Admiral, Your Wife Is Gone ABO - Chapter 35
Huo Lanjing frowned at the person before him. What day was he waiting for?
Suddenly, a soldier’s voice called out, Admiral, what’s wrong? The voice grew closer.
Huo Lanjing released Luo Le and took a step back.
Luo Le stood up and straightened his clothes.
Huo Lanjing glanced at the approaching soldier, then opened the hovercar door with one hand and shoved Luo Le inside. He quickly followed, sliding into the driver’s seat.
What are you doing? Luo Le reached for the door handle, only to find it locked.
Huo Lanjing didn’t answer. He issued a command, and the hovercar shot away with a whoosh.
The soldier watched the hovercar’s sleek taillights fade into the distance. Recalling the fleeting scene he’d glimpsed moments earlier, he realized what he’d seen and hurried back, pretending he’d seen nothing at all.
Luo Le grabbed Huo Lanjing’s uniform and yanked hard. Are you deaf? I told you to let me out!
Shut up, Huo Lanjing snapped.
He seized Luo Le’s wrist, and a beam of purple light materialized, binding their wrists tightly together.
This was a military-grade laser tether used to restrain prisoners—impossibly strong and unbreakable without the owner’s authorization.
Luo Le…
He gave up struggling and settled into a comfortable position, leaning back against the seat.
The hovercar came to a stop shortly after.
Without Huo Lanjing needing to say a word, Luo Le followed closely behind him until they entered the house.
Xiao Yuan rushed over, recognizing them, and boomed, Master, Madam, welcome home!
Xiao Yuan, enter sleep mode, Huo Lanjing commanded.
With a beep, Xiao Yuan glided upstairs on its own.
Huo Lanjing settled in the middle of the long sofa. Luo Le glanced at the sofas on either side—perfect, neither was close enough to sit on, leaving him no choice but to share the same sofa.
Luo Le sat down as far away from Huo Lanjing as possible.
Huo Lanjing didn’t seem to notice. He turned his head to glance at Luo Le and said, Let’s talk.
About what? Luo Le asked.
Huo Lanjing thought carefully. Lately, Luo Le had been obsessively bringing up Chen Wuxing every day.
Do you… have some conflict with Wuxing? he asked.
Otherwise, why would Luo Le always ask about their relationship after seeing them together?
Huo Lanjing always addressed Luo Le by his full name.
Luo Le sneered. Wuxing… sounds so sweet when you say it. How rare that you even remember what I asked.
Huo Lanjing disliked Luo Le’s tone it grated on his nerves.
Speak properly, he snapped.
This is my tone. Take it or leave it.
Huo Lanjing couldn’t understand Luo Le’s attitude, like a powder keg ready to explode at the slightest spark.
His gaze burned into Luo Le, but he remained silent.
Sensing his intense stare, Luo Le’s instinctive defiance momentarily faltered.
But the next moment, feeling he was being too cowardly, he straightened his posture, determined not to lose face.
You mentioned divorce. Is it because of him? Huo Lanjing asked.
Luo Le wanted nothing more than to smash a brick over his head.
Stop blaming others for everything. I’m divorcing you, and it has nothing to do with anyone else.
He saw Huo Lanjing’s brow furrow slightly, as if lost in a puzzle.
Tired of wasting time, Luo Le cut to the chase. I know you—and the entire Huo family—dislike me. You only tolerated me because of the marriage agreement. I liked you, so I didn’t care.
But everyone gets tired eventually, Huo Lanjing. I’m tired. Divorce is better for both of us. Besides, we’ve fulfilled our elders’ wishes. Even though I don’t like Huo Fei, she was right about one thing we’re not compatible.
Huo Lanjing had never imagined Luo Le would one day say those words we’re not compatible.
A thousand tangled threads twisted in his mind, yet he couldn’t grasp the right one.
He paused, then asked, Not suitable?
Luo Le’s lips curved slightly. Isn’t it obvious? From our personalities to our values, including our views on marriage, we’re incompatible. You want a gentle, obedient wife who waits for you, while I… I don’t have that kind of dedication. A few years was enough for me. I want a soulmate who keeps me in their thoughts and stays by my side. Since neither of us can meet the other’s needs, let’s end this now before it gets ugly.
With each word, Huo Lanjing’s breathing grew heavier. Luo Le is just upset that I don’t spend enough time with him, he thought.
Furious, Huo Lanjing seized Luo Le’s chin. Luo Le tried to turn away, but Huo Lanjing yanked him back.
Huo Lanjing’s thumb rubbed against Luo Le’s lips. Face, money, power… everything I could give you, I’ve given you. As for companionship… soldiers of the Empire must dedicate their lives to the Empire. I can’t give you that, but you already have more than enough. Luo Le, one can’t be too greedy.
Luo Le tilted his head back and laughed. Yes, you gave all that to me, and gave your love to him.
But that was never what he wanted. All he ever wanted was Huo Lanjing himself.
Huo Lanjing’s deep eyes narrowed. Who is he?
Luo Le said, Huo Lanjing, aren’t you tired of pretending? Does anyone really believe you and Chen Wuxing aren’t involved? With his family background, the Huo Family would never let him through the door. And you’ve had it pretty good these past few years, haven’t you? Having me as a shield to deflect all the trouble.
No wonder you always forbade me from visiting you at the military base. And all these years of marriage, you never marked me or allowed me to carry your child.
