Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's a Charm



Zhao Jun Jie looked at the woman who was sitting next to the toilet, her hair in complete disarray, and tears were forming in her eyes from how hard she had been vomiting. "Really?" he asked, unable to contain the joy in his voice. "You are pregnant?"

Wu Bai Hee turned her head from where it rested on her arm to stare at the proud leader of City A. He was practically bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet, and she could practically see a tail wagging behind him. 

It made her sick to see him like that.

Well, sicker.

Where was this cold, confident CEO who was second only to Wang Chao? How could a piece of shit like him control the capital of the Country? She wanted to snort in dissatisfaction, but the vomit trapped in her throat threatened to make an appearance if she so much as moved.

"I take it you are happy?" she asked, putting on a tired smile as she looked at the man. 

"Happy? I am completely ecstatic! I was so worried that after all this time, it wouldn't be possible for us to have children, but now look at us," Zhao Jun Jie said with a smile. 

'Us?' Seriously? What 'us' Wu Bai Hee was the one miserable, unable to eat for the past few weeks as this… thing… inside of her completely took over her body. She had tried everything she could, short of throwing herself down the stairs to lose the child, and yet, nothing. The stubborn thing didn't so much as budge. 

'I told you, when it is a gift from the Gods, there is no way you cannot accept it,' said a voice inside of her head. The Goddess had been talking to her more and more every day now. Apparently, her son was near, and she expected Wu Bai Hee to go from apartment to apartment looking for him. 

Wu Bai Hee ignored the voice, the vomit winning the war against her stubbornness, causing her to throw up in the toilet. She moaned when nothing but bile came out. She had long purged herself of any solid food and water that she had consumed, and now her stomach was trying to come out of her mouth itself.  As far as she was concerned, that was the worst part. 

"I heard that there is a healer in the condo beside you; maybe I can bring him in here to make sure that everything is going okay," suggested Zhao Jun Jie as he turned around and left Wu Bai Hee where she was. So much for holding her hair while she was sick with his child. One that she never wanted in the first place.

Flushing the toilet, she punched herself in the stomach a few times, hoping that that would do something but knowing that it wouldn't.

"Nice try," said the Goddess, appearing right beside her, perching on the edge of the bathtub. "But that child isn't going anywhere," she smirked, even as she wrinkled her nose in disgust. 

"What do you want?" groaned Wu Bai Hee, not even trying to be pleasant. 

"What I want is for you to do what you promised to do. Remember? You died twice, and I brought you back every time. It makes me wonder if I should have given you this third chance. There are a lot of women that would kill to be in your place. Or die to be," said Demeter, chuckling at her own joke.

"Then kill me and bring one of them back to be your bitch," sneered Wu Bai Hee as she planted her face back into the toilet and threw up again. "I am pretty done."

"I might just do that," agreed Demeter when the puking stopped and the toilet flushed again. "But instead of killing you, I will let you live but take away that special little power of yours that makes you think you can do whatever you want."

If it was possible, Wu Bai Hee turned paler as she turned to look at the woman. "What?"

"I will keep you alive, just until you give birth, and then I will have Zhao Jun Jie keep the baby and send you into the slums of City A. Without that spirit power of yours, you will starve to death slowly as you sleep in the mud, at the mercy of everyone around you. Yeah, I like that idea so much better than offering you a simple death."

"And your plans for that bitch?" demanded Wu Bai Hee, the color returning to her face thanks to the rage coursing through her veins.

"Anyone can torture her and give her a life worse than death. Hell, she is completely shattered already. Without her men around, it would be easy to crush her," waved Demeter, not at all worried about Hades. She had spent centuries meticulously ripping her apart. In fact, she could teach Zues a thing or two about how to torture someone.  Prometheus would be thankful, she was sure. 

Suddenly, the door to her condo was opened, and she could hear two voices talking from the living room.

"Bin An Sha," whispered Demeter, coming to her feet. "My son! My son is here!"

"And I am the one who brought him to you," sneered Wu Bai Hee. She attempted to straighten her hair and make her appearance more presentable. She had plans for this son of Demeter. 

"Don't even think about it. If you really believe that I don't have a clue what is going on in your mind, you are delusional. My son will never be interested in a woman like you," snapped Demeter before she disappeared, leaving Wu Bai Hee alone in the bathroom.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Zhao Jun Jie poked his head in. "Hey, Sweetheart," he cooed as he opened the door further. Wu Bai Hee weakly held her head up to look at the other man, the son of a Goddess. 

"Hi," she sighed, her eyes fluttering closed. 

"What do you think, doctor? Could you take a look at her?" urged Zhao Jun Jie, getting out of the way so that the other man could enter the bathroom. The smell of the place was so acidic that it made him want to vomit, too. 

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