DWEO : Zhanyi MPREG

53. Allies

Zhan POV

There was no amount of pain in my life that could compare to watching Yibo bolt out of my front door. I called after him trying to fight through this barrier he created, seconds later it vanished but so did he. I threw a huge glass vase against the wall in frustration and turned for my garage.

"Stop!" Fufu's voice came through; I turned to see her come down the staircase with a blank expression. "Let him go" I raised my eyebrows at her as I picked up Yibo's ring from the coffee table "Did you not see that? He left me, I can't just let him go." I mildly shouted at her.

Her expression softened "I know, but he's hurt right now, he needs time" she said and I ran my hand through my hair. "I would never do something like this to him Fufu" I said and she nodded "I know." She said, "You love him too much" she added then her eyes darkened just as she slapped me across the face. 

Bewildered I looked at her "That's for not telling him about it from the beginning. Things could've turned out a lot differently" she said irritated. "Touché" I said and she put her hand on my shoulder "You're just as confused as he is, I understand that. But find some answers first, that's the only way you can get him back." She said her eyes narrowing. They shifted to the ring in my hand and back to me, they were remorseful. I nodded and she turned and went back upstairs.

I sat in my study with my face in my hands. The room was peaceful and quiet, oblivious to my inner turmoil. I didn't even know where Yibo was, whom he was with, and if he was okay. But then again I knew the answer to the last one, He has never looked at me like that, even when I broke up with him.

He really believed I cheated on him, I couldn't deny that my not telling him did not help matters. I didn't want to upset him besides, what would I tell him?

I woke up in Bianca's suite that morning completely confused as to how I got there, Bianca was nowhere to be found. I tried to remember what happened the night before but I was completely blank, though I was fully clothed from the waist down. With a wave of relief I knew I didn't sleep with her, I would never in my right mind. What didn't add up was how I got in her bed in the first place because I was certain I didn't drink anything alcoholic. Then I remembered that I came to help her with her TV set then she drugged me, but why would she do that?

I tried getting a hold of her but I couldn't, when I checked out the receptionist told me that she checked out hours earlier. I flew back to Macao alone and confused as to what to do, whether to tell Yibo or not. I was sure that I didn't sleep with Bianca, but would Yibo understand?

I too was unsure about the whole situation and the only person who had answers disappeared. I grew more suspicious when she didn't even show up to work for two weeks. 

When I saw the pictures he sent Yibo I finally understood why she did what she did. Bianca has always wanted me but I underestimated the lengths she'd go to get what she wants. She knew I would never sleep with her so she decided to drug me and send the pictures to Yibo, making me look like a cheating bastard.

 She also knew that I would never leave Yibo for her, so the best alternative was getting Yibo to leave me instead. Getting rid of the competition I thought in disgust.

Now her vindictive and manipulative actions had turned my world upside down, and I didn't take well to people who messed with me. She crossed the line when she decided to mess with the one thing no one dared to, and for that she would pay dearly. 

I groaned and reached for my phone "Zhoucheng, I need your help." I said after he answered, "Of course Zhan, you don't sound too good." He remarked, "I'm not." I said truthfully "I want you to help me track down someone" Zhoucheng whistled under his breath "What did they do?" "Yibo" that's all I could say, then I started explaining what I wanted him to do. And whom I wanted him to find. 

Zhoucheng was the best tracker out of the two of us; he had the latest tracking software and gadgets.  "I'll send you more info I think could help you find her..." I said, "And Zhoucheng, find Bianca as soon as you can." I said; patience was never my strongest trait and hung up.

I hung my head; it was too bad that I couldn't track down Yibo, even if I did, he didn't want anything to do with me. He didn't even take anything with him; well anything I gave him, he just left. My head snapped up. He wore the bracelet I gave him on his birthday last year; he didn't take it off.

 I installed a tracking device and a mic on that bracelet. I went over to my desk switching on my holographic computer, synching the tracker on Yibo's bracelet. A red light appeared and I let out a breath of relief at where he was, he was still in Macao and at a street, he once mentioned Meng Ziyi bought a house in.

I hacked into the CIA database and searched for Meng Ziyi's personal details, I don't know what I was thinking when I dialed her numbers. "Hello" she answered after 2 rings "Hello Meng Ziyi it's Zhan, please don't hang up." I said and there was silence "You shouldn't be calling me," she said quietly.

"I know and I'm sorry, but I know Yibo is with you and I just wanted to make sure he's okay." I said, "How is he?" I asked, "He's heartbroken, what do you think?" she hissed.

"You don't know me Meng Ziyi but I love him, I would never be unfaithful to him." I said fervently. She paused. "I believe you," she said and my eyes widened in shock "But that doesn't matter, don't ask me to convince him to get back with you." She added.

"I wasn't trying to." I said truthfully and there was another pause, "I can only do so much for him" She said sadly "He needs you, but find a way to fix this without my help, I need to be in his corner right now" she said in a low voice.

"I understand." I said, "Thank you." I added and she hung up. I sat back on my armchair chuckling darkly; I was the one that needed him. Yibo didn't believe me, but Fufu and Meng Ziyi did, how could that be? Then again he'd been cheated on before; I opened up old wounds.

"Zhan" His voice came through out of nowhere, I sat up straight; looking around the room. Was I hallucinating? "Zhan, I know you can hear me," he said again then I realized that the mic had been activated "I found the tracker in my bracelet; I'm an agent too, remember?"

I smiled blankly; you're a good little one I thought. I cursed out loud that I couldn't reply him and he knew that. "I'm going to destroy this device, I meant what I said. Leave Meng Ziyi alone too, please." He said. There was a long pause then the mic was deactivated, a minute later the red light vanished off the screen.

"I meant what I said too." I whispered to nobody, he used the words I said to him when I proposed like they were a curse. One thing was for sure was that I had to get him back, how? I really didn't care. If he wanted me to grovel for the next decade I would. I sighed and got up, getting out of my study.