Chapter 44: The Chains That Bind Him Broke Pei Jiqing felt that this world...

things like this had happened quite a bit in the past four years.

It started with Chen Huixing, who suspected something was going on between Pei Jiqing and the family's male servant.

Even a brief glance was a suspicious signal in his eyes.

Pei Jiqing's appetite had been poor for six months after giving birth to Xiaonan.

Chen Huixing hired a new chef with a strong resume and excellent cooking skills, but no matter how exquisite the food was, Pei Jiqing would only reluctantly eat a few bites.

Pei Jiqing's emotions were very distinct at that time. When he saw Chen Huixing, his eyes would darken, like the light that couldn't penetrate on a cloudy day. When he wasn't around, he was calm, but that calmness was a bit empty, like a glass of water that had been left out for a long time, neither hot nor cold, just bland.

Chen Huixing had only seen them once: Pei Jiqing and the chef in the kitchen, one teaching, the other learning.

The knife's blade clattered lightly against the cutting board. Pei Jiqing occasionally asked questions, and the chef would correct his knife grip, using only his gloved fingers to guide him. The scene was harmonious.

This, however, infuriated Chen Huixing.

Chen Huixing always told Pei Jiqing to be a virtuous Omega and play his part, but he never actually asked anyone to teach him anything.

The next day, the chef disappeared.

Pei Jiqing asked, and Chen Huixing's eyes darkened. "Why are you thinking about him?"

It was then that Pei Jiqing first clearly recognized the S-level Alpha traits in Chen Huixing.

Suspicion followed him like a shadow, his temper flared quickly and fiercely, and his possessiveness was suffocating.

It felt like a fire was burning in his blood, hot and humid, never at peace.

The once calm and composed Chen Huixing seemed like a thing from a lifetime ago.

Pei Jiqing couldn't remember when it all started, perhaps when their conflicts were growing.

Chen Huixing gradually couldn't suppress his true nature, and the disguise he had accumulated over time finally began to crack.

Or perhaps his gentle appearance was just a disguise, and now it was torn off.

Pei Jimo sometimes thought that maybe Chen Huixing had always been like this in his bones, but he hadn't seen the whole of him before, just like a photo without a filter, which would reveal its original sharp and real outline.

Something big happened in the first two years, and the military purged one thing after another.

Chen Huixing had people bleed, and one shameful thing after another happened.

Liang Yi found out and asked for a string of Buddhist beads for him, saying that it could calm his mind.

After Chen Huixing began to use the Shen family, Liang Yi made a special trip down from the mountain. They talked in the study all night, and it was unknown what they talked about. Liang Yi left at dawn. Pei Jiqing stood in the corridor on the second floor, quietly watching his back.

Liang Yi suddenly turned around, looked up and said to him: "The chain that tied him is broken. People who have no scruples will sooner or later hurt the people they care about the most. Jiqing, watch him."

Pei Jiqing didn't understand what that meant. He thought he was the one who couldn't tie up this beast.

At first, it was just the male servant who suddenly resigned. Later, Chen Huixing's Alpha subordinates who often came to the house and the neighbors who always liked to look for Pei Jiqing also gradually stopped coming.

Pei Jiqing found that he could see fewer and fewer people every day. In the end, in the huge villa, Xiaonan was taken out to class by his aunt, and sometimes the only person he could look up at was Chen Huixing.

This discovery made Pei Jiqing stunned at first, and then he felt it was ridiculous.

They had obviously come to this point, but Chen Huixing still stubbornly refused to divorce.

Now they are like two wild beasts trapped in a cage, confronting each other vigilantly.

Chen Huixing watched his every move with suspicion, preventing him from doing anything out of line; while Pei Jiqing was also on guard, worried that Chen Huixing would vent his anger on an innocent person one day.

When Pei Liang was desperate and found him again, Pei Jiqing deliberately made him wait in the reception room for two hours.

He came to see him, with no money left, and knelt in front of Pei Jiqing, hugged his legs and said shamelessly that he knew he was wrong and would save him one last time.

Pei Jiqing leaned close to him and said that there was nothing he could do.

A week later, Pei Liang was said to have been found unconscious in a warehouse. The diagnosis said "multiple soft tissue contusions", and his hands seemed to be damaged by repeated collisions. He just touched Pei Jiqing.

Chen Huixing couldn't stand other people touching him.

Chen Huixing did find out the truth about the car accident.

But what he didn't know was that Pei Jiqing really liked him.

