The end of the world was coming with high temperatures, but the resources at our home were only enough for four people to survive.

My name was Eva Thompson. Me, my husband Matt Moody, my mother-in-law Rosemary Guzman, and their distant relative Samantha Ingram who happened to be staying with us, were four people.

Just when I breathed a sigh of relief, the doorbell rang.

Rosemary and Matt urged me to open the door, and the moment I opened it, they pushed me out.

Before I died, I saw Samantha leaning in Matt's arms.

Rosemary said viciously to me.

"Samantha is already pregnant with Matt's baby. It's a boy. You can't give birth to a boy. Don't blame us for giving up on you."

I died in despair under the scorching heat.

When I opened my eyes, I was back before the end of the world.

This time, I'd enjoy the air conditioning and chilled watermelon while watching them all die.

***

The temperature outside was terrifying. I touched my bulging belly and felt a little uneasy.

But then I figured that as long as we had enough resources at home, we should be able to survive.

Just when I was glad that there was still food at home, there was a sudden knock on the door.

I patted Matt and asked him to open the door, but Rosemary grabbed my hand and smiled kindly.

"Eva, why don't you go and open the door? Matt and I will go upstairs and see what's going on."

I looked at the thermometer. Seeing that the outside temperature was 140 degrees Fahrenheit, I hesitated.

Rosemary seemed to sense my doubts and waved at me. "Don't worry. We're upstairs. Besides, the air conditioning is on. Nothing will happen. Go and see who it is, and then come upstairs."

Only then did I nod and turn to open the door.

When I put my hand on the doorknob, I had a bad feeling, but Rosemary behind me kept urging me.

"Open it. What if someone outside needs help?"

Hearing this, I felt warm. Rosemary was as kind as always.

So, I took a deep breath and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, the second I opened the door, a strong force came from behind me and pushed me out fiercely.

At some point, Rosemary was following me. She slammed the door shut.

The scorching heat surrounded me, and I felt like I was about to melt. I hurriedly turned around and patted the door.

"Rosemary! Rosemary, please open the door!"

But no matter how hard I patted, there was no response from inside.

At this moment, I looked through the window and saw the door of the master bedroom open, and Samantha walked out with a bulging belly.

Rosemary walked to Samantha and protected Samantha behind her as if she was afraid that I would scare her.

Samantha looked at me through the window, her eyes were red as if she was about to cry. "I'm sorry. I didn't want it to be like this... But I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant with Matt's son. I can die, but my son can't."

She lowered her head and cried, looking inconsolable.

Matt walked to her, reached out, put his arm around her shoulders, and comforted her, "Don't say that. Why are you apologizing to her?"

After speaking, he looked at me coldly. "Since you already see, I might as well tell you. Samantha is indeed pregnant with my child, and it's a boy. As for you..."

He sneered, "Just stay outside. The food at home isn't for you."

I looked at them in disbelief, tears falling uncontrollably and evaporating in the high temperature.

"Matt, I am your wife! How could you!"

But no matter how I shouted, there was no response from anyone in the room.

I sat despairingly on the ground, feeling the moisture in my body evaporating bit by bit.

The high temperature roasted my skin, making it crack, and I had difficulty breathing. The scene in front of me became increasingly blurry.

"Help... Help... Can someone help me..."

No one appeared until I closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on the sofa, with sweat on my forehead, and my body wet.

I sat up abruptly and looked around.

Rosemary was tidying up the ingredients in the kitchen, and Matt was sitting next to me on his phone. The TV was playing news about the global heatwave, and everything was exactly the same as in my previous life.

Was I reborn?

Thinking of this possibility, I felt excited, but soon, I calmed down.

"Eva, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?" Matt noticed that something was wrong with me and asked.

I heard his voice and remembered the way I died in my previous life. I wished I could kill him right now.

But now I was an insignificant pregnant woman, and I would definitely be plotted against and killed by them if I exposed myself. So, I should lay low.

I suppressed my hatred and forced a smile, saying, "I'm fine. I had a nightmare."

"What nightmare? It scared you like this," Matt asked curiously.

I lowered my head, hiding the hatred in my eyes. "Nothing serious. I dreamed of the end of the world."

"Chill. Dreams are just dreams. They aren't real. You'll be fine," Rosemary poked her head out of the kitchen and comforted me with a smile.

Looking at the smile on her face, I wished I could tear apart her hypocritical face.

This woman who favored sons over daughters, in my previous life, sacrificed my and my baby's lives for the baby boy Samantha was carrying. In this life, I would never let her off!

I carefully recalled all the useful information from my previous life.

This disaster would last for half a year.

During this half year, the highest temperature in the world would reach 160 degrees Fahrenheit, and even the lowest would hover at 100 degrees Fahrenheit.

At first, no one realized the seriousness of the problem.