At this, Luo Le chuckled. But it’s for the best. Now that we’re divorced, I won’t have to get the mark removed. I’m still marketable, you know. So, I should thank you for sparing me the mark.
As the words left his lips, Huo Lanjing’s hand slowly slid down and stopped, his long, slender fingers hovering around Luo Le’s neck. Under the lamplight, his face was sharply defined, his eyes dark and dangerous, as if contemplating whether to strangle him.
Luo Le tilted his head back, meeting his gaze, his expression daring Huo Lanjing to try.
Huo Lanjing stared at him with predatory intensity, like a hungry wolf ready to pounce.
Thank me for sparing you the mark?
Luo Le shrugged and smiled. Exactly.
Yesterday and today, Luo Le had thanked him twice.
Each time, it left Huo Lanjing deeply unsettled.
When they first married, Luo Le found it nearly impossible to provoke any reaction from Huo Lanjing, no matter what he did.
Huo Lanjing frowned, scrutinizing him from head to toe. Things seem different now.
I’ve said everything I wanted to say, Luo Le said. If you have nothing else, please untie me. I want to go home. We can schedule a time to finalize the divorce later.
The moment Luo Le finished speaking, Huo Lanjing’s expression darkened instantly. The world seemed to flip upside down. Before Luo Le could react, his wrists were pinned above his head, his legs immobilized by Huo Lanjing’s knees.
What are you doing? Luo Le demanded.
Huo Lanjing’s face returned to its usual cold indifference as he looked down at Luo Le. His thin lips parted slightly. Doing what you want.
What I want?
Before Luo Le could voice his confusion, Huo Lanjing leaned in and silenced him with a kiss. The wet, punishing kiss, combined with the snake-like intensity of Huo Lanjing’s gaze, felt like being devoured whole.
In that gaze, Luo Le saw a possessiveness that shouldn’t belong to Huo Lanjing.
How could this be…?
The fierce kiss left Luo Le gasping for air, his senses overwhelmed as his territory was invaded inch by inch. His mind went blank.
Huo Lanjing’s other hand was undoing Luo Le’s buttons, but Luo Le didn’t even notice.
Just when Luo Le thought he was about to suffocate, Huo Lanjing broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Luo Le’s jawline to his neck. Soft, tingling kisses landed there, accompanied by gentle bites.
Luo Le’s face flushed crimson with anger. Huo Lanjing had pinned his hands and feet, leaving him completely immobilized.
He used the only weapon he had left—his lips—to protest, Huo Lanjing, this is… marital… I’m going to… muffled grunts…
Huo Lanjing silenced him with a hand over his mouth, his gaze drifting to Luo Le’s collarbone, where the half-undone buttons lay in disarray.
He nipped lightly at Luo Le’s collarbone, his teeth working open the buttons one by one, down to his abdomen.
Luo Le finally wrenched his mouth free and roared, Huo Lanjing, you fucking let go! I don’t want this! You disgust me! Disgusting!
Huo Lanjing froze instantly, his eyes piercing into Luo Le’s. I disgust you?
Luo Le, having reached his breaking point, spat out the words he had long suppressed You Alphas are all beasts controlled by your pheromones! Can you even restrain yourselves during heat? Chen Wuxing, that beautiful, gentle Omega… censored… it’s disgusting!
A string snapped in Huo Lanjing’s mind. He spun Luo Le around, pinning him against his back.
The moment he released Luo Le’s hands, he unleashed his pheromones. The room instantly filled with the overwhelming scent of cold pine resin.
Under the Alpha’s pheromonal dominance, Luo Le’s body went limp, paralyzed. His own pheromones began to involuntarily secrete.
Huo Lanjing tore off the suppression patch, instantly exposing the red, swollen gland. He leaned in closer.
The moment he drew near, the crisp scent of pomelo washed over him, suddenly soothing his agitated mood.
Huo Lanjing paused, then lowered his head to pepper the area around the gland with dense kisses.
The gland was the most sensitive part of an Omega’s body. Provoked, a jolt of electricity surged through Luo Le’s entire being.
Luo Le gasped, Ah…
As if annoyed by the sound, Huo Lanjing clamped his hand over Luo Le’s mouth.
Mmmph…
This time, Luo Le couldn’t interrupt him, only managing muffled sounds.
Huo Lanjing stared intently at the gland for a long moment, his eyes swirling with unreadable emotions.
After a pause, he lowered his head, his sharp teeth piercing the soft gland.
In that instant, their mental energies intertwined, a warm current flowing through their consciousness.
Luo Le stared in shock at his wrist, pinned by Huo Lanjing’s grip. Why… how had things escalated to this point?
Before he could process the thought, his body suddenly became acutely sensitive and desperate.
He craved Huo Lanjing’s pheromones, his kisses, his warmth.
Every touch, every kiss from Huo Lanjing transformed into jolts of electricity, surging through his mind in waves.
His clothes were torn into strips and tossed haphazardly on the floor, followed by his pants and undergarments…
He hastily wrapped himself in a blanket, curling into a tight ball and sinking into the darkness.
Unbeknownst to him, after he fell asleep, Huo Lanjing gazed at his face, his mind churning with thoughts he couldn’t quite articulate.
At 740 AM, Luo Le’s biological clock roused him from slumber. Before his eyes even opened, his hand instinctively reached across the bed, only to find it empty.
As consciousness returned, he snapped fully awake.