Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System - Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Family Reunion
“What are you doing? You’re finally reunited with your wife, quickly kick the bitch out”, she yelled, pointing at Rayne.

Julian’s expression turned dark. While he could tolerate the hatred from his family, he would not allow Rayne to be disrespected.

“Watch your words, Layla. This is my final warning”, he said in a very cold voice.

Layla felt her body freeze from fright and she quickly clammed up. Her brother had always been cold to them ever since he left at 18.

Before that, she remembered how he had always tried to be the good son their parents wanted. Back then she was a young girl and was always pampered, enjoying the attention.

Julian looked over, meeting Samantha’s passionate gaze, “And let me make something else clear. The only person that I would ever agree to call my wife is Rayne”.

Samantha’s blood boiled. She looked at Rayne as if she killed her entire family. Instead of feeling discouraged, Samantha accepted the challenge.

She had his entire family on her side, and she wanted to see how this nobody vixen would stand against all of them.

Even if it angered Julian in the moment, she was confident that she could get him to fall for her with time.

The room fell into an awkward silence. Layla was angrily staring at Julian while Samantha was running through a list of ways to kill Rayne.

Knock! Knock!

The sound of aggressive knocking pulled everyone out of their thoughts.

“Layla! Julian! Are you in there?”, Mrs. Barclay’s voice sounded from the other side of the door. Layla quickly turned to open the door.

“In here Mom!”, she said and let her mother, father, and the servants inside.

The small living room was quickly filled to the brim with people, making it slightly uncomfortable. Julian didn’t bother greeting his parents, only staring at them with an angry expression.

They’ve long been dead to him. He only sent them money previously so that they would leave him alone since it was the money they wanted anyway.

“What’s this? Some whore you found on the streets?”, Mrs. Barclay asked, looking at Rayne who was still in Julian’s embrace.

Before Julian could retort, Layla smirked, “Don’t get him started, she’s got him by the balls”.

Without any warning, Mr. Barclay walked over and smacked Julian across the face. “How dare you? Not only are you disrespecting your mother, you’re disrespecting Samantha! She’s the only one I will acknowledge as your wife!”.

Rayne quickly turned around and gingerly placed her hand on Julian’s cheek. “Are you okay?”, she asked worriedly.

Julian had told her previously about his very strained relationship with his family but she never expected it to be this bad.

Layla walked over and forcefully pulled Rayne away from Julian, “Get away from him, slut. Can’t you understand the situation? You’re not needed here anymore”.

The pull was so forceful that it caused Rayne to get flung across the room, tripping over a chair in the process.

She landed on her side and felt her leg begin to bruise from getting caught on the corner of the wooden chair.

“Rayne!”, yelled Julian. He ran over to help her up, but his mother and father blocked his path.

“I told you to forget about her!”, shouted Mrs. Barclay, pulling Samantha over. “Look, this is your wife! I’ve been personally taking care of her all these years, she’s perfect in every aspect. And her looks are very elegant and refined!”.

Samantha lowered her head, acting coyly. She was happy to have Mrs. Barclay stand up for her.

“Julian, I’ve truly loved you this whole time. Won’t you give me a chance?”, she said in a very sweet voice.

Layla walked over, “You have no idea, when news of your death spread, Samantha cried for three days straight! You owe her this!”.

Julian looked at his ‘family’ as his blood began to boil.

“I owe nothing! Get out of my way before I remove you all, permanently!”, he hissed. Rayne was still on the ground and he needed to make sure she was okay.

Mrs. Barclay was about to retort when her husband placed his hand on her shoulder, telling her to let it go for a moment.

“Fine, play around with your slut. You’ll grow tired of her soon anyway!”, she finally said and stepped aside.

Julian ran up to Rayne, helping her off of the ground.

“Are you hurt?”, he asked, checking her body. As soon as his eyes landed on the large bruise on his leg he felt rage consume him.

Rayne saw his frightening expression and placed her hand on his arm, patting him gently, “Don’t worry, I’m okay”, she smiled.

Her smile instantly helped calm him and after ensuring she was okay he finally turned to face his parents.

“I’m not sure why you’re here, but please leave. Please pretend that I’m dead and don’t exist. Live your happy lives however you want, just let me live mine!”, he said icily.

“Ha! Pretend that you’re dead so that you can horde all our your supplies to yourself?”, Mrs. Barclay scoffed!

She wasn’t going to let him deceive her again!

“Supplies? What supplies? Didn’t I already prepare an entire safe house for you all? There should be enough supplies in there to last you the rest of your lives!”, said Julian angrily.

He wasn’t sure what supplies there were after, but he really didn’t have much.

Layla walked over, “Oh? Are you trying to deny it? Word around says that there’s a generous man giving away expensive cars and supplies to anyone who asks. Are you telling me that isn’t you?”.

Julian frowned, “Expensive cars? What next, and I also giving away designer bags and jewelry?”.

“Ha! Actually yes. Weren’t those DGM sweaters in the market you’re doing?”, said Layla, placing her hand on her hip.

Julian had no idea what they were talking about but his patience was wearing thin, “Just tell me what you want and leave”.

Layla was about to spew a list of items she’d been wanting but her mother stopped her, “What’s the rush. We’ll stay here for a few days. I’ll tell you what we want before we leave”.

Julian frowned but he knew that there was no convincing them. If they weren’t his biological parents, he would’ve gotten rid of them a long time ago.

Just as Julian was brainstorming where to put them, Noah showed up. He heard a lot of shouting coming from Rayne and Julian’s apartment and decided to check in on them.

The moment he saw Julian’s family standing inside he knew what was going on.

Julian noticed Noah at the entrance, “Noah, please find them somewhere to stay for a few days”, he said in a tired voice.

Noah knew how difficult it was to deal with the Barclays and quickly agreed. One of the Alpha team three-bedroom units was mostly empty and could be temporarily given to his family to use.