A Scarred Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 17

Axiu stood up straight, put on his t-shirt again, got off the couch, and walked to the door to pick up the gift box that he had thrown on the ground.

I sat cross-legged on the couch, leaning against a cushion, feeling lazy and not wanting to move, so I let him open it directly.

The gift that Lin Qingshu forced me to accept was beautifully packaged, with pearl-like ribbons crisscrossing and winding around several times. The bow on top was just a decoration and couldn't be untied at all.

Perhaps because it looked too much like a gift from someone else, Axiu held the box and tried hard to open it without damaging the pretty packaging. He studied it with concentration, his brow unconsciously furrowed, and with that face, he was simply charming.

Even though it was my thing, I held my chin and admired his focused work as if it had nothing to do with me. It wasn't until Axiu failed again that I slowly spoke up: "You don't have to be so careful, just use a knife to cut it open. It's not something very important anyway." "231," I raised my hand and called the robot over, "give him the scissors."

With the scissors, unpacking became a very easy task. Axiu quickly peeled the box clean and then handed it to me without any curiosity.

"Don't you want to know what's inside?"

He shook his head, "It's not good to look at gifts from others first."

Tsk.

I reached out and took the box, not thinking much about it, and without any intention of avoiding Axiu, I placed it on my lap and opened the lid directly.

The living room was bright and well-lit, and the contents of the gift box were exposed in front of me and Axiu's eyes.

In the instant I saw what was inside, I took a deep breath, my heart racing, and then with lightning speed, I slammed the lid shut with a loud bang.

I looked up at Axiu, his face full of disbelief, and his complexion that had just recovered became extremely ugly in this short second.

"What is this? Who gave it to you?" He asked me hoarsely, his voice trembling.

To be continued." . . . a colleague." I tried to hide the box behind me, attempting to brush it off.

But Axiu quickly reached out, persistent, tightly gripping the box, his nails leaving deep marks from the force. He trembled slightly, his face almost contorted, and I could almost hear his teeth grinding against each other.

"Tell me!" Axiu suddenly turned his head to stare at me, his voice rough and dry as if containing coarse sand. His gaze was even more fierce than when I saw him in the alley, with a strong and forceful pressure that pushed straight towards me. I instinctively held my breath and widened my eyes.

"Who gave this to you!"

"Where did you get it from- cough, cough!" His voice suddenly became hoarse and he started coughing hard.

Startled, I quickly regained my senses, threw the box onto the sofa, and stood up to pat his back, trying to help him breathe.

"Don't, don't get so worked up." He had me stuttering in fear. I hadn't forgotten his previous violent coughing fit, I couldn't let it happen again, could I?

I tried to help Axiu to the sofa, but he grabbed my hand and wouldn't let go, his veins bulging on the back of his hand as he painfully swallowed his cough.

Axiu was visibly restless, like a trapped animal, hunched over and unable to escape.

I tentatively released pheromones to calm him down, while quickly explaining, "It really was a gift from a colleague! Our company is already in the business of mining crystal energy, and now we're researching mecha. He probably got the meteorite crystal gold from somewhere and made it into a bracelet to give to me!"I paused for a moment, hastily patched up my explanation: "This kind of metal is hard and shiny, and people have long wanted to use it in the field of jewelry. He definitely didn't come up with the idea on his own."