Reborn in the Apocalypse: Watching My Ex and Her Lover Beg for Mercy의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

Walking out of the hospital gates, the blinding sunlight forced me to squint slightly.Although the luxury penthouse was Chloe’s pre-marital property, my name had been officially added to the deed after our marriage. Before the legal title transfer could be finalized, there was a sufficient time gap for me to exploit.I immediately contacted a loan shark who had spent years operating in the legal gray market.“A three-hundred-square-meter penthouse downtown, market value over twenty million,” I said, slamming a copy of the property deed onto the desk, my tone absolute. “I only need eight million. I want the funds disbursed today.”The broker stared at me, his eyes lighting up with greed. “Mr. Mercer, you’re a straightforward man, but the interest rates on a rush job like this…”“Calculate the interest at your maximum allowable rate. I don’t care,” I interrupted coldly.Chloe would be the one stuck paying it back anyway. Even if the interest rates skyrocketed into the stratosphere

By the third day of the apocalypse, the once-luxurious fragrance of expensive perfume that used to linger in the penthouse had been completely smothered by the foul stench of human waste and the sour reek of despair. Without running water or electricity, the twenty-million-dollar luxury high-rise had transformed into a stifling, airtight tin can.Chloe was starving, her eyes gleaming with a desperate, animalistic hunger. She began ransacking the spacious kitchen and living room, tearing open every cabinet to take stock of their supplies.Because the two of them had just moved in, their minds had been entirely consumed by their romantic, short-lived honeymoon phase. Neither of them had given a single thought to actually buying groceries or cooking.Inside the massive double-door refrigerator, there was nothing but a few bottles of high-end champagne and a half-eaten container of imported strawberries. The shelves were completely barren.Chloe turned every single drawer upside down,

The twenty-fifth day of the apocalypse.The last single drop of water inside the luxury penthouse had officially run dry. Over the past several days, they had managed to drag out their wretched survival by rationing the stagnant water left inside the toilet tanks. Now, even the muddy grime coating the bottom of the tanks had been licked entirely clean. If they didn’t venture out to scavenge for food and water, they would die of absolute dehydration within two days at most.Chloe leaned weakly against the corner of the room, her hand white-knuckling a kitchen knife as her cold, calculative gaze drifted over Boyd.“Boyd, let’s face it. Your body isn’t going to last much longer anyway,” she muttered, her voice hollow. “Why don’t you go out first? Make some noise in the hallway to draw the zombies away. I’ll use that window to slip down the fire escape and head to the supermarket for supplies. I swear, the moment I find food, I’ll come straight back to save you.”Although Boyd was term

Under the aggressive erosion of the virus and the violent stimulation of her near-death experience, a seal buried deep within her consciousness suddenly shattered. Countless fragments of a life that did not belong to this timeline flashed through her mind like a chaotic cinematic reel.It was the memory of her past life.She saw the first day of the apocalypse, where I had risked infection, charging downstairs with a baseball bat to scavenge a backpack full of food from the supermarket.She saw the days when water and food ran bone-dry, where I had forced the last half-bottle of water and a piece of moldy bread into her hands, while I grew so depleted from starvation I could barely stand.She saw the exact moment the zombies smashed through the barricade, where I had stood at the absolute front wielding a blade, screaming at the top of my lungs for her to take Boyd and run.However, the final frame of the memory froze on a cold, metallic security door.It froze on the image of he

Following Chloe’s brutal demise, the horde in the corridor did not disperse. After consuming every shred of her flesh, dozens of zombies continued to linger right outside the luxury penthouse. They could smell it—the unmistakable scent of a living human drifting through the narrow gaps of the frame.Thud! Thud! Thud!The monsters began throwing their bodies frantically against the entrance.While the lock on this twenty-million-dollar high-rise was admittedly top-tier, it had received zero maintenance over the past thirty days, and its structural integrity had already been compromised by Chloe’s frantic battering. Under the relentless, day-and-night pounding of dozens of zombies, the metal finally let out an overwhelmed, screeching groan of structural failure.Crash—!With a thunderous roar, the heavy security door collapsed entirely, slamming violently down onto the marble tile of the foyer.A shaft of weak light from the hallway cut into the apartment, illuminating a space that