My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233

With Catherine taking the lead, Shane couldn’t help but follow.

Kill Ray, take the car–then there would be a way to survive.

Ray smiled faintly and stopped hiding his ability.

“Oot!” Shane and Catherine cried out at the same time, both letting out pained grunts–they had slammed straight into a block

of stone.

Into a block of stone? Inside a house, and you’re telling me they ran into a rock? Who would believe that?

Stunned, Shane and Catherine stared at the massive stone in front of them, as if they’d seen a ghost.

They even reached out to touch it.

Cold. Solid.

It really was stone.

But how was that possible?

How could a huge rock appear out of thin air inside a room?

They looked at each other, then over the stone and back at Ray, their expressions a mix of confusion and terror.

“Y–you… was this you?” Shane reacted a beat faster, his voice trembling as he asked Ray.

“That’s right. It was me.” Ray pressed his hand lightly against it, and the massive stone vanished into thin air.

He calmly sat down. Then, right in front of them, a table appeared. Snacks materialized on it out of nowhere, along with a cup of warm milk–and, oh yes, a handgun.

The sight left Shane and Catherine utterly dumbfounded.

“Y–you–you… how is this possible?!” Shane shrieked.

It felt like a dream.

“This is called an ability,” Ray added casually. “You can call it a superpower, a special talent–whatever you like.”

Catherine’s eyes lit up. “You can create things out of nothing?”

“That’s right.” Ray nodded.

He didn’t bother explaining that these items had all been prepared long ago, that he didn’t create things but merely moved

them. There was no need.

Anyone who knew his secret was already dead. And dead people didn’t need explanations.

Temptation flashed across Catherine’s face. “How about I follow you? Take a good look at me–I count as a beauty, don’t I? And I’m very good in bed. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Shane!”

The moment she said it, Shane’s face turned green.

Why did this feel so familiar? Was he about to get cuckolded again?

No wait. Catherine wasn’t even his wife. What was there to be cuckolded about?

But she was the mother of his son! If she really threw herself into Ray’s arms and had Shane’s son calling him ‘Dad,‘ then even if Shane were dead, his coffin lid wouldn’t stay shut.

That bitch. Now that she’s realized my money’s uselses, and sees Ray with actual superpowers, she’s switching sides with a second thought? You shut. You deserve to die!‘ Shane stared at Catherine, fury blazing in his eyes.

Ray naturally noticed and fanned the flames. “Kill Shane, and I’ll give you a chance.”

In an instant, Catherine turned around, her savage gaze locking onto Shane.

Did she have any real feelings for him? Please.

If you said she wanted to climb the ladder and become his wife, that was true. But love? Vihat a joke.

How could anyone expect true feelings from a mistress?

What she cared about was Shane’s family’s wealth. Becoming his wife meant access to high–end parties, luxury circles, and the envy of others. The problem was… none of that was possible anymore. This was the apocalypse. So holding on to Shane had become nothing more than an obsession.

After killing Alina, that obsession had already been released.

That was why, with just a single sentence from Ray, Catherine didn’t hesitate to turn her weapon on Shane. Of course, the handgun placed on the table by Ray played a decisive role–at least ninety–nine percent of it.

In the modern world, who wasn’t afraid of guns?

Shane cursed inwardly. Catherine had truly gone mad. She had stabbed her own husband, then killed his wife without hesitation. Even though he was a man and she a woman, he felt no confidence at all. A chill crept up his spine.