After the Divorce, the Heiress Omega Regretted It - Chapter 22

Luo Yunye had been through countless transmigrated worlds. Most of the time, she ended up as a villainous supporting character who met a bad end or as the second female lead—loyal, heartbroken, and ultimately discarded. The most she ever got were some hugs with the female lead—never even a kiss.

But she never minded. Those fleeting stories didn’t matter. The heartbreak, the longing, the tragic devotion—none of it was real. She had never truly fallen for anyone in all those lives.

But now… something was different.

This time, it felt like she was losing herself—like she wasn’t the one possessing Qin Yiwan, but rather the one being slowly possessed. Yiwan was creeping into every corner of her heart, filling it completely. And that overflowing love? It was becoming too much to contain.

“A’Wan…”

Her hands never stopped moving as she kissed the woman gasping softly in her arms. Skin pressed to skin, heat building between them—it felt like no amount of intimacy would ever be enough.

Her kisses trailed from forehead to cheeks, lips to neck, collarbone, and lower. Qin Yiwan trembled like a leaf floating on water, her slender waist rising and falling with every breath.

Luo Yunye lifted her thigh, her long hair sweeping gently over Yiwan’s skin, making her shiver and bite her knuckle to muffle a whimper. She tried to resist, but Luo Yunye locked her legs in place, leaving her no room to escape.

When Yiwan tried to push her away, their fingers laced together instead. That strange yet intoxicating sense of being completely possessed—body and soul—left tears welling in her eyes. Her heart was full to bursting. She loved Luo Yunye. She loved her so much it hurt.

“Yunye… Yunye…”

She kept calling her name through her muffled sobs until she whispered, “I love you.”

Luo Yunye pulled her into a tight embrace, kissed her forehead, and gently soothed her trembling shoulders. Her voice was low but sincere.
“A’Wan, I love you too.”

She had hoped her A’Wan would wake up one day and choose to be with her. But even now—trapped in a dream, with the future uncertain—this moment felt enough.

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The next morning, Luo Yunye had thought she would wake up alone in reality. But when she opened her eyes and found that warm figure still curled in her arms, the disappointment in her heart melted away in an instant.

Qin Yiwan was still asleep.

Luo Yunye couldn’t resist brushing a kiss against her cheek. The urge grew stronger, and soon she was kissing her lips, gently prying them open, tangling their tongues together.

Disturbed in her sleep, Qin Yiwan frowned and opened her eyes. At first, she froze, startled and stiff. But the moment she caught a familiar scent, her heart relaxed.

Still… why would she dream something like this?

Before she could fully gather her thoughts, Luo Yunye’s kisses were already trailing downward. Yiwan panicked for a second, quickly bringing her hands to her chest. Her heartbeat raced, and her cheeks turned crimson.

“What are you doing here?”

Her voice was cool and calm, but to Luo Yunye, it felt like a bucket of ice water had been dumped on her. Her entire body tensed.

She looked up into Yiwan’s emotionless, indifferent gaze—and in that moment, Luo Yunye realized this wasn’t her A’Wan. Her bl00d seemed to run cold. The usually composed Luo Yunye suddenly found herself flustered, unsure what to do.

Qin Yiwan saw the embarrassment on her face and assumed she was just afraid of being blamed. Her voice softened.
“You should probably get off me first.”

Luo Yunye rolled onto her back, lying beside her. She tugged the blanket over both of them and stared up at the ceiling, heart pounding wildly in her chest.

The one thing she didn’t want to happen… had happened.

They lay there in silence for a long time. Neither said a word.

Yiwan thought it was just some strange dream and didn’t know how to bring it up.

Luo Yunye, on the other hand, was wracked with guilt and shame—like she’d been caught red-handed. She was still tangled up in the emotions her A’Wan had left behind. She didn’t know how to face this version of Qin Yiwan.

Yiwan wasn’t one to laze around in bed. She tried to get up, but the moment she realized she wasn’t wearing anything, she lay back down under the covers. Staring at the ceiling, she asked,
“Where are my clothes?”

“I’ll go get them.”

Luo Yunye wasn’t dressed either, but she didn’t seem embarrassed. She got up, spotted their discarded pajamas and underwear from the night before, and casually picked them up, tossing them onto the couch.

Yiwan’s eyes followed her movements. She caught a glimpse of her bare back and those long legs—and then watched as Luo Yunye bent down, her backside sticking up. Yiwan’s cheeks burned even hotter, her breathing turning shallow.

While Luo Yunye stepped into the closet to find fresh clothes, Yiwan pulled the blanket back and looked at herself.

Did they… sleep together last night?

Why couldn’t she remember a thing?

The confusion only lasted a second before Yiwan reminded herself—this was a dream. It wasn’t real. No need to overthink it.

Luo Yunye returned wearing a long dress and handed Yiwan another. When Yiwan got up to change, Luo Yunye thoughtfully turned away.

After getting dressed, Yiwan went to the bathroom to wash up. As she brushed her teeth, she caught sight of the red marks on her neck and collarbone—and the bite marks on the back of her hand. Her brows furrowed slightly. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t recall what happened.

Dreams could be absurd like that. She decided not to dwell on it.

When she came out, Luo Yunye was sitting on the sofa, casting anxious glances at her.

Yiwan had covered the marks on her neck with concealer but didn’t bother hiding the ones on her hand. As she raised her hand to fix her hair, Luo Yunye’s sharp eyes spotted the bite mark. She immediately stood up and walked over, gently taking her hand.

“Does it still hurt?” she asked softly, concern written all over her face—it didn’t seem the least bit fake.

Yiwan calmly pulled her hand away. “It doesn’t.”

“Jiejie…”

Luo Yunye suddenly pulled her into a tight hug, her voice full of longing. “Don’t bite yourself next time. Bite me instead.”

Yiwan didn’t know how the bite happened, but judging by how fresh it was, it must’ve been during… last night. And judging by Luo Yunye’s words, she had been the one who couldn’t hold back and bit herself.

Her ears turned red, though she managed to keep her face composed. She gently pushed Luo Yunye away.
“I don’t remember what happened last night. Let’s just… forget it ever happened.”

She didn’t wait to see Luo Yunye’s reaction. She stepped around her, headed downstairs, and left for work.

Luo Yunye watched her go, feeling as though her heart had been hollowed out. She didn’t know what to do next.

Only after a long while did she realize—the room had changed.

In her A’Wan’s dream, the room was filled with warm tones. Pink sheets. Cozy vibes.

But in this dream of Qin Yiwan’s (another personality), everything was cool-toned. The sheets were a soft, textured gray. Comfortable, sure—but distant.

Environment really did affect the heart.

Luo Yunye felt a little cold inside, just sitting in that room. She used to follow wherever Yiwan went. But now? She didn’t even know how to face her.

So, she wandered.

She wandered through vast grasslands, quiet village paths, a long bridge over a lotus pond after rain, and endless deserts beneath golden skies. But somehow, no matter how far she went…

She ended up standing beneath the building where Qin Yiwan worked.

She’d seen the whole world, yet her heart stayed rooted in the same place—by her side.

Even if it was only for a day, she still wanted to be near her.

She’d wait.

For her, A’Wan.