Chapter 4. When I woke up the next day, the temperature had already dropped to -4°F. I quickly turned on the heating equipment and took out my phone to check the surveillance on Charles' house, as the entire house grew warm and cozy. Because of their ice house and cooling machines, the temperature there was bound to be even lower. "It's so cold! Charles, take out the blankets!" Iris shivered, her teeth chattering. However, Charles was stubborn. "What are you afraid of? The temperature's going up soon!" Kate couldn't hold it anymore either, her voice trembling. "It's too cold, Charles...

Go out and buy some blankets!" Charles didn't pay her any heed, continuing to loudly insist that the weather was going to become warm again, even if his face was already becoming bluish-purple from the cold. After stubbornly holding on for another day, Arthur was the one who couldn't take it first. He rushed outdoors, planning on buying a few blankets, only for the streets to be devoid of any activity, the shops closed up. At that point of time, the weather outdoors had gone down to -58°F.

Without any other choice, Arthur returned home, only to realize that the temperature indoors was even colder than outside! Iris only found a few singlets and shorts after scavenging the entire house, but she had no other choice but to put on those thin articles of clothing. Yet, it did nothing much to stop her from shivering from the cold. The cold drinks that Charles made the entire house even colder, but it was nowhere as cold as his expression. " Mom, Dad, why aren't you cooking?" Kate sat in her wheelchair, shivering from the freezing cold. "I'm too cold, Charles!

Let Iris cook instead!" Arthur rolled his eyes at Iris, not having any more patience. "Don't you see that we're both about to freeze to death? When Jennie was around, she was the one who cooked. We never had to move a finger! Do you want to get married to Charles or not?" Iris was already freezing and full of pent-up anger, and their words immediately lit her fuse. Kicking down the stacks of cold drinks in the house, she cursed, "You sham, I was blind to have believed in you! Didn't you say you could predict the future? What happened to the heatwave, huh?

I'm about to freeze to death!" Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator.

Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time. At that moment, another batch of comments floated across the air in front of me: [All the food the male lead prepared got frozen, so even if he doesn't freeze to death, he'll starve!) [Serves him right! Look at those pieces of garbage, tearing at each other like wild dogs!) [That old witch got what she deserved too!

] (Meanwhile, the MC's living the sweet life, and that's howit should be!] At that moment, the signal returned briefly, and I saw an interesting scene through the surveillance. "Charles, why is your mom so disgusting? Why should I pick up after her waste?" Kate's waste had been completely frozen solid, clumping up behind her in her pants. Everyone in the house pinched their noses in disgust, while Kate's sobbing voice came out the speakers, "Do none of you have a conscience? Back when Jennie was around, she helped clean up after me countless times!" Isnorted. Of course I did.

This old shrew ate and drank as muchas she could every day and ordered me like a maid on purpose in the middle of the night, yet I never treated her half-heartedly. Charles screamed, "Then go find her! For all we know, she's already dead!" Seeing that no one paid her any more attention, Kate took out her phone and dialed my number, again and again, until it went through. Looking at the screen, I scoffed before accepting the call. Kate's hoarse voice came through the speakers, grating at my ear like sandpaper, "Jennie, where in the world did you go?

Come back and serve me already!" Seeing that the call went through, Charles was more than surprised. "Jennie, how are you still alive? Where even are you?" I sipped a mouthful of hot coffee, replying calmly, "I'm alive, and living the best life I could possibly have. The indoor temp here's seventy-seven degrees. Jealous?" Hearing my words, Kate hurriedly shouted, ''Come send us food! Oh, and thick blankets, too... and do it quick!" Meanwhile, the old coot started screaming at the microphone as well, "That's right, get over here, and bring as much as you can!

If not, we won't accept you as our daughter-in-law anymore!" Ilaughed. "Wow, is being your daughter-in-law some sort of honor?" Charles softened his tone, forcing himself to be patient. " Jennie, I know you're jealous of Iris. I'll kick her out right now, so can't you please come back?" Iris' furious voice came over the phone, "Charles, what kind of man are you? Didn't you say you loved me? W- What are you doing, get away from me!" Then came sounds of scuffling and a woman's screams. Soon, it went silent.

Through the surveillance, I saw Charles strip Iris of all her clothes, before shoving her right out the door. Then, he spoke to me again, gasping deeply, "Jennie, I've... I've kicked out that woman, so stop kicking up a fuss and come back!" Ismiled coldly. What would a man like him not be able to do, if he could abandon his first love that he'd made such a fuss about loving so much? If it weren't for my ability to see comments, I would have already been killed by their family ages ago.

Imunched down on a piece of sizzling meat and smacked my lips, before I replied casually, "Can't you tell the future, Charles? Can you tell who's going to die next?" Charles' expression went dark. "Stop being unreasonable, Jennie. If you send us food, I won't divorce you, and I'll even agree to help you get your sickness cured!" "Oh, but why would you need to do that when I'm not even sick?"