He wondered what Chen Huixing's reaction would be if he knew that his feelings back then were true? Pei Jiqing thought again, it was so disgusting, if Chen Huixing knew, he might as well die.

Pei Jiqing understood better than anyone that Alphas like Chen Huixing were born with a morbid possessiveness. Once they marked something, they would refuse to let go like a wild animal marking its territory.

This obsession was deep in his bones, and he couldn't change it, nor could he escape it.

Chen Huixing was never a romantic person. Their wedding looked grand on the surface - the most expensive hotel in the city, imported flowers covering the entire auditorium, and Pei Jiqing's handmade suit was worth seven figures.

Now think about it, those so-called romantic scenes were nothing but fantasies that Pei Jiqing wove for himself.

When Wei Ji was forced to leave, he told Pei Jiqing that he would definitely come back.

Pei Jiqing watched everything happen in a trance, unable to do anything.

That night Pei Jiqing went to the guest room. Chen Huixing stood at the door of the master bedroom and looked at him for a long time. In the end, he said nothing and just closed the door gently.

He and Shen Huixing slept together only a handful of times throughout the year, only briefly satisfying their sexual needs during estrus and susceptible periods. After each act, Pei Jiqing felt a tightness in his throat, and he always craved a cigarette. During that time, he would ask for cigarettes whenever he saw someone he knew, as if the nicotine could dilute the lingering pheromone smell on his body.

One day, while cleaning the room, Sister Zhang couldn't help but advise him, "Mr. Shen provides you and the young lady with your food, clothing, and daily expenses. It's okay to be a little soft on him."

Pei Jiqing's face changed instantly, as if he had been slapped in public. He stood up abruptly, his chair scraping harshly against the floor. "Did I beg him to support me? I have hands and feet, I'm not his pet!"

Sister Zhang, unaware of the deeper twists and turns between them, simply sighed, "If we keep this awkward, what if Mr. Shen finds someone else outside..."

"Then I'd love it," Pei Jiqing sneered.

The bathroom was still filled with steam at night. When Pei Jiqing came out wiping his hair, Chen Huixing was already blocking the door.

He wanted to move around sideways, but was pressed against the wall. Chen Huixing's arm was across his waist, his hot palm pressed against the wet bathrobe, his eyes fixed on him: "Do you really think so?"

Pei Jiqing knew that the conversation in the afternoon had been heard. The corners of Chen Huixing's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt it was ridiculous. This man who installed cameras all over his house and analyzed every word he said was now questioning his sincerity.

It was impossible for him to say soft words and fall on his knees to beg him.

Those friends who were forced away and the life under surveillance had long since worn away the obedience in his bones.

"Where did you leave the real 90%?" Pei Jiqing heard his voice tremble. "Honestly, if you keep going like this, you'll be doomed sooner or later. A mental hospital is your best destination."

Pei Jiqing saw his Adam's apple roll, and suddenly smiled. "Thank you for your concern. For you and our daughter, I won't go in."

The hairs on the back of Pei Jiqing's neck stood up. As Chen Huixing's kiss pressed down on him, he gritted his teeth, letting the saliva pool in his mouth, refusing to swallow it.

Every time Chen Huixing lost control, he would throw him into the bed. When Xiaonan was two and a half years old, her soft fingers touched the bruise on his neck, and she blinked her innocent eyes and said, "Daddy, it hurts."

Pei Jiqing lowered his head to kiss his daughter's fingertips, but a dark thought welled up in his mind: I wish Chen Huixing had gone completely insane. The thought coiled around him like poison ivy; he could even imagine Chen Huixing bound to the hospital bed in restraints.

A lunatic should be in a mental hospital, not pretending to be a role model father to his daughter.

A few days later, news came that Yan Jiu was robbed, his right hand was broken, and he was locked in a small dark room for three whole days. He drank an unknown liquid when he was dizzy from hunger, and his throat was burned so that he could hardly speak.

When Pei Jiqing heard this, only two words came to his mind: he deserved it.

That young master Yan probably didn't remember that one year at the TV station's annual meeting, Yan Jiu, under the influence of alcohol, blocked a new host who had just taken office for a short time in the corner of the bathroom. When Lao Yu brought people to the rescue, Yan Jiu staggered back, cursing "bitch" in an obscene way.

Two words of "bitch" may not be uttered in a lifetime - Yan Jiu is afraid that he will never be able to settle this account in his lifetime.

Pei Jiqing feels that retribution in this world sometimes comes at the right time.