Chapter 2

"Serena didn't mean it, Jordan. When did you become so petty?"

"So what if she broke your medicine? Missing one dose won't kill you. Why are you making such a big deal out of it and bullying her?"

Dr. Julian Hayes shielded Serena behind him, his face etched with displeasure as he glared at me.

The woman beside him clutched his sleeve, gazing up at him with pitiful eyes.

The scene made it seem like *I* was the one who had done something wrong.

"Julian, please don't blame Jordan. It's my fault for not handing her the medicine with both hands. I didn't realize Jordan would be so clumsy."

My face was pale, large beads of cold sweat trickling down my forehead.

The pain radiating through my limbs made it impossible to stand properly; I could only lean weakly against the wall.

Ever since I became a test subject for Dr. Julian Hayes, my body had been riddled with all sorts of toxins.

The side effects and complications were countless.

The medicine that had just shattered on the floor was my mandatory monthly dose to suppress the toxins.

Without it, I’d have to endure this entire month, suffering through alternating chills and fever, as the virus spread through my internal organs.

"She deliberately smashed it on the ground!"

I shrieked the words, using almost every ounce of strength I had.

Dr. Julian Hayes scoffed, a look of disdain on his face.

"You don't trust me?"

He sidestepped my question, instead looking at Serena with tender affection, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

"Serena would never accuse someone falsely."

His single sentence delivered my death sentence.

Dr. Julian Hayes turned away, no longer looking at me. He took Serena’s hand and left the dark, cramped basement.

I could no longer hold myself upright and collapsed heavily to the ground.

My body instinctively curled into a ball, pain spreading from my limbs to my heart.

I lay there, gasping for air.

As consciousness began to fade, I thought of my last ten years.

My best friend and I had been pulled into an apocalypse novel.

All to save this world.

For ten years, I had been utterly submissive to Dr. Julian Hayes.

I’d proactively shared his bed in the dead of night, offering him solace and comfort, easing his desires.

Then, when he struggled with his research, I agreed to be his test subject.

After that, I was confined to the dark, cramped lab day and night, repeatedly enduring the agony of injections.

There were even a few times when Dr. Julian Hayes increased the dosage to speed up the research, nearly causing me to faint and die.

When I awoke, he was ecstatic, his hands trembling as he held me, his voice firm as he promised to marry me.

I forced a painful smile, letting out a soft, cold laugh.

The apocalypse ended, and Dr. Julian Hayes had a new woman by his side.