My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 134

The young group seemed understandably wary of strangers, which was a prudent mindset. However, Kisha couldn’t bear to see the disappointed expression on Mrs. Winters’ face after the misunderstanding. So, she interjected from her seat on the leather chair, speaking across the room, "My mother-in-law was simply extending an invitation for you to join us for a meal. No need to overthink it."

Upon hearing Kisha’s words, Clyde was momentarily caught off guard, choking on his own saliva in surprise. Meanwhile, Mrs. Winters’s smile widened at the unexpected but warmly received address from Kisha.

With each passing moment, her fondness for Kisha seemed to deepen, appreciating the respect and endearment behind being called "mother-in-law." Even Duke, occupied with Vulture and Tristan, couldn’t help but smile to himself as he dealt with the ingredients. Inspired by the exchange between his mother and Kisha, he felt compelled to also cook for his own mother.

Duke could sense Kisha’s protective instinct toward his parent, and it filled him with immense happiness. Knowing that the most important people in his life were getting along so well made him feel as if all the waiting for the right person had been worthwhile. The thought of spending his life with anyone else seemed unimaginable to him, both in the past and especially now.

Duke and the others carried on with their tasks, seemingly focused on their cooking duties, yet they ensured there was plenty of food for everyone, extending their hospitality to Clyde’s group as well. Meanwhile, Mrs. Winters ceased bothering Clyde and struck up a conversation with Kisha, aiming to get to know her better.

Their discussion mainly centered around Kisha’s grandparents and younger brother.

"You mentioned being adopted. Have you ever had the chance to meet your biological family? Did they ever try to find you after your grandparents sent the report?" Mrs. Winters inquired, her expression fraught with sadness, her voice betraying her emotions as it quivered with a mix of concern and empathy.

Kisha’s story touched her deeply, evoking a sense of maternal compassion and a desire to understand Kisha’s journey more intimately.

Kisha shook her head. She had tried to find her family after graduating from college and even after she started working. Despite the apocalypse, she clung to a small hope that maybe they had survived. She longed to meet them, to understand her origins, and to know why her family had abandoned her and never looked for her.

For over 99 lives, Kisha had never met them and had lost hope of finding them in the apocalypse, considering most of the population had turned into zombies. She thought they might have suffered the same fate. Noticing the helplessness in Kisha’s eyes, Mrs. Winters quickly changed the topic, steering the conversation back to Kisha’s adoptive family. This brought a smile to Kisha’s face, making Mrs.

Winters feel guilty for asking such a painful question out of curiosity.

She was relieved that Kisha did not get angry with her for asking such sensitive information. It made her appreciate Kisha’s good upbringing and calm temperament even more, qualities that perfectly matched her son. Thinking about how such a wonderful young woman had been chosen by her son filled her with pride. She felt that her son had a keen eye for finding a great partner.