All Chapters of Reborn Before The Apocalypse: My Revenge Begins: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Yeah,” the other man replied.He raised his gun and pointed toward the trees. “Check over there.”Clara's stomach twisted as the man began moving in their direction. She tightened her grip on her weapon, ready to attack the moment they were discovered. Her pulse hammered in her ears as she watched their shadows stretch across the ground and slowly draw closer.Then one of the men stopped and looked around.“Nothing,” he said after scanning the area.“Probably an animal,” the other man replied.They lowered their weapons and continued walking.Clara remained perfectly still, barely daring to breathe. The others stayed frozen beside her, their bodies pressed against the trees as they waited for the men to disappear.Only after the footsteps began to fade did Clara allow herself to release the breath trapped in her lungs.“They're gone,” one of the men whispered.“Not yet,” Clara replied immediately. “Wait.”She kept listening, afraid the men might suddenly turn around and return.The f

Elena slowly turned toward Marcus, their eyes meeting across the room.Marcus raised an eyebrow. “What?”Elena forced a smile and shook her head. “Nothing.”Marcus continued staring at her, clearly unconvinced. There was something in his expression that told Elena he knew she was hiding something, and she didn't want to give him the chance to ask more questions.She quickly turned back to the man standing at the doorway.“What did you say?”The man glanced past her toward Marcus before lowering his voice. “I said they're looking for him.”A knot formed in Elena's stomach.“Who?”“I don't know,” the man replied. “But they've been asking about Marcus.”Elena's eyes flicked toward Marcus again. He was still watching her, his suspicion growing by the second.She forced another smile before stepping outside and quietly pulling the door behind her.She took a breath, trying to think of something that could explain their presence.“But Doctor, you're not Marcus.” Elena shook her head. “My

Elena’s eyes darted between Marcus and the men outside before settling on the vehicle disappearing down the road.It was still moving.None of them had noticed Marcus.Relief washed through her so quickly that she nearly sagged with it. For a moment, she had been certain they would turn around and see him standing at the entrance. If they had, everything she had done to protect him would have been useless.She couldn't let that happen.Elena hurried toward Marcus, forcing herself to keep her face calm even though her heart was still pounding from the encounter.“Come inside,” she whispered.She placed both hands against his chest and tried to push him back through the doorway.Marcus barely moved.Instead, he stared at her in confusion.“What the hell is wrong with you?” he asked.“Marcus, just go inside,” Elena insisted, giving him another push.He shook his head and glanced toward the road.“Who are those men?”Elena’s stomach tightened.She quickly looked over her shoulder. The veh

Clara was already raising her hands to hug Marcus back when he suddenly seemed to realize what he was doing. His arms loosened, and before she could even react, he stepped away from her almost as quickly as he had pulled her into the embrace. The sudden movement left Clara standing there with her hands halfway in the air. For a moment, neither of them said anything. Clara slowly lowered her hands while Marcus cleared his throat and looked away, suddenly looking far less confident than he usually did. “I….” Marcus began, but he stopped as though he couldn't find the right words. After a brief pause, he finally said, “I thought you were someone else,” he lied. Clara stared at him in disbelief. “Someone else?” Marcus nodded, his expression painfully serious despite the ridiculous excuse. “Yes.” Clara glanced around them before looking back at him. “You ran outside shouting my name.” Marcus's jaw tightened slightly. “I was relieved.” Marcus looked even more uncomfortabl

Mark and Emily ran without looking back, they were desperate to put as much distance as possible between themselves and the infected. Emily's chest burned with every breath, while sweat covered Mark's face and soaked through the back of his shirt.Just when Emily felt her legs beginning to give out, Mark spotted an abandoned house at the end of the street.“There!” he shouted, pointing toward it. “The house!”They rushed toward the building and nearly crashed into the front door. Mark grabbed the handle and pulled it open, and they stumbled inside. Emily immediately slammed the door shut behind them while Mark hurried to lock it.“Lock it!” Mark whispered urgently.“I am!” Emily snapped, her trembling fingers struggling with the lock until it finally clicked into place.They stepped away from the door and leaned against the wall, gasping for air. Emily pressed a hand against her chest as she tried to slow her breathing, but her heart was pounding so hard that she could feel it against