The Sickly Omega Is Forced into a Political Marriage

Gentle beauty x older, devoted guard dog. [Complete! One bottle of cola for the full set!] Wangshu was blind as a child and didn't gain a pair of eyes until he was eighteen. After three engagements, every one of his fiances either died or was left disabled. In the capital, people said he was a beautiful but useless Omega, a pretty ornament you wouldn't want to marry. In the end, his uncles used him as a bargaining chip to cover their debts and climb the social ladder, sending him to their rival, the man who had appeared out of nowhere and was about to crush their family. Jiang Xusheng had built his career overseas. He was ruthless, well-connected, and established himself in the capital with astonishing speed. His uncles needed a favor from him, so they sent Wangshu to his bed. When Wangshu got pregnant, they shut the door and became a family with a stranger, sharing a set of dishes and a brand of toothpaste. Everyone said that this unlucky Omega and a ruthless man would find out whose life would last longer. They waited for Wangshu to become a laughingstock, just a plaything in Jiang Xusheng's palm. Wangshu never appeared in public after the wedding. The handsome young master vanished without a trace, and rumors said he'd been tortured until he was disabled. But when Jiang Xusheng reached the top, he slipped away early from the crowds and festivities to go home. The first thing he did was take off his watch, kneel beside the bed, and listen to Wangshu's stomach, his nose affectionately close to the back of Wangshu's neck. Wangshu woke drowsily, his mind hazy, and felt a kiss on the corner of his lips. Jiang Xusheng knelt beside his calves, listening to his rounded belly. His voice was unexpectedly gentle. "Is the baby giving you trouble?" Childhood friends, faux second-chance romance, real unrequited love turned mutual, older love interest, top A turns B, fundamentally BO. Sweet and sour, a pregnancy and baby-raising story, fairly short, around 200,000 words. The following is a preview of a future story, My Subordinate Asked Me to Look After His Wife. A general's subordinate had an affair. He cheated on his wife, but because they were married for political reasons and their families' interests were entangled, he kept putting off the divorce. The general despised people like him as direct subordinates, and had him transferred out. The general hated people who broke the rules, especially those without even the most basic moral standards. But lately, the general needed to get married. For an alpha in a high-ranking position, a stable marriage was an important way to reinforce his career. He suffered from out-of-control pheromones and had to wear a bite guard all the time. Knowing his private life had offended his superior, the subordinate had no choice but to offer his wife as a gift. The subordinate's wife was a family doctor skilled at making pheromone injections. He could also make gorgeous clothes and tailor evening wear for the general. The subordinate's wife moved into the general's house. He was a slender, long-haired Omega, as beautiful as a butterfly, and needed a wheelchair because of his disability. The Omega knew what his husband had done, but swallowed his anger and stayed in the general's house, working hard for his husband's career. He sewed the general's evening clothes by hand and stayed by his side when the general needed an injection of suppressants. He hoped to win the general's favor, so his husband could get his promotion back, and perhaps he could win his husband's heart again, too. The general thought the Omega was incredibly foolish, and looked down on him even more for trying so hard to please a worthless husband. The Omega's hands were soft as he sewed the general's clothes. His pheromones drifted through the air like silk. In the manor, the Omega sat in his wheelchair, sunbathing. A breeze lifted the blanket over his legs, revealing slender, pale ankles. Late at night, the Omega got his long hair wet in the bathroom. Hearing the general come home, he hurriedly got dressed. His wet hair soaked through his white shirt, and his palm-sized face was full of awkward embarrassment. The Omega was clumsy and foolish. His leg condition often flared up late at night, leaving him in so much pain he nearly passed out, taking large amounts of painkillers. When his heat came, he controlled the pain with several times more suppressants than anyone else. When he saw happy photos of his husband and the affair partner, all he did was secretly wipe away his tears in his wheelchair. Then, hearing the general's footsteps as he turned around, he would force a smile and softly ask what the general wanted for dinner. The general watched him cry and bluntly told him it wasn't worth it. The Omega felt even more ashamed and lowered his eyes to his legs. "But who else would want someone like me?" The general touched his tears with a fingertip. They were warm. They tasted salty and sweet, just like his lips. - At last, the subordinate was given permission to divorce. After remarrying his affair partner, he lived happily with them for a year, then got promoted and returned to his old post. He was deeply grateful to his superior. When the subordinate opened the manor gates, his long-vanished ex-wife was sitting in a wheelchair, his belly already very large. The general was covered in scratches, with bite marks on the back of his hand. The wife the subordinate had never valued wore a chain around his ankle, even sitting in a wheelchair. "My wife and I are still newlyweds. I hope you'll understand." - This is a forced possession and a mistress taking the wife's place, with a pregnancy escape plot and pregnancy-related content. The general is an unbeatable, ghostly heartthrob, and the Omega is an unbeatable wife archetype. Theme: Wildfire cannot be extinguished.