[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-348":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1854737,2462,"Chapter 348: Fast Foward","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-348",348,"\u003Cp>Chapter 349\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m sure I misheard. The jet lag, the anxiety, the stress I’m sure my brain is playing tricks on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" I pull her away just enough to look her in the eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m pregnant.\" Her voice cracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is not a hallucination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pregnant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like pregnant,pregnant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small human. Growing inside her. Rightnow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m so scared.\" Her voice is so small and broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull her back into my arms. Hold her tighter than I’ve ever held anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s okay.\" The words come out automatic, soothing, even though I feel pretty fucking gobsmacked right now. \"We’ll figure it out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m not sure who I’m trying to convince,her or myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s fine, Viv.\" I kiss her temple. \"It’s fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did this happen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Well, you’re an Alpha and she’s an Omega, and you’ve penetrated, knotted, and ejaculated inside her a total of—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I cut off the System.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I understand the mechanics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In my defense, we really should have been careful.Ishould have been careful. I mean it was a possibility technically? What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pregnant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know, man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hold Vivienne close. Her body is trembling against mine, her breath still hitching with leftover sobs. She’s terrified. I can feel it radiating off her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have to be the fucking man here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well. Since I’m an Alpha, I technically am the fucking man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fucking fuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivienne\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne suddenly stands up, pulling me with her. Her hand is warm around mine, steady, certain it’s like she knows exactly what she’s doing, even if I don’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just follow her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We get into a car. She makes a call, saying things I don’t understand I’m just heating.Coming. Gift. Two hours. Spend money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t ask questions. I can’t. My brain is still stuck on the word pregnant, looping it over and over like a record that won’t stop skipping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We stop at a boutique. The kind with no sign outside, where the doors are opened by people who don’t ask questions. Daphne guides me inside. A woman appears with an armful of dresses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I know it, I’m wearing a floral dress—soft, simple, the kind of thing I would have picked for myself if I’d had the chance. Someone is doing my makeup. Someone else is doing Daphne’s, covering bruises I didn’t notice before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruises?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blink. Look closer. There’s a fading yellow at the corner of her jaw, a shadow under her eye that isn’t just exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s up with that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t have time to think about it. We’re moving again. Into another room. A document is placed in front of me. I sign where Daphne points. She signs too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look at the title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marriage Certificate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hand hovers over the paper. Daphne doesn’t pause. She’s already signing, already handing the document to the waiting official, already arranging everything like it’s a business transaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our pictures are taken. We stand side by side, shoulders touching, and a stranger tells us to smile. I don’t know if I do. I can’t feel my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then we’re back in the car. Daphne kisses me—quick, firm, certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll take care of it,\" she says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s gone before I can respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sit in the back seat, the floral dress soft against my skin, the weight of the marriage certificate in my bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s like someone pressed the fast-forward button from the moment I told her. I haven’t caught up yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I step aside just in time. The glass cup shatters against the wall behind me, leaving a wet stain on the wallpaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s already done.\" My voice is calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—you—you—\" Bernard Han clutches his chest. His face goes white. He doubles over, sinking toward the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t tell me he’s going to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watch him. Dramatic, isn’t it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I contemplate letting him die. Just for a moment.But the guilt would kill Vivienne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I call for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s all so dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damien tries to punch me when he gets to the hospital. Tries being the key word. I catch his fist, twist his arm, and shove him back before he can try again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stands there, breathing hard, looking at me like he’s never seen me before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You married her.\" His voice is flat. Disbelieving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look at Bernard’s unconscious form in the hospital bed. The monitors beep. The IV drips. He looks smaller like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull out my phone to check the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>4 AM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s been a long fucking day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 10 AM, I arrived in the city. At 3 PM, I got married. At 6 PM, I told Bernard Han that I’d married his son’s fiancée and she was already pregnant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Causing his heart attack was just the cherry on top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What an eventful day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most surprising thing is still the news, though.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pregnant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you happy seeing Father like this?!\" Damien’s voice cuts through my thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glance at Bernard. \"Silence. Patient here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damien’s fists clench at his sides. I raise an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is she?\" he demands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve sentmy wifeon a little vacation.\" I tuck my phone away. \"She’s in afragilestate right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare you.\" His voice shakes. \"She’s my fiancée.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dear brother.\" I meet his eyes. \"I understand it’ll take time for you to process this. But it’s not like there was any sort of good relationship between you andmywife.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Had there been, she wouldn’t bemy wifenow, would she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can you be so shameless?\" He grabs me by the collar, yanks me close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t fight. I just hold his wrist, increase the pressure, one finger at a time, until his grip loosens. Until he lets go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe,\" I say quietly, \"if you didn’t have wandering eyes, I wouldn’t have had a chance to swoop in like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stares at me. His chest heaves. It reminds me of an angry toddler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The election is barely a month away.\" His voice cracks. \"And you’ve done this? Think about the consequences. The damage you’ve caused.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I consider his words. Then:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll be honest with you. I don’t care about the reputation. Besides, if something like this can change the tides against you...\" I shrug. \"I’m afraid your position is already precarious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough.\" Olga’s voice cuts through the room like a blade. She’s sitting by Bernard’s bedside, her hands folded in her lap, her face unreadable. She’s been oddly silent throughout this whole fiasco.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t argue in here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damien looks at her. Looks at me. Looks at our father, unconscious and pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn’t say anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m going for a walk.\" I leave before anyone can stop me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the hospital garden is empty. The benches are cold. The only light comes from the moon and the faint glow of the building behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shouldn’t. But today is one of those days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I light a cigarette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red tip glows in the darkness. I exhale, watch the smoke rise and disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sit there for a long time. I don’t know how long. Long enough for the initial rush of nicotine to fade. Long enough for my thoughts to stop screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone sits beside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn. Olga. She’s wrapped in a fleece, her hair loose around her shoulders, her face bare of makeup. One of the rare moments Madam Han isn’t the epitome of perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you not cold?\" she asks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t think you would straight up decide to get married on the spot.\" Her voice is quiet. Almost amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laugh a little. \"It was a shotgun wedding. But it was bound to happen. I had several plans—from kidnapping the bride, to knocking the groom unconscious and taking his place. Among other things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughs too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stub out the cigarette on the armrest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not angry?\" I ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scoffs. \"Unlike everyone else, I had time to mentally prepare myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look at her and look away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was obvious to anyone with eyes,\" she adds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" She shakes her head. \"It’s fine. She... makes you happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She does.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Circumstances aside.\" Olga’s voice is softer now. \"I’m happy you’re happy. I’m happy you found that special person.\" A pause. \"Not many people get that chance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a sadness in her voice.I think about her marriage—arranged when she was barely eighteen, to a man much older, a man who never loved her the way she deserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah,\" I say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m on your side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My, my.\" I glance at her. \"Damien shouldn’t hear you say that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please.\" She waves a hand. \"I love Vivienne. And I know you’ll make her happier than he ever would have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s right about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look at the sun rising in the distance. The sky is pink and gold, soft and warm. The sun looks extra pretty rising today.\u003C\u002Fp>",1482,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","02f0b25c483f315acd0a2c558310a955db152b50bd3b780f2243a95036c87964","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-349","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-347",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]