Living With The Arch Enemy Chapter 7

The little cub clung to Grover like a sticky bean bun, hugged his neck and inhaled the pheromones from his body like a storm, which stunned the confinement nanny.

If Grover were to give his evaluation, he looked like a starving ghost reincarnated.

I’ve seen people gorge themselves on food when they’re so hungry, but I’ve never seen a child who’s just a few months old smell so ferocious and cruel when smelling pheromones.

He was even more shocked than when he picked up the cub on the first day.

Grover held the child in one hand, collapsed on the sofa and let him suck, patiently waiting until the little cub was contented and finally fell asleep.

He then handed the child over to the confinement nanny: "I'm going to take a bath first."

The aunt took the child and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced at the child with red eyes from crying distressedly, and couldn't help but admonished: "Mr. Xiao Shen, I think if conditions permit, let the child's mother come over to see the child... He keeps crying like this and keeps getting sick. It's not a solution."

"Well...I'll try my best to contact him." Grover looked worried.

He could only ask Zaizai's parents to find out as soon as possible and take their son back as soon as possible.

"Then why don't you take a picture of the baby and send it to his omega mother?" The confinement nanny suggested in a low voice, "No parent would not love their child. Maybe they will soften their hearts when they see the baby."

Grover thought for a moment: "Okay, I'll consider taking pictures of the baby."

Confinement sister-in-law: "Don't think about it, you believe Auntie, I guarantee you can get your wife back."

"Thank you, I understand." Grover smiled brightly: "You are so enthusiastic. I will definitely give you a big red envelope when I catch my wife."

Smiling on the outside but helpful behind the scenes.

When he hired a confinement nanny, he thought that doing more would be better than doing less. He did not tell anyone that the child was picked up, but only said that his omega had run away from home, which caused the child to suffer from pheromone deficiency syndrome.

The confinement sister-in-law is convinced.

Then he asked his child's omega mother very enthusiastically what kind of personality he had, and taught him some tricks to please the omega and strengthen the relationship between husband and wife.

How could Grover know any omega?

I told the confinement nanny directly about Thomas's personality and character.

...

When Grover thought of Thomas, he suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body, and the more he thought about it, the more disgusted he felt.

Especially now that he still smells of Thomas's pheromones, as if he has been marked by Thomas.

Grover couldn't bear it any longer.

After chatting with the confinement nanny, I rushed into the bathroom without stopping, applied shower gel three times and rinsed it for a full two hours before I finally felt that the smell on my body had disappeared.

I felt completely relaxed.

My stomach, which had been hungry all day, finally found the opportunity to protest with a growl.

Grover went to the kitchen and cooked some fast food for breakfast.

The warm wontons and soup are eaten together to cure all the bad mood of the past few days of nervousness and irritability.

Grover was about to wash the dishes when he saw the confinement sister-in-law hurriedly coming out of the baby room, her eyebrows tightened and her face solemn.

"Mr. Xiao Shen, the child is awake and making a fuss. Can we still give him pheromones today?"

Grover put down his bowl and chopsticks: "I'll go over and take a look."

The little Zaizai was indeed making trouble non-stop as the confinement sister said, but what was surprising was that the child who was only a few months old did not cry loudly, but kept crying in grievance.

Grover picked up the child from the crib.

Release some pheromones a little bit.

The baby seemed to smell something wrong. Not only did he not stop feeling aggrieved, but he started crying out loud!

Grover: "?"

He releases more pheromones again.

Zizi buried himself in Grover's arms for a moment, then took a deep breath and tried to identify whether there were any other flavors in the strawberry flavor. Unfortunately, he couldn't identify any.

That means there is nothing left, not even a trace of it.

The baby was in great pain.

Her chubby little hands were holding Grover's shirt and she was losing her golden beans. The more she cried, the more she collapsed. The tears on her thick eyelashes trembled and slid down the corners of her eyes. When she was extremely wronged, she still choked and couldn't breathe. She was white and tender. His little face turned red from suppressing his emotions.

The two adults were frightened.

Grover didn’t know why his pheromones suddenly became ineffective, but...when he just walked in, the little guy was hugging him happily?

Grover thought for a moment, then quickly took out the clothes that he had thrown into the washing machine but had not had time to wash, and covered the baby with them.

The little Zaizai hugged his shirt and rubbed it with his chubby face. After smelling the desired smell, he finally settled down.

The confinement sister-in-law asked in surprise: "What's going on?!"

Grover shook his head: "Maybe I took too many showers today and the smell of shower gel was too strong."

"Sick babies are so sensitive." The confinement nurse was also surprised.

This was the first time she had seen a baby so picky about pheromones.

Grover couldn't explain clearly.

After comforting the child, he thought about it and decided to take a taxi to the hospital again, and made an appointment with the same gossipy doctor.

As expected, the doctor was also impressed by him.

He even spoke before Grover: "How is the child now?"

Grover frowned and told the doctor everything that was wrong with the baby today.

"It's normal. Babies who lack pheromones are not emotionally stable, so crying and making a fuss is normal." The doctor continued confidently, "Besides, you can't just supplement your child with your own pheromones."

Grover: "Huh? Then we still need to supplement omega's pheromones?"

"Why else is it called 'Parental' pheromone deficiency?" The doctor tapped the table with his knuckles.

"Where can I find an omega for him?" Grover felt that she was even more broken than Zaizai at this moment.

"You are his father, so of course you should look for his omega mother!" The doctor was very surprised, looking at the smart young man, wondering why he couldn't figure it out.

Grover: "I'm really not his father."

"Under normal circumstances, babies in infancy are only sensitive to pheromones from their parents." The doctor looked at Grover with a sad look that could not support the wall. "Your pheromones can comfort the child. Isn't that the best thing?" Proof?"

Grover was speechless.

The world's great wonders.

He, an innocent and handsome young man, could actually be relied on by a puppy-skin plaster that couldn't speak yet.

Grover was numb.

I decisively changed the subject and asked, "Will my frequent release of pheromones have an impact on the susceptible period?"

"It's possible." The doctor waved his hand and explained, "But your level won't affect your susceptibility period."

That's weird.

He entered the susceptible period yesterday, two months early and without any warning. What's even more confusing is that Alpha's susceptible period is at least three days.

But this time the susceptible period was only one night.

The doctor took a sip of tea and was silent for three minutes before speaking: "Is there a possibility that it may not be a susceptible period?"

Grover suddenly had an epiphany.

right!

I feel hot all over, my mouth is dry, my limbs are weak, and my mind is full of other people's pheromones...

This situation, except during the susceptible period.

There is another possibility...