SoraKeith

The anticipated engagement party turns into a broken engagement announcement and a notice of expulsion from the house. 

In one day, Anna lost everything. 

She accidentally activated a space and took the business’ supplies for revenge.

But who would have thought that natural disasters will come?

The world is changing and resources become scarce.

So, the style of painting changed.

When other people are scrambling to find something to eat, Anna was still cooking at home.

When other people are fighting for food, Anna was lying on her bed while snacking her favorite chips.

When other people are working hard to get some water, Anna was lying on her bathtub comfortably. 

The relatives came to the door for help. 

Anna only looked at them coldly and spat out, "Scram!" 

Her ex fiancé also came, asking for reconciliation and love. 

Her new man kicked him out of the door and slammed it shut. He then looked at Anna with a pitiful look. "Wife, do you not want me anymore? I'm easy to raise." 

Anna looked at the puppy like man and pulled him closer with a smile on her face.
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It was only later she realized that the puppy is actually a big bad wolf... 

But the goods couldn’t be returned!


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Notes: the cover is an AI image. I only edited it a bit.

I'm the Villainess in the Apocalypse

*Note: this chapter might be a bit bloody and cruel. If you don't wish to read some paragraph that might be a bit disturbing, you can skip this chapter*

Dylan felt that this was quite similar to making a domain for his own.

Though, the domain was still very small and even if he was able to make everything turned into ice, it would not be able to work too well in battle.

After all, they could just maintain their distance from him.

It was not like they were fighting in a small arena where the distance and many others would be limited from each other.

"So, is it really Davis Family?" Anna asked and tightened the grip of the vines that held the sniper in front of her.

The sniper felt that he was simply asking for his own death when he came here. He struggled for a moment and then nodded weakly.

"I don't know," The sniper replied.

352. Clean Up