Apocalypse: Reborn with a Soul Sync Farming Space System-Chapter 115 Until Death Do Us Part

"Chris?" he repeated, and there was something sharp in his tone that made her sit up straighter despite the heaviness in her body.

Laurel blinked, trying to clear the remaining haze in her mind. "Why are you here?" she asked, her voice still weak and hoarse.

"Why am I here?" he let out a dry laugh that held no humor. "You collapsed in a warehouse and another man carried you home. Should I not be here?"

Laurel frowned as fragments of memory returned to her. The warehouse, the pain, and Chris catching her before she fell. "He only helped me," she said calmly. "You are overthinking it."

"I am overthinking it?" Alexander rose from the floor and straightened his back, looking down at her as if he was trying to bore a hole through her head. "You called his name the moment you opened your eyes, Laurel."

"I thought it was him," she replied without hesitation. "He was the one who found me."

That simple statement seemed to ignite something in him. His gaze darkened, and his hands clenched by his sides. "So you expected him to be the one sitting by your bed."

Laurel’s patience thinned. "Must you twist every word I say?"

"I am not twisting anything," he shot back. "I went to his place looking for you, and he had the audacity to act like he knew nothing. Then I hear that he brought you back here himself. Tell me, Laurel, how exactly did you end up in a warehouse with him?"

"I did not end up there with him," she replied firmly. "I appeared there, and he happened to see me."

"Appeared?" he echoed, disbelief written all over his face. "You expect me to believe that?"

She pressed her lips together, knowing she could not explain the system, the space house, or the awakening. "There are things you do not understand," she said quietly.

"That is the problem," he stepped closer to the bed. "There are too many things I do not understand about you."

Laurel looked up at him, and for a second she saw the man she had once tried to build a future with...well that was her past life, and the anger in his eyes overshadowed everything else. "This is not about understanding," she said. "This is about your insecurity."

His expression hardened. "You think I am insecure?"

"You are acting like it." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Before she could react, he leaned forward and grabbed her shoulders. The sudden movement made her wince. "Do you have feelings for him?" he demanded.

Laurel’s brows knitted together in disbelief. "Have you lost your mind?"

"Answer me."

"I do not," she said clearly. "And even if I did, it would not justify this behavior."

Her calmness seemed to provoke him further. Without warning, he pulled her towards him and pressed his lips against hers forcefully.

For a brief second, she froze, too stunned to react, but the shock quickly turned into anger. She pushed against his chest and when he did not release her immediately, her palm struck his face with a sharp sound that echoed through the room.

The slap left a red mark on his cheek.

Then silence followed.

Alexander slowly turned his head back to face her, his eyes filled with disbelief and pain. "You slapped me," he said in a low voice.

"You crossed the line," Laurel replied, her chest rising and falling as she tried to steady her breathing. "Do not ever do that again."

"I am your husband," he said through clenched teeth.

"And I am not your property," she shot back. "Being my husband does not give you the right to force yourself on me."

His hands tightened into fists. "You call another man’s name and expect me to stand there and smile?"

"I called the name of the person who caught me when I fainted," she retorted. "If you had been there, I would have called yours."

"That is not what I saw," he said. "I saw a woman who woke up looking for another man."

"And I see a man who does not trust his own wife."

The words hung between them like a blade.

Alexander stepped back, running a hand through his hair. "You have been trying to get close to me since the beginning after our wedding," he said, his voice lower now but still tense.

"But you suddenly changed, and then you asked for a divorce without giving me a proper reason. Meanwhile, you spend time with him under the excuse of treatment, and all this nonsense started when you started treating him. Tell me how I am supposed to think."

Laurel stared at him, exhaustion mixing with frustration. "I asked for a divorce because we were already living like strangers," she said. "Not because of him but because of you. Don’t forget how much you hated me before, and you can’t just brush it under the carpet."

"But I’ve changed now, why do you still want to leave me?" he demanded.

"Because I cannot breathe in this marriage anymore," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "Because every conversation turns into suspicion. Because you look at me as if I am already guilty of something."

"And are you not?" he asked.

The accusation cut deeper than she expected.

"I am tired, Alexander," she said, her voice rising now. "I am tired of defending myself over things that exist only in your head."

"If the world was not falling apart, you would have left already, would you not?" he said bitterly.

"Yes," she replied without hesitation. "I would have gotten the papers, signed them, and walked away."

The honesty hit him harder than the slap did.

He stared at her as if seeing her for the first time. "So you truly want a divorce."

’Has he become so dumb? How many times is he going to ask me the same question?’

"I have wanted one for a very Long time," she said, her eyes no longer avoiding his. "But now the world is on fire, and there are no courts, no lawyers, no proper procedures. I cannot even get a divorce paper if I tried, but that doesn’t mean I won’t leave you."

Her voice cracked at the last sentence, not from weakness but from the frustration of being trapped.

Alexander’s expression shifted between anger and something more complicated. "So what am I to you now?" he asked quietly.

"A responsibility," she answered after a pause. "An ally in this chaos. Nothing more."

He let out a hollow laugh. "You reduced our marriage to an alliance."

"It became that right at the moment we said I do," she replied.

He looked away first, he clearly understood her reasons, and he was more frustrated that she refused to see that he had changed.

Alexander drew a long breath. "Until death do us part, you’ll remain my wife," he said finally. "Whether you like it or not."