Admiral, Your Wife Is Gone ABO - Chapter 11

No man would accept his wife cuckolding him.

Luo Le pursed his lips. Anyway, I can’t get pregnant. I’m not going.

Huo Lanjing slammed his water glass down on the table, the heavy thud echoing sharply through the room.

The suddenness startled Luo Le, who was already feeling anxious.

His voice trembled involuntarily. What was that for?

You have to go. And again in five weeks.

Luo Le froze, a dull ache piercing his heart.

He had told Huo Lanjing about the starburst and his injuries the moment they met. Yet for days, Huo Lanjing hadn’t mentioned any medical checkups.

Now, just because he’d vomited, he was being ordered to the hospital.

Huo Lanjing didn’t care about his health at all—he was just afraid Luo Le might be carrying his child.

At this realization, Luo Le’s nails dug into the flesh of his palm.

Refusing to believe it, he met Huo Lanjing’s cold gaze directly.

What if I refuse?

Huo Lanjing remained silent, his eyes unwavering, his expression utterly impassive.

A layer of ashen gray gradually clouded Luo Le’s eyes. He understood this was non-negotiable.

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of Luo Le’s mouth. Huo Lanjing, I have just one question for you. If the test comes back positive in a month, what will you do?

Huo Lanjing didn’t even pause in his movements, his voice cold and detached. Terminate it.

Why? We’re married, aren’t we?

You know I don’t like children.

Is it that you don’t like children, or that you don’t want our child? If it were someone else today, would you still be so heartless?

Huo Lanjing frowned, looking down at Luo Le, who was tilting his head back to meet his gaze. I don’t understand what you’re talking about.

Luo Le scoffed.

The rumors about Huo Lanjing and that Chen woman had been rampant throughout the military. For him to claim ignorance now was absurd.

Fine. I’ll go tomorrow. No need to prepare another room I’ll report for duty immediately after the examination. Just have Captain Lin bring my clothes here later.

Huo Lanjing noticed the faint smile at the corner of Luo Le’s mouth and paused slightly.

As you wish.

Luo Le watched Huo Lanjing’s retreating figure, his expression desolate.

Huo Lanjing truly loathed him.

Perhaps he shouldn’t have come. If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have learned about Huo Lanjing’s affair here.

If he hadn’t come, he wouldn’t have encountered the starburst, and he wouldn’t have been misunderstood.

Nor would he have learned how much Huo Lanjing loathed him.

Sometimes ignorance truly is bliss.

Young Master, dinner is ready. Please come with Xiao Yuan.

Luo Le looked down at Xiao Yuan on the floor and reached out to pat its head.

He entered a string of numbers, accessing a hidden interface.

Xiao Yuan was a gift he had given Huo Lanjing four years ago.

Luo Le was intimately familiar with every program and component of Xiao Yuan. In fact, he had coded numerous hidden easter eggs into its system and even recorded special voice prompts.

His original intention was simple to have Xiao Yuan keep Huo Lanjing company in his absence.

So far, only the dinner reminder easter egg had been triggered.

This meant Huo Lanjing had never taken Xiao Yuan outside, nor allowed it into his study or bedroom.

Respecting Huo Lanjing’s privacy, Luo Le had refrained from adding any remote control capabilities.

Now it seemed… Huo Lanjing had been wary of him all along.

Oh well.

Luo Le uninstalled the entire easter egg package.

He stood up and went outside, finding the dining table empty.

Unfazed, Luo Le walked over and sat in his usual seat.

The food in the bowl beside him had barely been touched.

Luo Le calmly let Xiao Yuan take the plate away, finding the sight too irritating to bear.

Neither of them spoke again until bedtime.

Normally, Luo Le would share amusing stories, with Huo Lanjing occasionally offering a few words in response. But now that Luo Le refused to engage, the silence persisted.

That night, Huo Lanjing didn’t even get into bed after Luo Le fell asleep.

The next morning, they went for their checkups early.

At the hospital entrance, Luo Le shoved the test results into Huo Lanjing’s hand, sneering, Satisfied now? I’m not keeping a boy toy, unlike some people…

Huo Lanjing grunted in acknowledgment, then glanced at his watch.

Want a ride?

Luo Le’s temper flared at his dismissive tone.

No need to trouble Admiral Huo. His voice dripped with sarcasm.

Huo Lanjing climbed into his hovercar without a word and sped away.

Luo Le stared after the departing hovercar, unable to shake off his daze.

When they had first married, Huo Lanjing had maintained a rigid distance, even when walking beside him.

On their first night together, Huo Lanjing had been brought home drunk and incoherent for reasons Luo Le never understood.

After that, things had progressed naturally.

Yet throughout their four years of marriage, they had mostly lived apart.

Since Huo Lanjing left without a word a year ago, Luo Le hadn’t been able to reach him through video calls.

Even his messages were selectively answered.

Luo Le learned about Huo Lanjing’s war efforts and the state of the conflict through news reports.

In truth, he knew less than a complete stranger.

As for what was happening within Huo Lanjing’s unit, he was even more clueless.

He never imagined Huo Yuanjing would have a rumored romantic interest.

Could the perpetually icy Huo Lanjing actually be capable of affection?

Luo Le shook his head. It’s probably just gossip, he thought.

