Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272: Chapter 272: Nightmare

Sylvia Lancaster returned to the gate of the Jennings’ villa and finished cleaning the bloodstains on the ground.

Once she was sure no traces were left, she picked up the umbrella from the ground and returned to the Lancaster Villa.

She opened the door to the villa. The air inside was as cold as it was outside.

Sylvia Lancaster stood in the doorway, her gaze passing through the foyer to the empty, dim living room. A sudden sense of unreality washed over her.

She thought helplessly, ’Is this going to be my life from now on?’

’How much longer do I have to endure this?’

’Will I ever find the Space System from my past life again?’

A wave of helplessness and despair suddenly washed over Sylvia Lancaster...

Hearing the main door open, Elaine Hughes emerged wrapped in a comforter to see what was happening.

When she saw it was Sylvia standing there, Elaine Hughes’s anger flared. "Hurry up and get inside!" she snapped at Sylvia, who was still by the door. "What are you doing just standing there? You’re letting what little warmth we have escape!"

Elaine Hughes’s voice snapped Sylvia out of her daze. She quickly turned, closed the door, and stepped inside.

Elaine Hughes snorted. "You brought back the medicine, didn’t you?" she continued. "Hurry up and give it to your brother! And the roof needs to be cleared of snow again. Get to it immediately. Stop being lazy all day!"

With that, Elaine Hughes turned and went straight back to her room, slamming the door shut behind her.

Sylvia stared at the closed door, a storm of complicated emotions churning within her.

She took a few deep breaths to suppress the turmoil in her mind, then went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and took the fever medicine to Simon Lancaster’s room.

Simon Lancaster lay on the bed, his eyes shut tight and his brow deeply furrowed, as if he were in immense pain.

His forehead was scorching hot, his face was bright red, and his lips were chapped from the fever.

His body trembled intermittently, and faint moans escaped his lips.

At the sight, Sylvia hurried forward. She opened the box, took out one of the pills, and helped Simon wash it down with the water she’d brought.

Simon moaned and struggled for a moment before managing to swallow the pill and water.

After giving Simon the medicine, Sylvia let out a sigh of relief.

She didn’t linger in Simon’s room. She still had to clear the snow from the roof. If she took too long, Elaine would surely yell at her again.

So she gently tucked the blankets around Simon and left the room.

After Sylvia left, Simon’s eyes fluttered open in a daze.

His head was splitting, his mind was foggy, and he felt a fire blazing in his chest, burning so intensely he could barely breathe.

In the time he had been unconscious with the high fever, he’d been trapped in a bizarre and vivid nightmare.

In the nightmare, he was also burning with a fever.

He vaguely recalled that in the nightmare, a blizzard raged outside. He was lying in bed, moaning in agony from a high fever, and it was Melody Summers who had braved the storm to get him medicine.

Simon didn’t know why Melody Summers was at the Lancaster house.

He only remembered that the Melody in his dream had been frozen stiff from her search for medicine, her lips turning a faint shade of purple.

Melody had put the medicine in his mouth, her eyes full of concern. She had even stayed thoughtfully by his bedside, periodically wiping away his sweat, giving him sips of water, and changing the cool cloth on his forehead...

But his dream-self had treated Melody horribly.

In the nightmare, just as his fever broke, Melody had come down with one of her own.

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