The Amnesiac Omega Who Reels Me In Every Day – Chapter 89
by Little PandaOwing Nothing
“There is nothing in this world that must be held onto”
Did Jiang Youwan owe her?
Jiang Jinyi froze. At this moment, she wondered—what did Jiang Youwan owe her?
Five years ago, her arrival was indeed a conspiracy.
Did Jiang Youwan owe her because of that conspiracy?
After everything they had been through later, things had gradually changed. What lay between them could no longer be explained by how it all began.
Jiang Jinyi might have known, but she had never faced it.
More than anyone, Jiang Youwan did not want their relationship to have started because of a conspiracy.
Jiang Youwan would have preferred that the way they came to know each other was pure and beautiful.
But such was fate.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Jiang Jinyi’s vision was filled with tears. Without pausing to wipe them away, she scooped Jiang Youwan up in her arms, ignoring everyone else, and carried her into another car, ordering the driver to rush to the hospital at top speed.
Held in her embrace, Jiang Youwan leaned against her shoulder. Perhaps because she was too exhausted, she felt incredibly sleepy—it hurt and she was tired—so she let Jiang Jinyi nervously check her wound and slowly closed her eyes.
It had been so long since she had been in this embrace. Having lost and regained it, she should have clung tightly like before, terrified she might disappear again.
But she didn’t.
She was no longer afraid.
Jiang Jinyi found the wound on her shoulder and used her clothes to help stop the bleeding, her heart aching as if sliced by a knife.
She would rather have taken the bullet herself.
Soon, both cars stopped at the hospital. Jiang Youwan was rushed into the emergency room, while Jiang Ningshu was arranged to have her medical devices removed and undergo a full-body examination.
These two people—the two most important people in Jiang Jinyi’s life.
Secretary Song said to her, “You wait here for her to come out. Chairman Jiang, I’ll take care of her.”
Jiang Jinyi lowered her head. “…Mm.”
Secretary Song comforted her, “It will be fine. They will both be fine. All the suffering and hardship is over. Xiao Jin should be happy right now.”
Was all the suffering and hardship over?
But Jiang Youwan was injured, still suffering, and so was Mom.
Jiang Jinyi lowered her eyes, bit her lip, and blinked back her tears, forcing them down.
Don’t cry.
Not long after, Jiang Youwan was wheeled out of the emergency room and admitted to a ward. Dressed in a clean hospital gown, her shoulder wrapped in bandages, she had fallen into a coma. With an IV drip attached and her face pale, she looked so fragile that she might shatter at a touch.
The first thing Jiang Jinyi did was ask the doctor about her condition. The doctor said, “Fortunately, the bullet didn’t hit the bone; it just grazed the flesh. It didn’t cause major damage and poses no threat to the baby in her womb. But it was truly a close call. If the position had been slightly more…”
Jiang Jinyi listened intently, suddenly realizing something was off. Thinking she had misheard, she blankly asked the doctor to confirm, “Doctor, did you say… the baby in her womb…?”
The doctor was also surprised. “You didn’t know? She’s already over two months pregnant.”
“Pregnant…” Jiang Jinyi was even more stunned. She stuttered several times before barely managing to ask clearly, “Over two months?”
The doctor nodded. “Yes, over two months now. This is a critical period. She needs to be well protected. She cannot go through such a dangerous ordeal again.”
Jiang Jinyi’s brain buzzed, unable to process it. She barely heard what the doctor said afterward, remembering only one thing.
Jiang Youwan was pregnant…
The doctor had left. Only she and Jiang Youwan remained in the ward. Jiang Jinyi finally gathered her wits, raised her eyes to look at the woman on the bed, her eyes holding too many emotions.
She walked somewhat stiffly to the bedside, sitting down with extreme care on the very edge of the bed, terrified of touching Jiang Youwan.
Her wet lashes trembled violently. She pressed her lips tightly together, looking at Jiang Youwan’s pale sleeping face, then moved her gaze down to her abdomen.
She raised her hand and carefully touched Jiang Youwan’s abdomen, but as if burned, she yanked her hand back sharply.
Like she was startled, or perhaps awestruck by life, terrified of causing harm.
Inside, there was a life. It was her and Jiang Youwan’s child.
From when she and Jiang Youwan had completed the marking…
An indescribable guilt surged up. Jiang Jinyi turned her head away, brows knitted and eyes full of tears. She covered her mouth and nose tightly with both hands, preventing her whimpers from escaping.
She ran out the door, slapped herself hard twice, and squatted against the ward door, somewhat broken down, sobbing uncontrollably.
