A Little Surprise: Wanda and Chu Hang 4

Sunlight streamed through the blinds and fell across the dining table.

Wanda, wearing a floral apron, turned the bacon in the pan.

Chu Hang sat at the table with an unopened newspaper in his hands.

"Darling, shall we trim the roses today?"

Wanda was about to answer when her expression changed.

The spatula clattered onto the stove, and she bent over, retching.

A wave of dark red energy rippled out from her.

It was still late autumn outside, but tender shoots sprang from the yellowed lawn in the blink of an eye.

The withered red roses put out branches and buds at a frantic pace. The whole street leaped from late autumn into the height of spring.

"Anthony, I don't know what's happening."

Wanda braced herself against the cabinets, fine sweat beading on her forehead.

"Something inside me is out of control."

Chu Hang went to her side, steadied her by the shoulders, and turned off the stove.

"Don't worry. Maybe you're just tired from last night."

He pressed his palm to Wanda's back, and dark gold threads seeped into her skin.

He had thought it was merely a reaction from Chaos Magic, but when the power of his laws touched the core deep in Wanda's abdomen—

He froze.

It was no illusion.

Deep in Wanda's abdomen, a mass of pure energy was slowly turning.

It was not a false life conjured by thought, but a real singularity of laws.

It greedily absorbed Chaos Magic while resonating with the Universal-level power Chu Hang had left inside Wanda.

Like a newborn miniature universe, it was growing inside her.

"Anthony?"

Wanda gripped his sleeve.

The dark gold glimmer in Chu Hang's eyes faded, and he smiled again.

"It's nothing. Just a little surprise."

He scooped her up in his arms.

"We might