He stared at the hospital behind him for a long moment before turning back.

After yesterday’s incident, who knows if it might happen again?

An hour later, in the examination room

Mr. Luo, your organs and bones have sustained significant damage. Due to improper treatment, they haven’t healed properly, and your bl00d composition is abnormal. You’ll need to take detoxification medication long-term to purify your system. I also recommend weekly sessions in a Type A Treatment Pod at the hospital.

Weekly…

Luo Le looked at the doctor with a troubled expression. How about once a month?

The First Legion’s training was about to begin, and new recruits were typically confined to the training grounds for the duration.

I wouldn’t recommend that. Once a month won’t be very effective.

Luo Le bit his lip, looking conflicted.

Type A Medical Pods were strictly regulated, available only in hospitals and military facilities. There were none at the military district.

Then is there an alternative? I probably can’t manage once a week.

The doctor frowned in thought, then said, There is, but it might not be as effective.

That’s fine. As long as it helps a little.

Alright. I’ll write you a prescription now. Pick up the medicine from the room around the corner on the first floor. Add it to your bathwater daily and soak for an hour.

Okay.

By the time Luo Le collected the medicine, he had only an hour left before reporting for duty.

Huo Lanjing had already driven off in the hovercar, leaving Luo Le to take the hoverbus.

But after waiting for quite a while, no hoverbus arrived.

Growing impatient, Luo Le clutched the medicine and began running toward the military district.

The road was mostly deserted, allowing him to run unimpeded.

After ten minutes, Luo Le began to feel unwell, panting heavily and slowing his pace.

In a daze, he thought he heard someone calling his name.

Turning, he saw Feng Cheng leaning out of a hovercar window, waving at him.

Brother Le! I didn’t expect to see you here. What a coincidence!

It was quite a coincidence.

Luo Le smirked at Feng Cheng’s flashy red hovercar.

Your car?

Feng Cheng nodded enthusiastically, patting the hood. Yeah! What do you think? Isn’t it super cool?

It suits Feng Cheng perfectly, Luo Le thought.

Oh, forget about that! Brother Le, hop in! We’re running late!

Luo Le didn’t hesitate, unlocking the door and sliding into the passenger seat.

By the time they arrived, the new recruits were already lined up, standing at attention.

The registration desk was deserted, so the two approached.

Hello, we’re here to register. This is our team introduction letter. Feng Cheng pulled out a certificate from his pocket.

The registrar took the document and flipped through it without looking up. State your IDs for verification.

W3691xxxx, Feng Cheng replied readily.

Okay, no problem. And you?

Luo Le gave his ID truthfully.

When the registrar saw the data that popped up, his eyes widened in shock. He stared at Luo Le in disbelief.

This person is Madam General!

His first thought was, How can Madam General be so beautiful?

His second thought was, How did he even get into the military?

Luo Le felt uneasy under the man’s unwavering gaze. No one enjoys being stared at by a stranger.

Is there something wrong with my records?

Ah? No, no, everything’s fine. Please come in.

They entered the facility.

Soon after, a military officer stepped onto the stage.

Since you’ve joined us, you must be prepared for hardship. There’s no avoiding it in the military. Do you understand?!

Luo Le paused. He had entered as a Mecha Pilot he shouldn’t need to train with the regular recruits, right?

The First Legion’s training regimen was notoriously grueling.

Ever since childhood, Luo Le had been sickly and picky about food. He refused to eat onions, garlic, cilantro, strange meats, or ginger. He wouldn’t touch leftovers, anything too sweet, greasy, or spicy, or meat with even a hint of fishiness. This led to frequent illnesses—catching colds from the slightest chill and bruises that took weeks to fade.

Though years of training had gradually improved his health, the recent starburst had taken its toll. If he had to train alongside the others, he wasn’t sure if his body could handle it.

As you all know, the First Legion’s training intensity is extremely high. How high, exactly? Don’t worry, you’ll experience it for yourselves in a couple of days. Also, I want to remind you that Mecha Pilot trainees are not exempt from this training. There’s no escaping it, so prepare yourselves mentally.

This order comes directly from the Admiral. Vice Chen will now lead you in taking the oath.

Vice Chen?

Isn’t that the person rumored to be having an affair with Huo Lanjing?

Luo Le stood on tiptoe, craning his neck to see the stage.

A man in a green military uniform, his face radiating a humble smile, strode confidently to the center.

His eyebrows arched slightly. Good afternoon, everyone. I’m Chen Wuxing, and I’ll lead you in taking the oath. Please place your right hand over your heart.

If I had to rate his looks on a scale of ten, I’d give him an eight.

Luo Le’s heart skipped a beat. The man’s voice was gentle and warm, and his appearance was pleasing. His gentle demeanor truly made him seem like the kind of person Huo Lanjing would be attracted to.

Brother Le, what’s wrong? We’re taking the oath now, Feng Cheng said, noticing Luo Le standing motionless with his head bowed, lost in thought.

Luo Le nodded and placed his hand over his heart.

But he didn’t hear the oath being recited from the stage. The next moment, the crowd began to stir.

Who’s that?

What’s happening? Aren’t we supposed to be taking the oath?

Following the crowd’s gaze, they saw someone ascending from the far right side of the stage.