Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 1023
Chapter 1023: Chapter 1023 Math
“Different?” Karen asked, forcing a small laugh. “I just woke up, that’s all.”
Chelsea grinned. “Yeah, right. You look like you had the best sleep of your life.”
Karen’s cheeks flushed lightly. If only they knew.
She opened her mouth to reply but stopped herself, uncertain what to say.
“Something like that,” she said instead, brushing her hair back behind her ear.
“Wait a minute,” Chelsea suddenly said, leaning forward with a mischievous grin.
“Did Marco visit you last night? Did you two have fun together? Come on, sis, tell me!”
Karen nearly choked on her drink.
“W-what are you even talking about?” she said, setting her glass down a little too quickly.
“Oh, don’t play innocent!” Chelsea pressed on, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“You two have been together for years, haven’t you? Don’t tell me nothing happened. Spill it already!”
“You and your wild imagination,” Karen sighed, trying to sound calm but failing to hide the faint nervousness in her voice.
“You’re still too young for that kind of talk, Chelsea. And besides, Marco didn’t come over—and even if he did, we wouldn’t be doing that.”
Chelsea pouted dramatically. “Boooring. You always say that.”
Karen gave her a small, forced smile, but as she tried to brush it off, her heart began to beat faster.
Without warning, memories of the night before flooded her mind—the way Ross’s hands had explored every inch of her, the heat of his breath, the overwhelming sensations she had tried so hard to forget.
Her throat went dry. She could feel the warmth creeping up her neck, spreading across her cheeks.
Chelsea’s sharp eyes caught it immediately.
“Ohhh, I don’t believe you,” she teased, pointing at Karen. “Look at you! You’re totally blushing!”
“Stop it,” Karen said quickly, turning her face away. “I’m not blushing, okay?”
“Yes, you are,” came a quiet voice from the side. Lea, who had been silently scrolling on her phone until now, finally looked up.
Her tone was calm but teasing, a small smirk tugging at her lips.
Karen glared weakly at both of them. “Unbelievable. The two of you should really find new hobbies.”
Chelsea giggled and leaned back in her chair, clearly enjoying herself.
“Admit it, sis. You’re hiding something. That’s why you’re getting all red like a tomato.”
“Chelsea,” Karen warned, narrowing her eyes.
“What? I’m just saying the truth!”
Lea chuckled softly, watching them bicker. “Face it, Karen. When Chelsea’s right, she’s right.”
Karen let out a long sigh and rubbed her temples, half embarrassed and half amused. “You two are impossible.”
Chelsea grinned. “And you love us for it.”
Karen couldn’t help but smile a little at that.
Still, as the laughter faded, her heart gave a quiet, guilty flutter.
She knew her sisters wouldn’t understand what really happened—or the fire that still lingered beneath her calm expression.
***
When they arrived in the massive hall, Karen was struck by the sheer number of people already gathered.
The room was bustling—children ran in circles, laughing and shouting, while adults spoke quietly in clusters, their eyes darting nervously toward the exits.
The air was heavy with the scent of cooked food, and a long table in the center groaned under the weight of platters overflowing with meat, bread, fruit, and desserts.
It almost felt like a celebration rather than a shelter, and for a moment, Karen allowed herself a small, uneasy smile.
“Eat, sis. We finished earlier,” Chelsea said cheerfully, nudging a plate toward Karen.
Karen nodded politely, though her gaze lingered on the impressive spread.
It was enough to make her think they were holding a grand feast in the middle of a bunker, completely oblivious to the chaos outside.
Yet, even amid the laughter, the warmth, and the smell of food, her mind couldn’t ignore the nagging question: what was happening out there?
“I wonder what’s happening outside… I hope everyone is okay,” she murmured, her voice low and tinged with worry.
Lea’s expression darkened as she glanced around the hall, as if ensuring no one else could hear.
“It’s bad out there,” she said bluntly. “Go check your phone. Ross restored the signal this morning, and… you’re not going to like what you’re going to see on the internet.”
Karen’s appetite vanished instantly.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she dug her phone out of her pocket.
Unlocking it, she was met with a barrage of posts, videos, and live streams that looked ripped straight from a nightmare.
The first video showed people sprinting through the streets, screaming, their eyes wide with terror.
Behind them, ragged, flesh-hungry zombies clawed and lunged with horrifying speed.
The camera jerked violently as someone stumbled, and a scream was abruptly cut off as the creature caught up.
Another clip showed a car abandoned at the side of the road, its doors flung open, the interior bloodied.
Smoke billowed from a burning building in the distance, and more shadows shuffled past in the chaos.
It was exactly like the zombie apocalypse scenes she had only ever seen in movies—but this was horrifyingly real.
Karen’s hands shook as she scrolled through more videos.
The screaming, the chaos, the relentless horde of creatures… it all made her chest tighten.
Her stomach churned as adrenaline coursed through her veins.
“Oh… my God,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “This… this is really happening.”
Chelsea, sensing her sister’s panic, reached out and gently gripped her shoulder.
“It’s okay, Karen. We’re safe in here for now. Look around—no one’s coming in.”
Karen glanced up and noticed the other people in the hall.
Most were busy eating or talking quietly, trying to ignore the ominous reality, but a few huddled in corners, staring at their phones with wide, horrified eyes.
Parents clutched their children, whispering reassurances they themselves did not believe.
Some faces were pale, others grim, but all shared the same fear—the realization that the world outside was no longer their own.
Even with the warmth and relative safety of the hall, Karen couldn’t shake the images on her screen.