Chapter 24


    The Merman, My Man by ck Velvet Chapter 24


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    I yelped as I woke up from this strange dream. I immediately pushed the nket away to take a look at


    my legs. Both my legs were fine and I was wearing hospital pyjama pants.


    I sighed a breath of relief. Why did I have such a strange dream? One where I became a mermaid at


    that! A chill went down my spine. The words spoken by the elderly woman in the dream were partially


    true and it scared me.


    But what happened to me? Why was I lying on a hospital bed? Didn’t I go to the reservoir with Peter? I


    even remembered that Peter let the merman out as if his mind was being controlled!


    But what happened after that? Why couldn’t I remember a thing?


    I tried to recall the missing memories between going to the reservoir and waking up on this hospital


    bed, but the only memory I could remember was the merman climbing in through the open cabin door


    and the conversation with the woman in the dream. All the memories in between were missing as if


    they were erased.


    My head was heavy and I felt feverish. I wanted to go take a shower to freshen myself up, but when I


    moved my legs just a little, all I felt was soreness and pain. I could barely move my entire lower body


    and the sensitive spot between my thighs was extremely sore.


    How did this happen…


    Did I get beaten up by someone?


    Did I fall? Did I pass out from falling?


    Just then, the door opened and I saw a pair of ck dress shoes.


    I shifted my gaze upward and saw a dark and scary expression on Gary’s face as he stood at the


    doorway. I was afraid that he was going to do terrible things to me again.


    Thinking back, I couldn’t recall doing anything that would have angered him. In fact, he was the one


    who wanted to vite me. He should have been the one with a guilty conscience. But this wasn’t the


    right situation to give him a piece of my mind, so I pretended to be calm and asked, “Hey, professor.


    Why do you have a constipated look on your face? Did someone provoke…“


    Before I could finish what I wanted to say, he grabbed my cor, his eyes were filled with fury and his


    breath felt like fire on my face. It seemed like he wanted to rip me apart on the spot. I couldn’t help but


    try to hide from him.


    “What are you doing? Are you crazy? I ‘m not even fully awake yet! “, I shouted at him angrily, unwilling


    to back down.


    I tried to loosen myself from his grip and surprisingly, he let go of me. I was suddenly thrown back onto


    the bed, bruising my leg against the bed frame. With the added pain from the injury, I had to grit my


    teeth to withstand the pain.