Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Mom, please don't be angry."

"I promise you, I'll get rid of them tomorrow, okay?"

I gave Susan a placating smile, and upon hearing my words, her face indeed showed satisfaction.

"That's more like it. Make sure you get rid of them properly so they don't come back."

She had thrown Cookie and Fluffy out once before, but those clever little creatures had found their way back within a day.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll never see them again!"

I said with a forced smile. Little did she know, I wasn't talking about my pets.

I was talking about her precious grandson!

Dylan, who had been standing nearby, came over and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Honey, why are you being so obedient today?"

I subtly pulled away from his hand, pretending to tidy up the table.

"I think Mom is right. I recently saw some videos where experts said that keeping pets isn't good for pregnant women."

That's just ridiculous.

As long as you maintain hygiene, household pets don't carry those random viruses. In fact, they can even be beneficial for the fetus, boosting the baby's immune system and reducing the risk of diseases.

But Susan wouldn't listen to these facts; she only believed those so-called experts she found online from dubious sources.

And Dylan always sided with his mother.

Being stuck with a family like this, I felt really unlucky.

I made an excuse that an old friend wanted to adopt Cookie and Fluffy, so I would take them to her place and spend some time there.

Dylan didn't suspect anything and just told me to be safe.

In reality, there was no old friend.

In two months, the end of the world would come. If I didn't run now, when would I?