My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 92

so meine, could she really back out now?

ritting her teeth, she began to remove her clothes.

She did it slowly, each movement deliberate, reflecting the modesty of a proper young woman.

‘Good thing the dagger is tucked in my boot,‘ she thought.

Even at a snail’s pace, she eventually stripped down to her underwear. “Is this… enough?”

Ray chuckled. “You shower in your underwear?”

“You… you can even shower here?” Electra asked, shocked.

“Mhm,” Ray hummed through his nose.

Faced with the luxury of a hot shower, she yielded.

She stepped into the bathroom. The showerhead unleashed a torrent of hot water. Cautiously, she touched it with her fingertips. Realizing it was safe, her excitement surged.

Yet, she was also stunned.

People outside were struggling even to find clean drinking water, sometimes fighting over it. And here she was, indulging in a hot shower! How was this possible?

But she pushed aside her questions and let the water wash over her. She had gone eight days without a proper bath!

Even in freezing temperatures, she had sweat and, given her line of work, blood clinging to her skin. She had long been disgusted by the smell she carried. Now, she could finally wash it all away.

In that moment, her resolve to claim this place solidified.

And Ray?

Her heart skipped a beat. In her distraction, she hadn’t paid attention to his movements for a while. What was he doing?

Electra didn’t dare underestimate him for a second.

Then, to her surprise, a man stepped into the bathroom.

“What–how dare you come in!” she exclaimed, a mix of shame and anger.

Ray chuckled. “You came to me, didn’t you?”

And now she was pretending to be coy?

“Though… I didn’t expect you to be mixed–race,” Ray added. The hot water revealed that her previously dark hair had become a golden hue.

Electra knew she couldn’t hide it and removed her colored contact lenses, revealing a pair of striking blue eyes.

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Yes, my father is a foreigner!” she said proudly.

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Really? That’s something to be proud of?” Ray muttered under his breath, clearly unimpressed, and stepped

rward.

Electra immediately countered. Anger flared; she had no intention of holding back. She would kill Ray if she had

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Unarmed as she was, her hand–to–hand combat skills as a professional killer were formidable,

The problem? Her opponent was not ordinary.

Since his rebirth, Ray’s body seemed transformed–absolutely formidable, at the top of the world’s physical standards. Electra, while strong, was still far from his level.

The result of their fight was inevitable… and disastrous for her.

Catching her breath, Electra glared. “Fuck off!”

Ray’s tone was calm. “Your muscles are solid, and your fighting technique is pretty impressive. Tell me–who exactly are you?”

Her heart skipped a beat. “I… I’m just a combat enthusiast. Is that not enough?”

“Enough? Absolutely,” Ray replied with a smile. His hands traced lightly around her neck, admiring the graceful curve of her throat. The sensation sent a shiver of goosebumps down Electra’s spine.

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