Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths-Chapter 82: Jiam Arrives

Hana immediately understood what Harry meant. A blush appeared on her snow‑white cheeks as she smiled shyly and said, "Okay, I’m just afraid that Wanda will dislike me for disturbing you two. Aren’t you afraid that I will occupy your Wanda and you will have no love?"

"How could that be! How could I dislike you, Hana? You are my dearest. I will be so happy if you come to my house to play," Wanda said coquettishly, her face flushed. She recalled the passion of last night with a measure of shame in her heart, yet she even looked forward to experiencing that exciting pleasure again.

At that moment, each of them harbored his or her own ulterior motives. Harry and Hana knew everything that had happened the previous night, while only Wanda remained in the dark—she still thought that Hana had been drunk and knew nothing.

Consequently, the atmosphere among the three became both ambiguous and delightful.

"Wanda! Wanda! Is Hana at our house? Hana’s husband is here—come down quickly!"

"Jiam! You and Hana haven’t come to our house to play for a long time! You must eat before leaving today!"

"Is Hana on top? Hana, please let auntie take a look. Wanda said Hana is pregnant. How many months is it?"

At that moment, Hazel’s voice suddenly came from downstairs. When they heard Jiam coming, the three immediately became nervous.

Hana and Harry exchanged glances—panic and shame flashing in their eyes—as a blush spread across their charming faces and their delicate bodies trembled slightly.

When Hana thought back on her madness from last night and the debauchery that had occurred between her and Harry, she instinctively felt overwhelming shame and guilt.

Her original anger toward Jiam had vanished, replaced by the realization that she had betrayed her husband, leaving her momentarily unsure how to face him.

Harry, too, was panicked. He had slept with someone else’s wife—and even had sex with her the previous night.

Hana hadn’t even washed after making love, so there must still be traces of his semen. Now that Jiam had appeared, Harry instinctively felt guilty and nervous.

"Hey~~~ Mom! Hana is upstairs! Let’s come down right away!"

Wanda responded with a soft moan. Glancing at the nervous Hana, she continued, "Hana, Jiam should come here to admit his mistake. What happened last night was just his impulsive words—don’t take it too seriously. Why don’t we go downstairs and meet Jiam to see what he says? If Jiam is sincere and acknowledges his wrongdoing, you should forgive him. After all, you’re pregnant. There’s nothing that can’t be discussed between husband and wife, right?"

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"I... I don’t want to... I don’t want to see him now! I’m so disappointed in him! Harry, go down and tell Jiam that I don’t want to see him! Tell him to go back! I will never set foot in his house again in my life! His house has nothing to do with me!"

Hana declared firmly, though panic stirred within her—her little heart pounding like a frightened deer, with her nervous hands and feet trembling.

"Hana, don’t be like this. You should at least give Jiam a chance to admit his mistake. If he is sincere and willing to acknowledge his error, you should forgive him. But if he maintains a bad attitude and refuses to see his fault, then you should let him go,"

Wanda earnestly pleaded. Although it was often said that best friends advise breaking up rather than getting back together, kind-hearted Wanda truly wanted the best for her best friend Hana and could not bear to see her quarrel with her husband while pregnant.

"No! It’s useless no matter how he admits his mistake! He went too far last night! He treated me that way, so no matter how I treat him, it’s my duty! He abandoned me like that yesterday and uttered such cruel words, and now that he comes to find me, I’m going to go back with him. Am I too lowly?"

Hana still refused forcefully. Turning around, she walked into the living room, sat down on the sofa, and nervously peeked at the stairs with her hands folded in her lap.

"Hana! Hana!" At that moment, Jiam ran up from downstairs, calling Hana’s name in a flattering tone.

Seeing Harry and Wanda standing on the stairs, he immediately gave an awkward smile and said, "Harry, Wanda, Hana... Hana troubled you last night—it’s all my fault... I’m to blame for being too irrational yesterday! Where is Hana now? Can I see Hana?"

His voice carried a pleading tone.

After a night of calming down, Jiam had regained his sanity. After all, Hana was his wife—and she was pregnant with his child. Even if he had been angry yesterday, he should not have left Hana alone.

With guilt and regret in his heart, Jiam now behaved extremely humbly, his attitude very sincere.

Seeing Jiam running upstairs with a flattering look on his face, Harry suddenly felt like laughing. Why did he always feel that Jiam looked like a cuckold when he saw him?

Still, Harry was very nervous—guilty as a thief. He had slept with someone else’s wife, and now she stood before him; it was impossible for him not to be panicked, yet he also felt a trace of pride.

