Chapter 49
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The thought of a stalker lingered heavily in Jiang Li's mind, refusing to fade no matter how much he tried to distract himself. It wasn't just unsettling—it was suffocating in a way he couldn't quite explain. The memory of that unfamiliar Alpha's pheromones flooding his apartment clung to him, making his skin crawl and his stomach twist unpleasantly. Even when he sat down with food in front of him, he found himself unable to eat, his appetite completely gone.
What disturbed him most, however, was the irony of it all.
When he had followed Shen Yu in the past, he had never been careless. He had never left behind evidence, never allowed his presence to be detected so blatantly. He had stayed hidden, careful, and controlled. But this… this felt different. Whoever had entered his apartment hadn't tried to hide it. The scent had been overwhelming, intentional, as if meant to be noticed. As if meant to tell him something.
Or claim something.