Back then, she had only thought of herself, thinking only of escaping quickly, never considering whether Jiang Youwan might get pregnant.
She truly couldn’t imagine how Jiang Youwan had endured this period. She knew how vulnerable and sensitive a completely marked and pregnant omega could be—even with an Alpha by their side, they could feel anxious and uneasy, let alone without one.
A pregnant omega without an Alpha’s companionship was like someone abandoned in the barren wilderness—struggling to survive.
How miserable must Jiang Youwan have been these past two months? Would she touch her belly and sorrowfully tell the child, “Your other mommy abandoned us both”?
How heartbroken must she have been when her gland was gouged out? How desperate must she have been when she discovered the pregnancy without her by her side?
How did she hold on for these two months? How did she get through them?
Jiang Jinyi didn’t dare to imagine that scene. Her heart felt like it was pierced by a thousand needles. She braced herself against the ground, coughing violently, unable to catch her breath.
Just then, Song Lian pushed a wheelchair-bound Jiang Ningshu over. Jiang Jinyi quickly wiped her tears with her sleeve, stood up, and asked anxiously, “How is Mom’s body?” She tried to hide it, but the sob in her voice was impossible to conceal.
Jiang Ningshu’s medical devices had been removed, and she had also finished her full-body examination.
She looked up at her tearful daughter and said easily, “Mom is doing fine. No major issues, just long-term malnutrition. I need to nourish my body properly.”
“What about your legs?” Jiang Jinyi asked nervously.
“Mm… I just tried. I can walk with someone supporting me. The doctor said that if I stick to rehabilitation exercises, there’s a high chance I can recover like a normal person.” Jiang Ningshu smiled, trying to reassure her.
Who knew Jiang Jinyi’s sob would grow even thicker. “You make it sound so easy…”
Staying in that dark little room for five years—that kind of suffering was truly unimaginable for an ordinary person.
Jiang Ningshu raised her hand. Jiang Jinyi sniffled, bent down, and offered her head to her hand, letting her rub it. “I’m really fine. I’ll slowly get better. Mom is alive and well. Why is Xiao Jin crying? You should be happy.”
Jiang Jinyi pouted and whimpered softly, “I just really want to cry…” Returning to Mom’s side felt like returning to childhood—fearing nothing, acting spoiled and willful as she pleased.
Jiang Jinyi took over the wheelchair from Song Lian and pushed Jiang Ningshu back to her ward, which was right next to Jiang Youwan’s. After helping her onto the bed, Jiang Jinyi knew she should be catching up with her mom and caring for her, but most of her mind had drifted to Jiang Youwan, making her somewhat distracted.
Naturally, Jiang Ningshu could see her distraction and said with an unclear meaning, “The relationship between Xiao Jin and Jiejie seems unusual?”
This phrase “Xiao Jin and Jiejie” inexplicably made Jiang Jinyi feel guilty. In Mom’s eyes, Jiang Youwan was still the older sister she had brought back, yet she had gotten involved with her sister like this…
That wasn’t even the most important thing. Most importantly, Jiang Jinyi was afraid Mom wouldn’t accept Jiang Youwan’s true identity.
In an instant, various melodramatic scenarios of wealthy mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law played out in Jiang Jinyi’s mind.
“Mom, she, she…”
“Mm?”
Jiang Jinyi gritted her teeth, no longer timid, and said directly, “Mom, she actually isn’t your eldest daughter. She is pregnant with my child!”
She observed Jiang Ningshu’s reaction. If she detected even a hint of displeasure, she would immediately act spoiled, throwing a tantrum and threatening suicide—she had to make Mom accept Jiang Youwan.
Jiang Ningshu was surprised for two seconds. Seeing Jiang Jinyi’s look of having thrown all caution to the wind, she couldn’t help but sigh, finding it magical: “Xiao Jin actually differentiated into an Alpha, and even got an omega pregnant…”
Jiang Jinyi’s face flushed slightly, and she unnaturally averted her eyes.
Why did Mom make her sound like a rogue…
“Why are you shy? Am I wrong?” Jiang Ningshu teased her intentionally, lightening the mood.
Jiang Jinyi sensed that her mom didn’t seem surprised or resistant to her relationship with Jiang Youwan. Pressing her advantage, she grabbed her mom’s hand and earnestly told her about Jiang Youwan’s true identity. Before her mom could respond, she repeatedly emphasized that Jiang Youwan hadn’t done anything to harm the Jiang family and that she had managed the company exceptionally well these past few years, and so on and so forth.
