[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bl-oops-i-seduced-my-sister-s-fiance-and-now-i-m":3,"chapter-bl-oops-i-seduced-my-sister-s-fiance-and-now-i-m-bl-oops-i-seduced-my-sister-s-fiance-and-now-i-m-chapter-66":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","[BL] Oops! I Seduced My Sister's Fiance (And Now I'm Pregnant)",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},533082,785,"Chapter 66: Unwelcome Guest","bl-oops-i-seduced-my-sister-s-fiance-and-now-i-m-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>I wake up warm, too warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there’s weight on me that wasn’t there when I fell asleep. My brain takes a second to catch up, still foggy with sleep, and then it clicks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m still lying on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My head is pressed against his shirt, one arm draped across his torso, his arm around my shoulders exactly where I put it last night when I asked him to hold me down so I wouldn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh shit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t move once the entire night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which means I’ve been using him as a pillow for...I check the time on the nightstand...seven hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My face burns hot enough to cook an egg on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell was I thinking last night? *If you hold me down like this, I won’t move*? What kind of—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bael shifts beneath me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I freeze completely, every muscle locking up, my breath catching in my throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please be asleep please be asleep please be—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re awake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice is rough with sleep, low and gravelly in a way that does absolutely nothing good for my already chaotic morning brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should definitely move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My brain has apparently shut down completely, leaving me plastered against his chest like some kind of overly attached...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you going to stay there all day?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The amusement in his voice snaps me back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I scramble off him so fast I nearly fall off the bed entirely, catching myself at the last second and ending up in an undignified heap on my side of the mattress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smooth, very smooth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bael sits up, looking infuriatingly composed for someone who just woke up, and I refuse to make eye contact because I can feel him watching me and I absolutely do not want to see whatever expression is on his face right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to shower,\" I announce to no one in particular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I bolt for the bathroom before he can say anything else. The door closes behind me and I press my back against it, staring at the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did I do that yesterday? Why did I ask him to hold me? Why did I...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not thinking about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not dealing with this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shower. Get dressed. Pretend last night never happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time I emerge, fully dressed and having spent an excessive amount of time making sure I look completely normal and unaffected, Bael is already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bedroom is empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Easier this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I head downstairs and find Grandmother in the sitting room with her tea, looking like she’s been awake for hours, which she probably has.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good morning, Runze.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Morning, Grandmother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She studies me for a moment, that sharp assessing look she always has, and I have the uncomfortable feeling she knows exactly what happened last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She can’t possibly know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s no way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look well-rested,\" she observes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My face heats up and I focus very intently on sitting down in the chair across from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The bed is comfortable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did she see?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Wen appears with breakfast and I attack it with more focus than it deserves, chewing slowly, keeping my eyes on my plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normal morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmother sips her tea and doesn’t say anything else about it, which somehow makes it worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m halfway through my congee when I hear footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bael appears in the doorway, already dressed for work in one of those sharp suits that probably costs more than a car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s leaving. He’s going to the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space is good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Distance is...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Runze.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression is perfectly neutral, controlled in that way he always is, but there’s something in his eyes I can’t quite read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t come to my office today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words land flat and matter-of-fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not on a whim,\" he continues, voice even. \"If you need something, call Shen Rui first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he’s already turning to leave, his driver falling into step behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front door closes, and I sit there, staring at my half-eaten breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t come to the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not on a whim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because last time I showed up unannounced, I walked in on him with Xue Lian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time I interrupted their convenient little lunch meeting and made a whole territorial display that probably embarrassed him in front of his... whatever Xue Lian is to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My chest feels tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is Bael reminding me where the boundaries are.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reminding me that yesterday was an exception, not a rule. That I can claim territory in public when it’s convenient for appearances, but I don’t actually get to just show up whenever I want like I have some kind of right to his time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was I expecting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That two days of him being slightly gentler meant anything real?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That ice cream in the fridge and a blanket while I napped translated to actual care?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m so stupid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is a business arrangement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This marriage exists because I’m carrying the heir he needs for his inheritance, the baby that keeps Uncle Ming from taking the company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s all it’s ever been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bael isn’t being kind because he cares about me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s being strategic because he needs this baby, he needs me healthy and compliant and playing the role of perfect spouse when cameras are watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything else...the gentle hands, the quiet gestures, the way he held me last night...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it is just him protecting his investment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I set down my chopsticks, suddenly not hungry anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Runze?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmother’s voice cuts through the spiral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look up and she’s watching me with that sharp, knowing expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eat your breakfast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not a suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pick up my chopsticks and force myself to take another bite even though everything tastes like ash now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could I forget?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could I let myself get confused by small gestures and think they meant something more?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The baby is the key to Bael’s entire future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he’s going to take care of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he’s going to make sure I’m comfortable and fed and rested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It has nothing to do with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It has everything to do with what I’m carrying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I finish breakfast mechanically, tasting nothing, and when I’m done I excuse myself and head back upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The study where I’ve been sketching feels too close to where Bael usually works when he’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can’t be there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t sit in a space that reminds me of yesterday, of him telling me to bring my work to his office so he could \"keep an eye on me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like I’m something that needs monitoring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which I guess I am.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grab my sketchbook and head to one of the other rooms instead, settling into an uncomfortable chair by a window that faces the gardens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My phone buzzes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I almost ignore it, but something makes me check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknown number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My stomach drops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknown: *I’m looking forward to seeing you Saturday. It’s been too long.*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Xue Lian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stare at the message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saturday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gala.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t respond, I just lock my screen and set the phone face-down on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But my hands are shaking slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saturday is in four days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four days until I have to navigate a room full of elite people while Xue Lian is there, while everyone is watching, while I have to prove I belong in this world I was never supposed to be part of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My phone buzzes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flip it over, half-expecting another message from Xue Lian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Zhou: Runze! Just a reminder that the gala is this Saturday at 7pm. I’m sending over the final guest list so you know who to expect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A file attachment appears, I download it and scroll through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Names I recognize from the wedding, from that first spouse circle where they all looked at me like I was an interesting specimen under glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Zhou, obviously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Kim and Mr. Wei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several others I vaguely remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the bottom of the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Feifei - VP of Strategic Development, Li Corporation\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything stops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I read it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feifei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one whose engagement I destroyed, whose fiance I stole, whose entire life I derailed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s going to be at the gala.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the same room where everyone will be watching, where everyone knows exactly what happened between us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can’t breathe properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My chest is too tight, my lungs aren’t working right, and I have to set the phone down before I drop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feifei at the gala, four days away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn’t just about navigating elite social politics anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn’t just about Xue Lian’s games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is about facing my sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person I betrayed worse than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only person who had ever loved the original Runze enough to make inheriting this life feel like theft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I have four days to figure out how to survive it.\u003C\u002Fp>",1515,"2026-05-30T13:48:48.798Z","2026-06-01T04:31:23.281Z",1,"novelbin.me","c11066c0890ee8cfd922c4913835270a6dd82c82630e991f4b3e281e60894882","bl-oops-i-seduced-my-sister-s-fiance-and-now-i-m-chapter-67","bl-oops-i-seduced-my-sister-s-fiance-and-now-i-m-chapter-65",106,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbl-oops-i-seduced-my-sister-s-fiance-and-now-i-m-cover.jpg"]