Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse

It was no wonder Melody Summers was shocked. What Yuri Walsh had just said was a lot to take in.

First, Sylvia Lancaster had lost the baby—Flynn Adler’s baby.

Second, Ethan Sutton’s family had suspected the child wasn’t theirs and had gone ahead with a paternity test.

Melody Summers was momentarily baffled.

’First of all,’ she thought, ’even though it’s the apocalypse and resources are scarce, and many pregnant women have lost their babies for all sorts of reasons, Sylvia Lancaster is a pampered socialite. She never had to worry about food or clothes. She had maids and chauffeurs to take care of her every need. So why did she lose her baby too?’

’Besides, Sylvia is young and healthy, with no major health issues. The baby was already five months along, and the pregnancy was stable. Why would she suddenly have a miscarriage?’

’Second, based on what I know about Ethan Sutton, that man is incredibly self-assured.’

’In my past life, I did everything I could to distance myself from Ethan Sutton, but he was always convinced I was obsessed with him.’

’Every time we met at a party, I wanted to stay a mile away from him, yet he was certain I was deeply in love and that everything I did was just to get his attention.’

’So why would someone as arrogant as Ethan suddenly suspect the child wasn’t his?’

’What exactly did he find out?’

’Was Sylvia caught having an affair with Flynn Adler?’

Melody’s mind was swirling with questions. This had all happened so suddenly; she was completely lost.

As Melody wrestled with her thoughts, she noticed Yuri Walsh watching her expectantly. At a loss for words, she could only manage an awkward reply. "It’s a shame about the baby, but what happens to them has nothing to do with me anymore."

Yuri paused for a moment at her words, then nodded. He had called out to Melody on impulse and, not knowing what else to say, had blurted out the news about Sylvia Lancaster.

Only now did it occur to him that it was probably inappropriate to bring this up with her. Melody had always been hostile toward the Lancaster family. ’I was being tactless,’ he thought.

But Melody just teased him with a sigh, "I never thought the ever-so-serious Dr. Walsh could be such a gossip."

Melody had met Yuri a few times, and her impression of him had always been that of a quiet, aloof doctor. Even that time at the hospital when he’d helped her out, Yuri had simply ordered the guards to block Elaine Hughes and Sylvia Lancaster with a calm expression.

Yuri laughed at her comment. He feigned a helpless sigh and shook his head. "I must be too stuffy in my daily life for Miss Summers to have the misunderstanding that I’m a serious person."

Melody laughed as well. Come to think of it, Dr. Walsh had helped her out twice now. So, despite wanting to end this awkward conversation quickly, she offered a comforting compliment. "Not stuffy. People would call that being cool and aloof, like you’re above the fray of us mortals."

Melody was wearing a mask, so Yuri couldn’t see her expression, only the hint of a smile in her eyes as they looked at him through her goggles.

It was dark out, and the light from a distant streetlamp reflected in Melody’s eyes, making them seem exceptionally clear and bright.

Gazing into those eyes, Yuri felt something stir within him. His heart seemed to skip a beat.

Just then, a languid female voice came from behind them. "Well, well, who do we have here?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yuri’s brow twitched. He turned to see Zara Walsh standing there holding a paper bag, looking as if she were about to head out.

An unreadable smile played on Zara’s face as she slowly clicked over in her high heels. "Yuri, dear," she began unhurriedly, "what are you two chatting about?"

"Zara!" Yuri hissed in a low, warning tone.

Zara ignored Yuri and turned her attention to Melody.

She was wearing very high heels, making her slightly taller than Melody. Tilting her head up, she looked down her nose at Melody and said in a suggestive tone, "My little brother has been popular since he was a child. He’s often harassed by poor girls from the wrong side of the tracks. Our family is always worried he’ll be lured away by some riffraff."

Melody’s expression instantly turned cold. Though Zara’s words seemed to come out of nowhere, she understood the insinuation.

Before Melody could say a word, Yuri interjected in a low, angry voice, "Zara, that’s enough! I’m the one who called Miss Summers over. We were talking about hospital matters."

Seeing the blatant mockery on Zara’s face, Melody could clearly feel the hostility in her eyes, though she had no idea where it was coming from.

Melody could only classify them as "inexplicably weird" people, just like Sylvia and Simon Lancaster.

Sylvia and Simon were an inexplicably weird brother and sister.

And now Yuri and Zara were an inexplicably weird sister and brother.

Melody hated dealing with inexplicably weird people more than anything.

"Oh, is that so?" Melody stroked Albus in her arms. Meeting Zara’s mocking smile, she replied coolly, "I’m always afraid my cat will run off, so I usually keep him on a leash and locked in a cage. Since your family is so worried, maybe you should try locking a person in a cage too."

After saying her piece, Melody didn’t give Zara a chance to respond. She just turned to Yuri and said coldly, "I’m leaving."

Then, without waiting to hear what Yuri had to say, she turned, opened her door, and went home.

It was the first time in her life Zara had ever been talked back to like that. The mocking smile vanished from her face, and she complained angrily to Yuri, "Look at her! No manners, and such a sharp tongue! You’d better not fall for a brat like that!"

Yuri looked at Zara coldly. "You were the one who was rude first, Zara. You really went too far."

Yuri regretted not stopping Zara’s tirade. ’Great,’ he thought. ’Because Zara had a fit, Melody is probably angry with me now, too.’

Zara, however, just rolled her eyes at her brother. ’I was just giving that Melody girl a little warning not to get any ideas about marrying into a wealthy family or using her body to climb the social ladder. I can’t believe that brat actually dared to talk back to me. The audacity!’

Since Melody was already gone, Zara could only snort coldly. She looked back at Yuri and said, "Alright, fine. I’m going to meet Zane Simmons’s mother. You’re back just in time. You can drive me."

Yuri replied coldly, "I’m not your chauffeur. Have the driver take you. I have things to do. I’m leaving."

With that, he turned and left.

Zara couldn’t believe her ears. She shouted at Yuri’s retreating back in a flustered rage, "Get back here! I’m your sister!"

But Yuri ignored her and simply drove away.

Watching Yuri’s car disappear, Zara’s brow furrowed. She muttered angrily to herself, "That damn brat... talking back to me like that for some poor girl. These pretty girls from poor families really are all little vixens!"

Zara had no choice but to have the driver take her to Paige Walsh’s research institute.

As the car drove on, Zara stewed in her anger. After thinking it over, she sent a message to her paternal aunt, Kylie Walsh.

She complained to Kylie that Yuri was being foolish, that he’d taken a liking to a girl from a poor family, and that this girl was sharp-tongued and had no manners whatsoever.

Finally, she asked Kylie to find a way to arrange a blind date for Yuri with a socialite from a suitable family. She wanted to get his marriage settled as soon as possible, which was better than having him coveted by daughters from poor families.

After sending the message, Zara sighed. She was terrified that her brother would actually bring home a girl like Melody Summers. ’A mismatch in social status like that can’t lead to anything good. I would never, ever accept a girl like that as my sister-in-law!’