"Jiam, you really went too far last night! Fortunately, we were here—otherwise, you would have left Hana alone on the street. What if she had encountered gangsters or bad guys? How could you have the heart to leave Hana alone? You even drove away the car. You really went too far this time!"

Harry scolded in a sarcastic tone.

In the past, Jiam had always liked to show off his superiority in front of Wanda, acting pretentiously and even liking to teach her a lesson.

Now, Harry had to regain his dignity.

"Yes, yes, yes! It’s all my fault. I was too impulsive and irrational about what happened yesterday! Thank you for helping me take care of Hana! Thank you, Harry! I will definitely treat you to a meal some other day to thank you very much!"

Jiam said to Harry with a sincere smile.

Inside, Harry thought, Hey, I was the one who started the fire last night, and I was the one who slept with the other man’s wife. I didn’t expect that now, that idiot Jiam wants to thank me.

At that moment, Harry’s heart was no longer panicked and nervous but instead filled with evil complacency and pride. Seeing Jiam’s flattering attitude, Harry couldn’t help feeling smug.

"Okay, okay, Jiam, come up quickly and apologize to Hana. I think if you admit your mistake, Hana is not an unreasonable person," Wanda said in a peacemaking tone as she waved to Jiam kindly.

"Don’t let him come up!! Didn’t he say that he didn’t want me to go to his house in the future? Didn’t he say that he wanted me to live with you guys in the future? Okay, I’ll listen to him now and live with you guys! Why is he still looking for me? Get him out!!"

Hana shouted angrily, her hands on her arms as she spoke.

"Hana! I’m sorry! Hana! I was wrong! Please listen to my explanation! Please forgive me!"

Upon hearing Hana’s voice, Jiam immediately ran upstairs with a thick face and a pleading look, then walked humbly to the living room and pleaded softly from a distance.

When Hana saw Jiam appear, she instinctively panicked. After secretly exchanging a glance with Harry, she immediately suppressed her nervousness and panic, adopting an unreasonable attitude to cover up her shame.

She angrily scolded Jiam, "What’s the point of saying these words now? Why didn’t you say anything when you left me last night? I was waiting for you to come to me, so why didn’t you? It’s too late to come now! I’m so disappointed in you! A man like you is not worthy of me having your child! Not worthy of me entrusting my life to you! Go away! Let’s get a divorce tomorrow!"

Looking at Hana’s evasive, panicked eyes and her forced strength, Harry secretly guessed her true feelings.

Sometimes, women know they are wrong and feel guilty, but because they are afraid to face that guilt, they always find some unreasonable excuse and act very strong and willful to cover up the guilt and fear in their hearts.

Hana did not want to see Jiam not because she was still angry about last night, but because she had cheated on him and done something so disgraceful that she did not know how to face him. That was why she used this excuse to avoid Jiam, seeking psychological comfort.

At times like this, the more cowardly Jiam acted and the more he begged, the more guilty and sinful Hana would feel.

In order to find an outlet for her guilt and sense of remorse—and to make excuses for her mistakes—Hana became even more arrogant and unreasonable, making more demands on Jiam. She knew clearly that she was at fault and had let Jiam down, but she wanted to prove through her actions that she was not entirely to blame, shifting the responsibility onto him.

In this way, Hana would no longer feel guilty or remorseful but instead experience a sense of revenge.

"Oh, this is a woman, a shameless woman..." Harry cursed in his heart, secretly feeling fortunate that he was the one who cheated on someone else rather than being cheated on.

"No! Don’t! Hana! I know I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! I’ve thought about it all night, and I truly know I was wrong! I listened to everything you said yesterday!

From now on, I will listen to you too! How about this: let’s go to the real estate registration office today and transfer my parents’ property to our names, with both your name and mine on it! From now on, my salary will be given to you! I will obey whatever you say!"

Jiam crawled to Hana’s side like a dog, half squatting, even reaching out to hold her hand while begging sincerely.

"Don’t touch me! Do you know you are wrong now? Do you know how to save yourself? Are you willing to give me the house now? It’s too late! I don’t need it! I will get rid of the baby soon! I don’t need to live in your house in the future, and I don’t need to spend a penny of your money! Are you satisfied now?" Hana shouted.

The more sincerely and earnestly Jiam begged, the more guilty Hana felt, and the more aggressive and domineering she became. Watching the couple putting on a show in front of him, Harry couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.

Harry thought, she is simply a model of feminist. But to me, this woman is really fun. A simp man like Jiam has no psychological pressure at all, and I even feel very fulfilled.

Here I was, thinking about how I played with someone else’s wife last night, and now, watching her majestically scold her cuckold husband, the contrast is enormous—it makes me feel very happy and proud!