Found A Bossy Merman Husband - Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Reader’s Forum

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“How do you think the police will determine the cause of his death when they find him?” I asked, puzzled.

Dacia thought about it and said, “Maybe intracranial bleeding, myocardial infarction, or something. After all, he doesn’t have any external injuries. They can rule out the possibility of murder.”

“What if they dissect him?” I asked again. “Will they find out he’s a mermaid because he doesn’t bleed red blood?”

Dacia shook his head helplessly. “I don’t think so. After all, he’s in human form and doesn’t have a fishtail.”

“Who knows? Human technology is so advanced. Maybe if they put the body in some kind of instrument, they can find out his secret,” I said worriedly.

“Go to sleep,” Dacia said. His eyes were grave, as if he was deliberately avoiding the question.

“Why aren’t you surprised to see your own kind?” I still felt a lot of confusion.

Dacia shrugged. “What’s so strange about that? It wouldn’t be strange if one fish saw another after it was fished ashore.”

“According to your words, there are quite a lot of merpeople in the human world.”

“Yes, it’s possible.” Dacia nodded.

I guessed he felt a little sad to see his kind die.

“Come here.” I walked over and wrapped my arms around him.

He gently responded to my hug while starting to kiss my lips.

Our tongues mingled while we exchanged our bodily fluids.

Even though I couldn’t change my legs into a fishtail, I knew I wasn’t the person I used to be.

If the government really found out about Dacia’s secret one day, I would become another research subject, just like him.

Our fate was sealed the moment I dragged him into the island forest and he licked my wounds.

After Dacia went out with the body, I sat on the couch alone.

The television was on and broadcasting the evening news. The content of the news was still related to the serial murder case.

I still couldn’t believe this murder started because of me and Dacia.

Mandy, the girl who lived with her, and Emma, who was not very likable, were innocent victims.

I shouldn’t have brought Dacia back from Statham if I knew I would get them killed.

No, if I had known this would happen, I would have died in the sea.

If my death alone could be exchanged for Mandy and the others, even the merman just now, I think it would all be worth it.

At the thought, I find myself falling back into pessimism.

I had always been like this. Whenever I encountered a problem, I would reflect on myself. I thought that by bearing all the blame, I could make everyone happy.

The truth was, I’d become more and more negative and become the person I least liked.

They didn’t like me, and I didn’t like myself. It was a vicious cycle.

No, I couldn’t continue being so negative! I had to do something to divert my attention.

So I turned the television off and opened Dacia’s novel.

His story updated very quickly, and many readers left messages for him.

I was more interested in those messages than the main body.

Some people said that Dacia’s story was too cliché. The topic of merpeople was out of fashion.

Someone praised Dacia for his penmanship. Although he was a male author, he was very good at creating the female characters.

Overall, ninety percent of the messages were praising Darcia.

At that moment, I saw an email pop up. It looked like it was from the editor of the Bole Website.

I was a little curious, but I didn’t click on it. After all, it was Dacia’s privacy.

But not long after, the editor sent another email!

This time, I couldn’t help but click on the two unread emails.

The first email was about the royalties released, and the second said that she had created a readers’ forum for Dacia.

The email was accompanied with the forum address. I clicked it and entered the forum website.

There weren’t many people on it. One of the messages caught my attention.

[For merpeople with amnesia, only by finding their true love can they recover their memories and strength.]

Wasn’t this referring to Dacia himself?

No, it should be referring to the protagonist in Dacia’s novel.

The protagonist was the same as him, a merman who had accidentally come ashore and lost his memory.

The reason why this reader said this was probably because she felt something from reading the story.

At that moment, Dacia returned.

I stood up a little nervously. “I’m sorry,” I said sheepishly. “I read your email.”

“It’s okay,” Dacia, not at all angry, said gently.

“You just went out to send him off. Everything okay?” I asked.

“It went well,” Dacia replied succinctly, making me feel like he wasn’t in the mood to talk to me right now.

“Oh right, your editor said that he created a Reader’s Forum for you. I went in to take a look and there’s a message that I think is quite good.”

I tried hard to find a topic to talk about to get Dacia’s attention.

“Really? Let me see.” As expected, Dacia walked over.

“See, that’s the line.” I pointed at the message I had just left.

Dacia was surprised when he saw it.

“It’s very good. Perhaps this sentence can be added to my story,” he said as he sat in front of the computer and left a message for this reader as the author..