Curtis hesitated for a brief second. "I'll protect you when the time comes."

I laughed coldly at his answer. "Protect me? How are you going to do that? Wouldn't you still be busy foraging on Brenda's behalf?"

Curtis shuddered. "You know about that?"

I didn't say another word and just cast him an icy glance.

Curtis saw the look in my eyes and suddenly looked like he had finally understood something. He clenched his fists, gritting his teeth.

"Brenda injured her leg when she saved my life back then. Please save her life. As long as you're willing to save her, I'll forget about the fact that you infected her in the first place."

My lips twitched. I didn't know how I was supposed to face the current situation.

So, even until now, Curtis was sure that I was the one who infected Brenda with the virus?

Anyone with a brain would know that the zombie virus could only be found on actual zombies. Did he really think that I found myself a fellow zombie pal and told it to bite her on my behalf?

Still, I didn't want to continue explaining myself to him anymore.

"I have three conditions. If you fulfill all of them, I'll tell my people to bring the antidote right away."

Curtis licked his dry lips. "What are they?"

"Firstly, you must get down on one knee and propose to me with everyone at the base as witnesses. Secondly, you must make yourself present at my wedding.

"As for the third condition, I will tell you on the day of the wedding itself. Complete the first two conditions first."

After telling him my conditions, I turned and left without another backward glance.

I bet that the one thing Curtis regretted the most in my past life was marrying me.

So, in this life, I was going to get back at him and take him down a few pegs by making him propose to me in front of everyone else at the base.

I wanted everyone to know that he was the one who got down on one knee and asked me for my hand in marriage.

However, I wasn't going to accept his proposal.

Just as I stepped out of Brenda's home, Curtis suddenly fell to his knees and exclaimed, "Hazel Falken, will you please marry me?"

Suddenly, the passers-by on the street had their eyes on us. They then pointed at us and began whispering among themselves.

That cleared up the rumors real quick. However, I didn't feel as happy as I thought I would be.

I reached out and gave Curtis the key to the room where the antidote was kept.

"Don't you forget to fulfill the other two conditions."

Curtis said in a hoarse voice, "I'll fulfill the conditions and marry you as promised."

I was stunned for a bit and nearly burst out in laughter.

Did Curtis really think that I had chosen him as my future husband?

I just wanted him to watch me marry someone else under his nose.

…

The entire base was joyful and lively on the day of my wedding, as if it wasn't in the middle of an apocalypse. Everyone was curious about whom I had picked as my husband.

Dad wanted to announce my choice to everyone at the base. However, I took the microphone from him before he could reveal it.

I went up to the stage and swept my gaze across the crowd.

Curtis' lips were pulled in a thin line, and his hands were balled into fists by his side. Meanwhile, Max and Samson just watched indifferently from the side, looking like they didn't care about what I was about to say.

On the other hand, Archer was still his quiet, introverted self, standing next to them. However, if I were to look a little more closely, I would notice that his eyes looked a lot redder than usual.

He couldn't possibly have been crying earlier, could he?

I found it a little hilarious. Without further ado, I said, "I hereby announce that I have chosen Archer Langdon as my husband."

At once, the entire venue turned dead silent, so much so that one could hear a pin drop.

Curtis looked at me in great disbelief.

I saw his incredulous look and couldn't stop myself from grinning back at him.

"My third condition, Curtis Granger, is for you to stay out of my sight for the rest of your life."