First, there were several tens of days of high temperatures, with the highest temperature even exceeding 115 degrees Fahrenheit.

Following that, the fields became dry, and the lakes dried up.

By the time people really realized the severity of the problem, doomsday had already arrived.

I needed to store up food before doomsday truly arrived.

I opened my eyes and looked at the scorching sun outside.

I had ten days. In ten days, the end would come.

Early that day, I was about to go out as usual.

Just as I was about to leave, Rosemary called me suspiciously.

"Where are you going?"

I turned my head and looked at her. "I'm going out for a walk. It's too stuffy at home."

Rosemary frowned. "It's so hot outside. Why?"

They had no sense of worry at all, staying at home without even moving simply because of the hot weather. Of course, I wouldn't be as lazy as them.

Matt didn't even want to go to work. He took leave and lay in bed like a corpse.

I shrugged. "I have nothing to do at home anyway. What's wrong with going out for a walk?"

Rosemary opened her mouth, seeming to want to say something, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

I sneered and went out.

At this time, Rosemary and Matt were sleeping.

I walked quickly to the underground garage and loaded the supplies I had bought in advance onto the car.

Although I was pregnant, and moving stuff was a big task for me, after what I went through in my last life, I'd never trust anyone again. I only believed in myself.

Especially in the end times, people who had supplies in their hands would become a thorn in others' side.

I was practically filling up the entire underground garage.

There were various foods and daily necessities.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead and exhaled.

Ten more days and those who hurt me would get their retribution.

I took a deep breath and slowly walked upstairs.

When I got home, Rosemary and Matt were sitting on the sofa chatting.

As soon as they saw me coming back, they immediately went silent.

Pretending not to see, I went straight back to the bedroom.

I closed the door and lay down on the bed.

It was so hot outside that I couldn't breathe.

I turned my head and looked at the air conditioner next to me. I happily turned it on and instantly felt much cooler.

I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up, it was already past 6 o'clock in the afternoon.

I got up and stretched, feeling extremely comfortable.

I opened the door and was about to go out when I suddenly heard Rosemary's voice.

"Samantha, when are you going to give birth?"

I paused and opened a crack in the door, eavesdropping on their conversation.

She had been staying here for a long time. I figured she and Matt had long had an affair.

Rosemary said Samantha was a distant relative, but I thought Samantha was the mistress she had found for Matt!

Samantha was sitting on the sofa, and Rosemary was holding her hand and chatting with her.

"I don't know. Soon, I guess."

Rosemary smiled and said, "Your belly is bulging. I think you're about to give birth. Sit tight while I fix you something good."

Samantha nodded and said, "Thank you, Rosemary."

Rosemary smiled and shook her head, "Don't mention it. The Moody family is lucky to have you."

After saying that, Rosemary went to the kitchen.

I watched all of this coldly and then silently closed the door.

I went for a prenatal check-up, and Rosemary bribed the doctor. I guessed she had been wanting to get rid of me after knowing I was having a baby girl.

Coincidentally, the doomsday was about to arrive, which gave them the opportunity to let me die naturally.

I clenched my fists.

I just had to wait seven more days. I should be patient. None of them could escape!

The temperature outside had already reached 115 degrees Fahrenheit. I turned the air conditioner on at 75 degrees Fahrenheit, but it was still so hot.

I took a few deep breaths and calmed myself down, and then I glanced at the empty living room.

"Rosemary, it's so hot. Why don't you turn the air conditioner down a little?"

Rosemary sat on the sofa, holding her phone and watching videos. She glanced at me and then lowered her head.

"It's already 80 degrees Fahrenheit. Your body is too weak, and you can't feel cold. Matt works hard to earn money. Don't waste it."

I rolled my eyes silently. What a ridiculous reason.

I walked to the kitchen, took out a chilled watermelon from the refrigerator, cut a piece, and brought it to the living room.

"Rosemary, have a piece of watermelon. I just took it out of the fridge."

Rosemary looked up at me, and her eyes showed a bit of dissatisfaction, but she still took it.

"Not bad.

"We can't go out now, so you should eat sparingly. Matt works hard, not to mention he has to work from home now. You have to accommodate him!"

I smiled and said nothing.

Of course, the watermelon tasted good. I bought it at a high price, and of course, it was nothing like what Rosemary ate.

I sat on the sofa, eating watermelon and waiting for the doorbell to ring.

In my previous life, I was pushed out of the house by Rosemary on this day and died from being sunburned. I remembered this time clearly.

I looked up at the clock. There were ten minutes left.

I took a deep breath and continued eating watermelon.

Time passed by, and finally, the doorbell rang.

Rosemary and Matt both looked at me.

"Go and open the door."

Rosemary said in a commanding tone.

I put down the watermelon and wiped my mouth. "Me?"