Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? (GL) - Chapter 20
She immediately staggered two steps back, staring blankly at the wall where every stroke of the word “hatred” radiated with intense resentment. Suddenly, her expression changed. Clutching her chest, she squatted down as cold sweat poured from her forehead.
Pain.
Heart-wrenching pain.
Sui Yu could only remain curled up in that position. Even the slightest attempt to straighten her back caused an unbearable surge of pain in her chest, draining all the color from her face.
Was it possible that the original consciousness still lingered in this body? If not, why would just seeing this wall trigger such a strong reaction?
Only after a long time did the searing pain finally subside. But Sui Yu still looked pale. Her gaze remained fixed on the wall, her expression complicated. In her mind’s eye, she could almost see the original owner of this body, eyes wild with madness, carving each stroke of hatred into the wall with a knife—pouring all her resentment into those jagged lines.
But what could have driven the original owner to such a state?
Sui Yu felt her head throbbing. She held her temples, her brain swelling with pressure, yet no matter how she tried, she couldn’t make sense of the mystery before her.
After calming herself, she forced down her discomfort and carefully examined the wall again, hoping to find some hidden clue left behind in a moment of unconsciousness.
But even after a long search, she found nothing else useful on the wall. She stood in silence for a moment, then began methodically searching the rest of the room.
The space was relatively normal. Without the photos of Shen Jueshu that had once lined the walls, it no longer felt so eerie. After a thorough search, she finally found a notebook—and the moment she saw it, her heart nearly jumped out of her chest.
Without a care for the dust, she sat directly on a nearby chair and carefully opened the cover.
January 19, 2055 – Wednesday – Clear skies.
I like her. But she feels so far away—so far that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to even touch the hem of her skirt. But her smile is beautiful, soft like the glow of starlight scattered across the sky. I want to get closer to her, no matter what it takes.
I’ve known her name for a long time—Shen Jueshu. But today, I clearly realized—I like her.
April 25, 2055 – Tuesday – Overcast.
I finished all my coursework early today and asked my mother to take me to the company. I want to start learning early, to prepare for the future. I want to be capable, so I can give the girl I like everything she deserves. But Mother refused. The same mother who has always spoiled me acted like she’d gone mad—eyes bloodshot, screaming hysterically. I was terrified.
There was so much bl00d. She even tried to kill me.
I was so scared.
Sui Yu frowned slightly as she read this. It wasn’t so much a diary as it was a record of the days that had left the deepest mark on the original owner. Considering it was now the year 2064, this would have happened when the original owner was only sixteen years old…
June 30, 2055 – Sunday – Rain.
Mother killed Mom. After cremating her body, she took her own life.
In the final look she gave me, I could still feel that she loved me—but there were also many emotions I couldn’t decipher. That look made me feel ice-cold, like a chill crawling up from the soles of my feet and wrapping around my entire body. I was terrified—terrified I might one day become like her: capable of killing the person I love most.
July 1, 2055 – Monday – Rain.
I had a high fever. But once it passed, I presented as an Alpha. It was the only thing I found comfort in after the chaos that had taken over my life.
Shen Jueshu presented as an Omega. Now that I’ve presented as an Alpha, if we’re together in the future, I can become her natural suppressant.
July 25, 2055 – Thursday – Overcast.
Ever since Mother and the others passed away, Grandpa has changed completely. The once gentle man now constantly wears a gloomy expression. Every time he sees me, he lets out a chilling laugh—one I can’t quite read. It feels like mockery, but also doesn’t. I don’t understand, but I know… he’s the only one I can rely on now.
March 7, 2056 – Wednesday – Overcast.
After becoming an Alpha, I didn’t get closer to Shen Jueshu—instead, I attracted a wave of people wanting to arrange political marriages with me. I didn’t want any of them. So, when Siyue asked for my help, I agreed.
Surely no one would be willing to marry off their Omega to an Alpha like me, who already has a reputation for indulgence at such a young age?
…
June 5, 2057 – Sunday – Rain.
I found out! I know everything now!
Why? Why?!
Why have I never done anything truly evil, yet I’m the one who has to suffer all this?
It’s not fair.
It’s not fair.
None of this is fair!
June 6, 2057 – Monday – Rain.
I know you’re watching.
Reading this line, a chill shot down Sui Yu’s spine. Cold sweat suddenly broke out all over her back. She jerked her head up, eyes scanning the room in alarm. Her hands, still gripping the notebook, had begun to tremble. Her face turned pale.
Who was the “you” the original owner referred to?
And what exactly had she found out?
Sui Yu continued flipping through the diary, but the rest of the entries were of no real use. The journal abruptly ended in 2057, never updated again.
She carefully put the diary away. Just what kind of secrets are buried in the Sui family?
It seemed whatever was going on here involved at least three generations…
She sat in the original owner’s room, dazed. The truth was wrapped in layers of mystery, and she couldn’t even find a single loose thread to pull.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
Startled, she looked down to see the caller ID—it was Shen Jueshu. That surprised her.
She answered the call. On the other end, Shen Jueshu’s cool voice came through:
“A male Omega showed up at the company claiming to be your fiancé. Come pick him up.”
And with that, she hung up.
Sui Yu stared at her phone, now echoing with the flat beeps of a disconnected line, her mind swirling with confusion.
Fiancé? What fiancé?!
She glanced around the room one last time, but ultimately decided to head to the company. She had to see for herself just what kind of “fiancé” had crawled out of some forgotten corner.
As she made her way there, a wave of frustration began to build. Everyone else who transmigrates into novels gets a system or the original character’s memories—how come she got nothing and is forced to fumble around in the dark?
Other transmigrators conquer the world. She’s stuck solving a mystery thriller?!
When she finally arrived at the company, she could immediately feel the stares of those around her.
Maintaining a calm expression, she locked eyes with Qin Qing, who approached her.
“President Sui, your fiancé is waiting in the reception room on the 25th floor.”
Sui Yu frowned, clearly displeased. “I already have a wife. Where did this ‘fiancé’ come from?”
Qin Qing quickly corrected herself. “I mean—someone pretending to be your fiancé.”
Sui Yu’s expression softened slightly, the frown relaxing.
That’s more like it.
She had a wife.
She wasn’t about to let just anyone claim ties to her.