My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 260

The truth was, the Patriarch was actually feeling gloomy and was trying to hide his depression from his son and daughter-in-law. He felt a bit helpless. Although Duke had finally found a wife and life was starting to look good again through his grandson and his wife’s leadership, he knew they had enormous responsibilities. They would be very busy establishing the HOPE Base.

So many lives were relying on them, and because of this, he felt that seeing his great-grandchildren before he died was a pipe dream. Survival had become much harder due to the constant danger lurking around them and the growing strength of the zombies through their evolution, which would surely pose a significant concern in the future.

But after hearing his daughter-in-law’s speculation that Duke might have finally made a move on Kisha last night, the Patriarch was so happy that he eagerly waited for Duke to come down. It was also his first time seeing Duke cook like a devoted husband, smiling like a fool in the kitchen on his own.

He was reminded of himself when he first got married, so he recognized Duke’s sudden change in mood and believed his daughter-in-law was probably right. When he saw Duke come down again, looking happier and glowing, he couldn’t help but jump in and ask, "Is it true that you have consummated your marriage with my granddaughter-in-law? Can I expect a grandchild anytime soon?"

He didn’t get angry or grumpy hearing Duke scowl at him. Although Duke’s face turned gloomy and angry, the Patriarch didn’t care; he was only expecting a yes or no answer. Everything else was irrelevant.

After Duke and his father had their verbal exchange, Duke ignored his gossipy family and returned to the master bedroom where Kisha was. His earlier sour expression blossomed into a smile at the thought of seeing his wife again. He felt more attached to her, missing her even after being away for just a few minutes. This made his strides bigger and faster than usual.

When he opened the door and saw Kisha struggling to get out of bed, Duke nearly jumped from where he stood. His feet seemed to have a mind of their own as he instantly made his way to her and immediately supported her. "Why are you getting up? Are you feeling better?" he asked with concern as his eyes showed a soft glow.

In his haste to support Kisha, Duke left the door open behind him. Unbeknownst to him, his failure to answer his grandfather’s question only fueled their curiosity. The Patriarch followed Duke upstairs, and his mother and father, under the guise of supporting the Patriarch and ensuring he wouldn’t stumble, also followed. With little else to entertain them at the base, they were eager for some gossip.

Three heads discreetly watched from the side, hoping to hear some good news.

"Isn’t it obvious? We just established the HOPE Base yesterday, so there’s still a lot to manage. You need to conduct your first visit to the square where the initial training will commence, and I need to check if everything is going as planned and provide the necessary support," Kisha explained as she continued to stand up while wincing in pain.

"But aren’t you feeling sore and having a hard time sitting? How can you manage walking?" Duke asked, looking worried and pained as he saw Kisha struggling. He didn’t forget to reproach himself for causing her discomfort.