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Who knew, Jiang Ningshu opened her mouth and said, “I already knew.”
Jiang Jinyi froze. “Ah?”
“You… knew?”
“When I wanted to bring her back, I wanted to tell her the truth and pull her out of her sea of suffering. I didn’t expect plans to change so fast. But now it seems she already knows everything. As for the rest, I think you’d prefer for her to tell you herself.”
Jiang Ningshu knew what her daughter was worried about. “In short, don’t worry. Mom won’t stop you from being together.”
“Really?” Jiang Jinyi’s peach blossom eyes were wet and sparkling, full of joy.
Jiang Ningshu touched Jiang Jinyi’s face to reassure her. “I didn’t expect that after being away for five years, I’m about to become a grandmother. I’m getting old~” When she said this, Jiang Ningshu glanced at Song Lian with an ambiguous look.
“Not old, you’re not old at all!” Jiang Jinyi quickly shook her head, emphasizing, “Mom is clearly not old! Just as young and beautiful as before!”
Song Lian, who hadn’t spoken, also nodded at this moment. Her thin lips parted slightly as she softly uttered, “Not old.”
As Song Lian spoke, an undercurrent surged in her sharp eyes. She gave Jiang Ningshu a meaningful look. Jiang Ningshu imperceptibly curled her lips and said to Jiang Jinyi, “What Xiao Jin needs to do most right now is go accompany your omega.”
“Here with Mom… Secretary Song can take care of me.”
At night, Jiang Youwan still hadn’t woken up. The doctor said she would likely sleep until tomorrow morning. Perhaps because her guilt had become an obsession, Jiang Jinyi felt she couldn’t leave Jiang Youwan for even a moment. She refused to stay at a hotel or sleep on the hospital’s escort bed because it was too far from Jiang Youwan.
She tried many times to make her gland function, wanting to emit a rich blue hyacinth scent to soothe Jiang Youwan, but it didn’t work. Her gland was damaged and unresponsive. Perhaps there was a reaction, but it was so faint that it couldn’t provide much soothing.
Jiang Jinyi was endlessly frustrated, regretful, and insecure.
Actually, there had always been a universally acknowledged saying in society: when an Alpha completely marks an omega, her pheromones no longer belong exclusively to herself. They become the exclusive property of the omega she marked. The omega absolutely has the right to enjoy her pheromones.
She had actually stripped Jiang Youwan of that right.
Now, her mind was full of the grievance in Jiang Youwan’s words from before: “What other omegas have, I don’t have any of it…”
Jiang Youwan really had none of it…
It was too heartbreaking.
All night, Jiang Jinyi didn’t close her eyes to sleep. She kept using her phone to communicate with the attending doctor who had treated her gland before, asking questions she hadn’t cared about or wanted to deal with at all.
For example, the probability of her gland fully recovering, how to make it recover faster, and so on…
Not only that, she also added an authoritative obstetrician, asking all sorts of questions about her omega’s pregnancy.
By five or six in the morning, she was still wide awake without the slightest drowsiness. She stared out the window; the brighter the sky became, the more nervous she got, her heart racing, her breathing uneven…
Dawn broke. After the doctor made rounds, Jiang Jinyi asked what Jiang Youwan should eat now. She then washed up, went out to buy it, and rushed back to the ward at top speed.
It seemed she really had developed a trauma response. Leaving Jiang Youwan for even a second, letting her be alone for even a second, was a form of torture now.
When she hurried back to the ward, Jiang Youwan was already awake, sitting up in bed, quiet and still.
Warm sunlight streamed in through the window. Her long hair draped down, devoid of makeup, her lips slightly pursed. With an IV needle in her cold, pale hand, she sat quietly, like a melancholy beauty afflicted by illness.
Jiang Youwan’s long lashes fluttered. She turned her head to look at Jiang Jinyi, making no reaction to her stunned expression.
This reaction made Jiang Jinyi’s heart tighten. She thought with regret, I left Jiejie alone again.
At this moment, facing Jiang Youwan, she no longer felt the conflicted agony from before. Her heart was full of only how to compensate her, how to treat her well, how to coax her into happiness.
Her heart and eyes were full of only her.
She spoke first, breaking the silence. “Jiejie…”
She walked in, somewhat afraid to look at Jiang Youwan’s face. Without asking permission, she carefully sat down beside her and opened the lid of the seafood porridge, whispering, “I bought you some seafood porridge. The doctor said this is the best for nourishing your body…”
Jiang Youwan caught sight of the faint red handprint remaining on Jiang Jinyi’s cheek. She neither acknowledged nor denied her words, parting her lips to speak weakly, “How is my injury? Is the child in my womb still there?”
