Episode 18

Yvan carried the little orange cat by the back of his neck, but it still looked at him silly, and meowed.

Yvan hurriedly walked over to rescue it from Charlton, turned his back and held it in his arms and touched the cat's head to comfort the frightened the kitten.

"I picked it up in the yard." Yvan whispered back to Charlton.

Charlton snorted coldly, and Yvan was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at him and said seriously: "If you don't like it, I will give it away in two days. I want to keep it for these two days. I won't let it go out. I will keep it in my room."

"Where is your room in this house?" Charlton asked.

He really didn't like keeping pets, he thought it was troublesome and dirty, especially this kind of pet that it would loss hair, he didn't want cat hair sticking to his clothes.

Yvan was bitter in his heart. He hugged the cat and lowered his eyes. His appearance of holding the kitten with low eyebrows was pitiful, Charlton stared at him like this without speaking.

Just now Yvan turned his back to him, and he didn't take a closer look, and now he found that Yvan's face was still a little swollen.

The bruise on his lower jaw had also become larger, and there was a bulging bag on his forehead.

There was more than that, Omega had lost a lot of weight in just a few days, his chin was sharp, and his voice was hoarse.

For some reason, seeing his skinny appearance, Charlton's original anger and humiliating words were all stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it anymore.

As Yvan stood there, the little orange cat seemed to have noticed his sad emotions, and stretched out his paw and meowed.

"Then I will take it out to live for two days, and when it is given away, I will come back..." Yvan said weakly.

Alpha, who looked at this pitiful look, was inexplicably angry, and tired.

"I didn't let you go!!" Charlton angered.

With such a roar, Yvan shrank in an instant, and the kitten in Yvan's arms shrank also.

"Put down the cat, come here."

Yvan glanced at him, raised his hand to touch the cat's head. He reluctantly placed the kitten on the floor, and reluctantly walked to the front of Charlton.

Charlton raised his hand and he wanted to straighten his face to look at his forehead.

But as soon as he moved, Yvan flinched, closing his beautiful eyes.

Yvan was afraid of him, he was afraid that he would beat him again.

Charlton's heart was unspeakably irritable, and an inexplicable anger ignited in his heart. He even wanted to hold Yvan to ask who he wanted to show this dying look to, but the evidence that he had beat Yvan two days ago was still on his face...

"What are you hiding?! Come here!!!" Charlton was even more unhappy, his voice raised a little bit.

Yvan bit her lower lip and leaned against him. Charlton raised his hand to caress Yvan's forehead. As soon as he touched it, Omega frowned and hissed.

Charlton stopped, staring at the person in front of him with a cold face and not speaking.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more depressing, and even the air seemed to stop flowing. The two of them were so silent and did not speak. Only the little orange cat, who could not figure out the situation, crawled beside them meow.

The little orange cat crawled to Yvan's feet, waving its paws and grabbing Yvan's trousers, trying to climb on him.

Yvan felt soft in his heart. He wanted to bend down to hug, but Charlton said sharply, "Don't hug!!!"

He roared, Yvan naturally didn't dare to move.

He thought, Charlton had such a bad temper, would he kick this little cat away when he was moody?

Yvan stood there stiffly without moving.

The atmosphere eased a little, Charlton was speechless for a while, and looked at Yvan's eyes for a while before he said: "Go and take a shower again. We haven't done for a long time. You are my Omega. Shouldn't you fulfill yours duty?"

Sure enough, when Charlton came back, there was nothing good would happen.

The pheromone blocking medicine that he took two days ago, as the body’s metabolism had disappeared. Yvan was afraid of him and he didn't want to have sex with him, but Charlton had just released a little bit of alpha pheromone and his body was soft and dizzy somehow.

Whether it was Omega's instinctive surrender to alpha or a threat, Yvan didn't dare to defy Charlton's orders.

In the end, Yvan obediently went to the bathroom to take a shower. Halfway through the washing, Charlton walked in naked, looking at the stunned and thin Yvan standing in the mist. He walked to him with rare tenderness to pull Yvan into his arms, he whispered: ""Keep your forehead and face out of the water."

If the wound on his face wasn't caused by Charlton, Yvan might be moved. But facing the culprit's concern after he slapped him, Yvan would only think about the scene again.

"It's okay." Yvan tightened his body and said lightly in his arms.

His indifference and estrangement made Charlton anxious, and the young master of the Stewart family, whom had been spoiled since childhood, was naturally unhappy with his attitude.

He grabbed Yvan's wrist and forced the other person to look at him, then frowned and asked coldly: "Are you angry?! You are angry that I hit you!!"

Yvan didn't speak, looking at him blankly, but wondering in his heart, would someone be happy if they were beaten?

His tacitly approval made Charlton suddenly feel sore in his chest.

"You don't look good. I like your look in bed." Charlton gritted his teeth and humiliated him.

Looking at the angry Alpha, Yvan felt a sense of revenge in his heart.

Dense kisses fell on his face, neck and shoulders, and then to the chest. The wet body was picked up to the bed with ambiguous water vapor...

Yvan thought he would experience another violent and painful sex that night, but he didn’t expect that Charlton just was a little irritable at first and later he was a bit rare...tender?

Afterwards, it was rare for Yvan not to fall asleep with fatigue. He was naked and was held in his arms by Charlton, and their skins were tightly pressed together.

Charlton's body was hot, Yvan's body was cold. The other party hugged himself, and the warmth made Omega close his eyes and sleepy.

Charlton opened his eyes and looked at Yvan, carefully raised his hand for a while to touch Yvan's red cheeks, and then raised his hand to touch his swollen forehead and the bruises on his neck.

He discovered them when he did him just now, and it was left over when he pinched his neck that day, so was his hoarse voice also because of himself...

Charlton stared at him and said in a low voice, "You're thinner, and it is a little bit uncomfortable to hug you."

Yvan closed his eyes, although he was not asleep, but he didn't want to talk to him.

"Why is it still swollen, you didn't apply some medicine?" Charlton seemed to be muttering to himself.

Yvan still didn't speak, Charlton looked at weak Omega in his arms and felt very uncomfortable. He was really stunned by anger that day, and he didn't even think that he raised his hand to hit Yvan. He didn't come back for two days because he wanted to calm down.

Later, he remembered that Yvan was not in good health.

His Omega was easy to get sick, and it was not easy to get better when he was sick. Often a small cold took a week or two to heal.

Charlton was clear, so he regretted it.

He shouldn't hit him.

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