My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 56

After their little session ended, Ray gave Amanda an emergency contraceptive pill.

He had no intention of bringing a child into a world this hopeless.

And even if he ever did, it certainly wouldn’t be with Amanda.

Amanda said nothing. She simply swallowed the pill.

Before she left, Ray handed her two packs of instant noodles and two bottles of water. It would be enough to keep her from going hungry.

He also “thoughtfully” charged her phone.

Why?

Naturally, it was useful.

Amanda dragged her exhausted body away. Ray checked the time–it had been more than an hour. No wonder he felt so drained.

When he went back upstairs, Leo immediately sniffed him all over again.

Why did his owner smell like someone else again? And why had he locked himself on the first floor?

Unfortunately, dogs couldn’t ask questions. Leo circled around Ray nonstop, wagging his tail like crazy.

Ray understood and laughed. “Alright, alright. I’ll take you downstairs for a walk. The garage is freezing cold. Aren’t you afraid of the cold?”

He took Leo down to the underground parking garage.

To his surprise, the place that had been cold and deserted for the past two days now had more people–mostly elderly men and women.

The power was out, their homes weren’t warm, and there was no television to watch. What else were old people supposed to do?

So they gathered in the underground garage. It was spacious, and they could chat with each other. They could even brainstorm together. Maybe they could figure out some solution.

The moment Ray showed up, an elderly man suddenly perked up. He took a swift step forward and blocked Ray’s path.

Ray paused. “Can I help you?”

The old man’s surname was Marshall. He was already in his sixties. Before retiring, he’d been a mid–level manager at a government agency and carried a heavy air of bureaucracy. He usually strutted around the complex, always ready to scold people whether he was in the right or not. His reputation in the neighborhood was terrible.

Mr. Marshall cleared his throat. “Ray, is it?”

“Yes. My name is Ray,” he said flatly,

Mr. Marshall huffed through his nose. Of course, he knew who Ray was–otherwise he wouldn’t have stopped him. He looked down his nose at him and said, “Just now, a few of us senior residents were discussing the future of this community. We all agree that this natural disaster won’t end anytime soon. Therefore, everyone must work

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together to overcome these hardships.”

Ray stayed silent and just watched him.

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