Jiang Jinyi’s heart ached. She quickly told her, “Don’t worry, the child is still there. The bullet didn’t hit the bone; it just grazed the flesh. You’ll heal soon.”
Jiang Youwan breathed a sigh of relief and tried to move her injured arm.
Jiang Jinyi finished preparing the porridge, scooped up a spoonful, and carefully blew on it until it was the right temperature. She reached out to feed Jiang Youwan, but was interrupted by her indifferent tone, “I can eat by myself.”
Jiang Jinyi froze for a moment, raising her eyes to look at her somewhat blankly. Seeing her looking back expressionlessly, an indescribable discomfort welled up in her heart. Her voice grew a bit aggrieved, “Jiejie’s hand is injured. Of course I have to feed you…”
Jiang Youwan didn’t speak. She raised her uninjured right hand, flipped up the small table attached to the hospital bed, and placed it in front of her. “You can put the porridge here. I’ll eat by myself.”
Jiang Youwan’s hand was injured, yet she would rather eat one-handed than let her feed her.
This feeling made Jiang Jinyi panic, anxious, and unwilling.
It shouldn’t be like this. Jiang Youwan loves her the most. Jiang Youwan needs her the most…
How could she not want her to feed her?
How could it not be?
Lu Jing’s words from that day echoed in her mind again. Her expression dimmed. Her fingers tightened, then relaxed. She placed the porridge on the table. Jiang Youwan raised her right hand, bent down, and fed herself.
Quietly. The atmosphere between them was vastly different from before. Jiang Jinyi was so nervous she didn’t know how to speak.
Finally, she gathered her courage and asked cautiously, “Jiejie, you’re pregnant. Why didn’t you tell me?”
She added “Jiejie” to every sentence. She knew Jiang Youwan loved it most when she called her Jiejie.
She was trying to please Jiang Youwan, lowering her own stance completely.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Youwan’s porridge-eating motion paused. She gave an ambiguous snort and smiled bitterly, “Why should I tell Xiao Jin? If I did, would the Xiao Jin of that time have come back?”
“I…” Jiang Jinyi was speechless. She didn’t want to lie, and she wasn’t sure.
Jiang Youwan looked a bit sorrowful. “Xiao Jin didn’t want me so much, so why should I force it? Was I supposed to tie you down with a child?”
“I’m sorry…” Jiang Jinyi lowered her eyes, only able to apologize.
Jiang Youwan quickly recovered, speaking with a light, breezy tone, “There’s nothing to be sorry for. This isn’t your fault. I brought this upon myself. I forced you, and you never needed to take responsibility. I should bear all the consequences myself.”
Jiang Youwan didn’t blame her, but Jiang Jinyi’s heart felt incredibly bitter. She quickly shook her head. “No…”
“It’s all my fault, Jiejie. It’s all my fault. I’m such a bastard…”
Jiang Jinyi looked at Jiang Youwan sorrowfully. Not daring to grab her hand, she piteously clutched the hem of her clothes. Her voice took on a crying tone, sticky and sweet yet aggrieved. She knew that in the past, Jiang Youwan could never resist her like this.
But Jiang Youwan’s expression remained unchanged. She just said calmly, “Things have already come to this. Arguing over who is right and who is wrong, or who made more mistakes—it’s all meaningless now.”
“Don’t worry. I will give birth to this child myself and raise them on my own. I’ve paid back what I owed you, and you don’t owe me anything either…”
Jiang Jinyi panicked and hurriedly interrupted her, her fingers gripping tightly, terrified.
She knew the heartless things she had done were enough to make Jiang Youwan give up on her, even despise and hate her. But she still held onto a sliver of hope. She lowered her stance and asked tentatively, “Jiejie, can you still like me? Can we… still be together?”
Holding her breath, she looked at Jiang Youwan, hoping to see a crack in her expression.
She even hoped Jiang Youwan would call her a bastard, hoped she would throw a tantrum, mock her—anything would do.
But there was nothing.
Jiang Youwan just sighed helplessly and said softly, “Xiao Jin, after everything that’s happened, I’ve let go of a lot. There is nothing in this world that must be obtained, that must be held onto.”
“The more you force it, the more you want to grip it tightly, the faster and further it runs away.”
“I’ve finally endured the days when I needed and desired you the most. I’m already very tired. I don’t want to continue anymore.”
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