After Faking My Death, The Iceberg Omega Became Pregnant With My Child

Synopsis: 

Fang Zhi was a competition prodigy Alpha with a brilliant future ahead of her. She possessed a rare, special pheromone comparable in scarcity to “panda blood.” Unfortunately, she had been born into poverty, was hopelessly oblivious when it came to romance, and greeted everyone with the same carefree, heartless-looking smile.

To pay for her younger sister’s medical treatment, she eventually sank so low as to sell her pheromones on the black market—

Until they were forcibly bought out under an exclusive contract by a cold and ruthless heiress from a wealthy family.

The beauty mark at the corner of the woman’s eye trembled slightly.

She was none other than Fang Zhi’s ex-girlfriend—the woman who had dumped her for being too poor.

In a low, magnetic voice, she sneered,

“Long time no see.”

Song Yanyue was Fang Zhi’s first love.

She was also her strictest Mommy.

Everyone envied Fang Zhi for somehow managing to win the favor of an aloof, abstinent, top-tier Omega.

Only Fang Zhi knew just how much Song Yanyue hated her.

She never allowed Fang Zhi to spend the night in the master bedroom. The moment she received the soothing she wanted, she would kick Fang Zhi away. She would recklessly pinch the bite marks left on Fang Zhi’s gland and, whenever things turned intimate, humiliate her without restraint:

“As long as someone pays you, is there anything you won’t do?”

“A contract wife is nothing more than a plaything I pay to keep.”

When Fang Zhi fell seriously ill and was hospitalized, even her friends could no longer stand it. One of them grabbed the long-overdue Song Yanyue by the collar and roared,

“She’s dying! Don’t you know that?!”

The girl on the hospital bed weakly opened her eyes, only to hear the woman reply in the same cold voice, every word dripping with bone-chilling mockery:

“Lying again. Just like back then. Do you all really think I’m that easy to fool?”

“Tell me. How much money do you want this time?”

Fang Zhi lowered her lashes and quietly hid her medical report.

Smiling, she fulfilled Song Yanyue’s wish.

She disappeared forever.

You really do hate me that much.

Then let this farewell letter be the last time I ever wish you a happy birthday.

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Song Yanyue was the heir to a wealthy dynasty, a top-tier Omega who pursued perfection in everything and had never once tasted failure.

The sole exception was the time she fell in love with Fang Zhi.

Despite being a powerful heiress, she had concealed her identity and offered Fang Zhi her sincere heart. Little by little, she had taught the inexperienced, wooden Fang Zhi about love—

Only to be met with rejection and deception.

Even Fang Zhi’s name had been fake.

When Song Yanyue learned that Fang Zhi was selling her pheromones on the black market, the usually rational and indifferent woman nearly fainted from rage. She immediately forced Fang Zhi into an exclusive contract and personally threw the money in her face.

Fang Zhi valued money above her own life.

Perfect.

Song Yanyue had more than enough of it.

She despised Fang Zhi’s cheap tenderness.

She despised the attitude with which Fang Zhi would do anything as long as she was paid.

But what she hated even more was the fact that she herself had become addicted to Fang Zhi’s pheromones—that she would so easily lose herself beneath the girl’s hands and cry, only to retaliate afterward out of shame and fury.

Until Fang Zhi died.

Song Yanyue had thought she wouldn’t care at all.

Instead, she spent night after night tormented by withdrawal, clutching Fang Zhi’s abandoned clothes as she nested with them, chewing over her belated agony again and again.

The aloof, noble Omega went mad.

The only thing keeping her alive was the child inside her belly—

Their child.

And yet, at a charity gala in Barcelona, she suddenly saw her “dead wife” standing beside an unfamiliar noblewoman.

Fang Zhi held a child in her arms while offering someone else the tenderness that had once belonged exclusively to Song Yanyue.

Reading Guide

1. Alpha has no male appendage. 1v1, both are each other’s only partners, HE.
   23-year-old, 178 cm engineer × 29-year-old, 170 cm chaebol heiress.
2. Paragraph comments are enabled. Feel free to come play.
3. Bittersweet and mildly angsty, with intense emotional push-and-pull.
   [The fake-death arc begins in Chapter 42.] Slightly slow-burn. Broken relationship, wife-chasing arc—the crematorium will burn very brightly~
4. Fictional setting. Please do not apply it to reality.
   Characters are female by default. Some gender-neutral terms are intentional and are not typos. Writing advice is politely declined.

P.S. The cast is not entirely female. There are a tiny number of male cannon-fodder characters—roughly two in the entire novel.

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One-Sentence Summary: The poor first love I dumped turned out to be a wealthy heiress.

Theme: Be honest.