Found A Bossy Merman Husband - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: The Same Dream

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

I felt lingering fear at the thought of his suffering.

If this hotel wasn’t around, we wouldn’t have been able to find a place with water in time. What would have become of him?

Would he have a fishtail on the street? Or would he be covered in spots and die in pain?

I couldn’t imagine it, because I was starting to realize that I couldn’t seem to leave him anymore.

And it wasn’t like we could afford to come here for another hour or so.

He didn’t have any identification. That would make me look suspicious with him.

“Oh.” (I dragged you down)

“Don’t say that. I’m sure we can find a way to prolong this,” I assured him.

He smiled, then leaned his head against the side of the tub and closed his eyes. He seemed tired.

I got up and walked out of the bathroom before closing the door softly behind me.

This room wasn’t big, and it didn’t have any windows. I laid sideways on the bed and a wave of exhaustion hit me.

Strange, it was only early evening, so why was I sleepy?

With this confusion, I gradually drifted into a dream.

In my dream, I was on the raft again while floating in the endless blue sea.

Looking around, I could not see the other shore.

Strangely, I knew I was dreaming, and I remembered the last time I’d dreamed of this scene.

I leaned over the side of the raft and looked down while expecting to see Dacia again.

I waited a long time for him to appear, but he didn’t.

“Hey.”

An unfamiliar voice sounded behind me.

Startled, I turned around and saw a woman who looked exactly like me.

The only difference was that she was beautiful and clean, untainted by even a speck of dust. Her entire body emitted a gentle and beautiful glow.

Was this really me?

No, this wasn’t me.

“Are you looking for him? He’ll be back.”

The woman mimicked me and leaned against the raft while staring at the bottomless sea.

Like the last time I was in a dream, I couldn’t speak, but I knew it was a dream.

If I did something bad in the dream, I wouldn’t be punished, right?

At that thought, I smiled and kicked the woman into the sea.

Then, a shocking scene happened!

The moment she entered the sea, she turned into golden powder and merged with the sea before disappearing without a trace.

What was going on? Was she not human?

“We’ll meet again.”

The ethereal voice came from far away. I looked around frantically. There was nothing but the endless sea.

Where are you, Dacia?

I shouted in my heart as I continued to lie on the edge of the raft and stare at the sea. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see anything except my own face.

“Annie.”

A familiar voice woke me. I opened my eyes to see Dacia, already dressed, standing by the bed.

He had a strange expression on his face, as if he had seen something disgusting.

However, this expression only lasted for a moment. Soon, his gaze became gentle again.

“How long have I been asleep?” I glance at my watch groggily.

We had about half an hour before we had to leave the room.

“Were you asleep too?” I asked him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, nodded thoughtfully, and answered, “Hmm.” (I had a dream)

“Really? I had a dream too.”

What a coincidence.

“Oh.” (What did you dream of?)

“I dreamed I was sitting on a raft—”

I told him about my dream, including the last one. I had a feeling there was some connection between the two.

He listened to my story with a grave expression.

“What did you dream about?” I asked curiously.

He hesitates, then shakes his head. “Mmm.” (I forgot.)

I looked at him and was worried. Had he really forgotten? Or did he not want to tell me?

“Fine. Then let’s go home.”

I didn’t want to force him.

On the way home, we were still holding hands, but we didn’t talk much. The atmosphere was cold.

It wasn’t until a long time later, when I was in that dreamy deep-sea empire and accidentally touched the crystal ball placed in the depths of the ocean and emitting an enchanting blue light that I realized what Dacia had dreamed about when I fell asleep in the hotel.

It was a terrifying dream filled with screams, blood, and death.

It turned out that when he first called out his name [Dacia], the memories that had been dormant in his head began to stir to occupy his consciousness again.

When we got home in the car, Dacia put water in the tub himself.

He made me another grilled fish before the water was full.

Over the past few days, he had learned how to use human tools.

Washing machines, ovens, even computers.

He even wanted to learn how to ride a bike. I promised him that once I got a job, I would teach him how to ride a bike.

Now that I had a job, I should take the time to fulfill my promise.

After dinner, the atmosphere remained stiff.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that Dacia wasn’t in a very good mood. I didn’t know how to comfort him because I didn’t know why.

To avoid making the atmosphere awkward, I turned on the TV.

The news was playing about the war in the Middle East.

I wasn’t shocked. I wasn’t interested in this kind of news.

But Dacia was fascinated. I wonder if he really understood what the news was saying.

“War,” he said suddenly.

I was a little surprised. I didn’t remember teaching him that term.. Did he learn it from the news?