Fallen General's Omega (BL)
Chapter 114: Jealous

Chapter 114: Jealous

Noelle decides to go to the bathroom in our room, and I silently follow him up the stairs, curiosity tugging at my heart. I settle on the bed, waiting for what feels like an eternity—an hour, to be exact. Growing concerned, I get up and quietly make my way to the bathroom, only to find him standing there, lost in thought.

"Okay," I say, breaking the silence as I approach him. Without hesitation, I scoop him up into my arms. He fits against me perfectly, a weight I cherish, and I carry him back into the room, where I settle into the rocking chair by the window. The sun begins its descent, casting a warm golden glow around us as we rock gently, enveloped in a comfortable silence.

After a long moment, Noelle finally breaks the quiet. "I’m jealous," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. I’m startled by his admission—jealous?

"What? Why? Of whom?" I ask, genuinely confused by the sudden shift in the conversation.

"Oliver," he replies, his tone small and vulnerable.

"Huh?" I blink, trying to piece together his thoughts. Noelle hesitates, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"It’s not what you think; it’s just that..." He sighs, a heavy sound filled with emotion. "He’s pregnant."

I blink at him, still trying to grasp where this is going. "Okay...?" I prompt, genuinely unsure of how to respond.

"We’ve been married for three months, Thorne, and look at me! In one night, Oliver is pregnant? It’s not fair." His voice trembles slightly, and suddenly I understand the source of his distress.

Leaning down, I press a gentle kiss to his forehead, squeezing him tighter in my arms. "Don’t worry about it. With the amount of work we’re putting in, it’s bound to happen sooner or later," I reassure him, hoping to lift his spirits.

He chuckles softly, though the sound is tinged with unease. "I’m serious, Thorne."

"My beloved star," I murmur, running my fingers softly through his hair, feeling the tension in his body. "You know it’s hard to conceive outside of heat for male omegas."

"I know, but—" he begins, but I gently interrupt him.

"Besides, didn’t Oliver take a drug to induce his heat?" I remind him, trying to steer the conversation toward the logical.

"I’m just scared. With my irregular and extremely scarce heats, it makes me even less likely than the average omega to have a child." His voice trembles, revealing the insecurity that lingers beneath the surface.

"My beloved star, what are you rushing for? Am I not enough?" I ask softly, searching his gaze for reassurance. "Besides, we have all our lives ahead of us."

"I don’t know... I guess I’m insecure about my irregular heats or something. I’ve always wanted to have a child since I knew I was an omega, and now I want to have your child. I don’t know..." His voice trails off, leaving an unspoken weight in the air.

Reaching down, I let my left hand drift to his waist, slipping under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin against my fingertips. "Let’s get practicing then," I say playfully, determined to lighten the mood.

Noelle laughs, a bright sound that fills the room, before leaning in to kiss me. I savor the taste of his lips against mine, feeling a sense of warmth and love wash over me. In this moment, all my worries melt away, leaving only the two of us, tangled together in the soft light of the setting sun.

***

I stare at the cake sprawled across the floor, the unfortunate casualty of a moment of chaos, and turn my gaze to the culprit. Oliver glares back at me, and I feel a wave of frustration wash over me. But I force myself to hold it in. You can’t blame a pregnant Omega for their actions, I remind myself, mentally counting to ten to steady my nerves.

With a resigned sigh, I kneel down to clean up the mess. "I said I wanted a banana-flavored cake!" Oliver complains from his perch on the bed. I clench my jaw, knowing full well that he actually specified strawberry. But arguing with a pregnant man isn’t a battle I’m eager to take on.

"Sure," I reply, trying to keep my tone light as I leave the irritated Oliver behind. The sun is setting, and I need to hurry before all the cake shops in town close for the night.

I make my way to the stables, mounting one of the horses with urgency. The ride into the city is brisk, the wind whipping through my hair as I focus on reaching my destination.

About thirty minutes later, I return with a box containing a strawberry cake and have arranged for an assortment of every other flavor to be delivered behind me. I chuckle inwardly; I didn’t anticipate that my hard-earned money would be spent on cakes. But life is full of surprises, and if someone told me a year ago that I would be in this situation, I would think they’ve lost their marbles.

I head up to my room on the second floor, excitement bubbling inside me at the thought of presenting the cakes to Oliver. However, when I step inside, the room is empty. I set the cake down on a nearby table and begin searching for him.

"Oliver?" I call out, but receive no response. Just then, I hear a groan emanating from the bathroom. My heart sinks as I rush toward the sound, finding him hunched over the toilet. It hurts to see him like this, but I push my concern aside. He is carrying my child, after all; this is just part of it.

"You look stunning," I say, unable to resist the urge to tease him. I love getting a rise out of him, especially when his beautiful features are so expressive.

He glances at me, his vibrant green eyes shooting daggers in my direction, and I can’t help but admire how some of his blonde hair sticks to his face, framing his striking features. He is so beautiful, far more than I feel I deserve. In moments like this, I often think he should have ended up with someone like Thorne, a man of power. I feel a pang of sympathy for him.

"Why, thank you for the compliment," he replies, sarcasm lacing his words.

"Help me up," he says, and I immediately extend a hand to him. I pull him to his feet, my heart swelling with affection despite the circumstances.

As he leans against me for support, I realize it’s going to be a long couple of months. But as challenging as it will be, I feel a sense of anticipation and excitement for the journey ahead, knowing that we will face it together.

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