I'll transfer it to you later. I advise you to weigh it a little bit before doing things. Just now what you said was quite right. I have indeed become stronger."

He had to say that the provocative remarks and the arrogant tone that relied on Charlton's favor were really good.

Galen laughed instead of being angry now, and then he said again: "I have something to ask the Stewart family for help. You can bring Charlton home for dinner on weekend."

Go home for dinner! ?

Yvan's heart trembled. Those words were all made up by him. Charlton hated him. and hated the Harris family. How could he go home with him.

"This, I..." Yvan was a little lacking in confidence.

A suspicious person like Galen immediately heard something was wrong, and asked sharply: "What? You didn't say that he was very good to you? Could it be that you were lying to me?!"

"Of course not, I will come back with him this weekend!"

Probably because of drinking, Yvan agreed immediately. After hanging up the phone, Yvan immediately transferred the money to him. The $15,000 was almost all Yvan’s money, and Charlton never gave him a cent. He naturally didn't dare to ask him for it.

The money he gave to Galen was actually earned by his hard work in filming. Seeing only three-digit savings left, Yvan threw the phone aside, and pinched the back of his hand that had been burned during the day to make himself sober.

Originally, Yvan planned to hide in the toilet, otherwise Charlton continued to torture him after returning to the private room. But just now he took the phone call from Galen and promised that he would go home with Charlton on the weekend, thinking about it, he also know that Charlton will not agree.

After thinking about it, Yvan didn't dare to hide here.

He should think how to comfort this angry lion first, let the other party not torture him. He should follow him, make him feel better, and then beg him to exchange terms, etc. Maybe there was still hope... ...

After thinking about the countermeasures, he returned to the private room and hid all his detached and cold emotions. He was very proactive and respected the many people present. He was generous and decent, so that people couldn't pick any mistakes from him.

Yvan actually thought very simple. The purpose that Charlton called him here was to humiliate him by letting him accompany the wine?

Although he didn't know what he did made alpha angry, since he wanted to do so, he just needed to be obedient. Just drinking, he can satisfy him.

But Charlton looked at Omega, who was like a socialite joking and drinking, and his heart became colder.

Those photos, those rumors flashed through his mind like a movie.

He really was a bitch and he can pleased anyone.

Yvan drank a lot of alcohol, and ran to the toilet several times to retching, until he felt that his stomach was burnt.

After vomiting in the toilet again, Yvan pinched the back of his burned hand and stumbled to wash his face with cold water at the sink.

He looked up and saw Charlton standing behind him in the mirror after washing his face. Yvan's lips were bloodless, but there was a strange blush on his cheeks. His black hair was wet, some stuck to his forehead, with water dropping down.

The light in the toilet was not very bright, and it was deliberately designed as dim. The original intention was to add ambiguity, but at this moment, Charlton in the mirror was like a bloodthirsty devil.

His pupils dilated a little, and he turned his head back in fear.

Charlton looked at the embarrassed Omega and hooked the corners of his mouth, and asked lightly, "How do you feel?"

Not good, not good at all.

The stomach was uncomfortable, the body was uncomfortable, and the hands were also uncomfortable.

Yvan was bitter in his heart. He was leaning against the edge of the sink, who was obviously dizzy and almost fell. He pretended to be calm but very embarrassed. He trembled and said, "Charlton, I want to go back."

Alpha stared at his face indifferently and said, "Everyone hasn't had a lot of fun yet, you can't go ahead?"

He didn't know if it was because of emotion or grievance, Yvan's eyes were red, and his pale face looked particularly distressing.

Charlton looked at him and remembered the appearance of Yvan when he was on the bed for no reason. Omega was like this when he couldn't stand it when he was in love.

The two faced each other silently, and finally Charlton bowed his head and cursed, then grabbed Yvan's hand and led him to the private room somewhat rudely.

Yvan staggered and almost fell, his body trembling subconsciously.

He thought that going back to the private room was once again a disgusting compliment, but it turned out to be that Charlton just went back to the private room and took his coat and left with him.

Yvan was almost thrown into the car. The head hitting the back of the back seat made him more dizzy and painful. He was uncomfortable and insecure, so he leaned pitifully on the door of the car.

After the car stopped, Charlton rudely woke him up, "Don't die in my car."

Yvan was drunk and he hadn't fully recovered. Charlton opened the door and left angrily. The door of tens of millions of luxury cars was slammed with loud noises.

Yvan was unconscious and dragged his dying body back to his bedroom.

Charlton didn't live in the same room with him. Only when they had sex, Charlton would come to Yvan's room. After doing it, he didn't care about Yvan who was tired and was about to faint, and left without helping him wash or even looking at him.

Omega always felt him like a Money Boy. He had sex with Charlton, and Charlton gave shelter to the Harris family.

Yvan couldn't even stay on the bed, and fell to the ground as soon as he entered the house.

Lying on the cold floor, he had a nightmare. During his sleep he was hot and cold for a while, his whole body was aching, especially his stomach seemed to be burned by flames. His throat seemed to be torn apart, and his eyelids were really hard to open.

Charlton took a shower and passed Yvan. He saw him lie on the ground. As soon as he got closer, he found that something was not right. Omega lay on the ground, whimpering slightly, his cheeks were red, but his lips were pale.

Charlton called him twice, but the other party didn't respond, and he raised his hand and touched his forehead, and found that he was so hot.

"Yvan! Yvan!!" Charlton hugged him back to the bed, frowning and calling him.

But Yvan frowned and only moved his eyelids and did not open his eyes. He whimpered, his voice was very soft and looked like a fragile cat cub. He seemed uncomfortable and the corners of his eyes were wet, and his breath carried his pheromone. The smell, with the distant and light sweet scent, was like the cold rain falling on the candy in the rainy season, sweet but not greasy.

Charlton called him several times again. This time Yvan finally opened his eyes. His pupils were dim as if they were covered with white gauze. It took him a long time to see Charlton's face in front of him. He was a little scared but still had to ask for help.

"Please... Call an ambulance for me..."

As soon as Charlton heard his alienated and stubborn tone, his brows tightened, and he said in a vicious voice, "I help you? Why? What do you think I came to you in the middle of the night for?"

Yvan looked at Alpha's handsome face, opened his mouth slightly, and said blankly, "Then you will end soon, so I can go to the hospital."

His skin was extreme white when he was lying on the dark bed, and his slender neck seemed as if it would break at the slightest effort. Charlton raised his hand slightly in anger and directly chocked Yvan.

The two looked at each other, and the panic in Omega's eyes was reflected in Charlton's eyes.

Charlton wanted him to be softened and wanted him to beg himself in a low voice, but he didn't expect that he would agree.

The crescent moon outside the window hung high in the sky, the leaves rustled in the late autumn wind, the moonlight fell through the window into the cold atmosphere of the bedroom, Charlton's hand was still on Yvan's neck, he watched him gritted his teeth, and said: "Yvan, sometimes I really want to kill you directly."

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At last they two didn't do, and the ambulance didn't come. Young Master Charlton, dressed in his home clothes, took the people to the hospital at night.

The Stewart family had a big business and also invested in medical care. He took Yvan to the private hospital where he invested in. Seeing that Charlton had brought the people there, the experts at the hospital were scared to get up from the bed in the middle of the night.

They used various equipment to check Omega. Hypoglycemia, malnutrition, acute gastritis, fever, burns...

Charlton's face became darker as he listened, but Yvan didn't notice the other party's low pressure at all, because he was already unconscious on the way here, and Charlton even carried him in when he entered the hospital.