Chapter 4

If I were still the old me when I saw this message, I would have been extremely anxious and tried finding a solution for Jasper as quickly as possible.

However, none of this had anything to do with me anymore.

There was no courthouse in the end times, so I didn't even need to go there with him to get a divorce.

After having figured everything out, I lay peacefully in bed and listened to the sounds outside the door that were most definitely deliberately loud enough for me to hear. I didn't even think they were being noisy or annoying at that point.

Perhaps they realized that they weren't getting the reaction they wanted out of me, so someone slammed their body against the bedroom door and let out a loud, muffled moan.

I looked at the door and said calmly, "If you're so proud of having an affair, then I don't mind telling the entire camp that Dr. Curran abused his power to heavily favor his mistress during the search."

The noise outside subsided for a bit.

I scoffed and finally fell asleep.

The next morning, I got up and began packing in the room.

When I opened the door and walked out, I noticed the floor was in a great mess. Jasper's clothes were all over the floor, and there were even traces of white, viscous stains everywhere.

I pretended not to have noticed anything and swept my gaze right past the two people sitting at the table, heading straight for where I'd put my backpack.

However, at just one glance, I quickly noticed that the bottle of water I was planning to bring back with me was now gone.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Ari? You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I can give you some of mine," Avery said, handing me the half-eaten bun in her hands with a reluctant look in her eyes.

But, my gaze fell on the pile of food packaging scattered on the ground, along with the empty water bottle next to it.

Those were the only food supplies I had left.

"You're eating the food that was originally mine, and you still have the balls to offer it back to me?"

I sneered before marching up to her and snatching back the bun that she had defiled.

However, Avery conveniently lost her balance and fell to the ground on her butt.

Before I could react, Jasper suddenly threw a diamond necklace right at my head.

I clutched my forehead, suddenly feeling my vision turn black as warm, sticky blood began to flow.

I then caught sight of the broken necklace on the ground and felt my heart shatter.

The necklace had been custom-made for our wedding.

I was the one who had mined that diamond myself, and I even spent three months designing the necklace for him.

He had been so touched and happy when he first received it back then, kissing the scars on the back of my hand and promising me that he would wear it for the rest of his life.

But now, Jasper didn't care about the necklace anymore and instead defended Avery against me with it. He was now gently and tenderly attending to her bump with a pitious look on his face.

"Arianne! Ave was just hungry! What's wrong with eating some of your food?

"You enjoyed a whole life of luxuries for years, and all Ave did was just eat some of your bread! You're such a selfish bitch!"

I couldn't stop myself from laughing out loud.

Jasper couldn't possibly not know that this bun was my only food supply here. Also, it was the apocalypse now, and the conditions were harsher than ever.

Once the packaging was opened, the food wasn't going to last a very long time after being exposed to the elements.

I threw the empty water bottle at Jasper's face, my voice getting hoarse.

"Me? Selfish? Then why didn't you share your food with her instead of stealing it from my backpack?

"I thought you were thinking on Sasha's behalf, but I guess I really overestimated you this time!"

Jasper's face froze again when I brought Sasha up. He then looked at the empty water bottle on the ground and frowned.

"So what? Avery was thirsty. We can always locate more water. I will bring it back for Sasha next time."

Jasper said it so calmly, and yet, I froze in my spot in disbelief.

So, did I deserve to be killed just over a bottle of water that could always be located again?

I smiled despite tears streaming down my face.

I spoke clearly, making sure every word could be heard.

"Let's get divorced, Jasper. When I finally get back, I will tell Sasha that her father, who used to love her in the past, is already dead."