บททั้งหมดของ The Merman, My Man: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

“Linda, you’re alive!” Gary peeled off his helmet, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. He looked like he could collapse any second. The moment he saw me, he rushed to me with open arms and held my cheeks, like those arms weren’t the ones that had pushed me off the boat. “Get lost, you fake bastard!” I felt disgusted by the hands that were on my face. I pushed him aside in a fury. Unbothered by the gun pointed at me, I rushed up and punched him in the face. Gary was unprepared, so he toppled onto the ground.I pounced onto Gary and gave him several more blows with my fists. But he didn’t even bother to evade my punches. It was as if he didn’t feel a thing and just withstood my attacks. Then, he suddenly flipped over and pinned me down, swiftly dragged me up, and pressed his gun against my temple. “Linda, I’m very sorry for what happened before. But if you’re compliant and listen to my troop and I, I can assure you that you won’t be in harm’s way from now on,” he whispered into

As if I had been holding my breath underwater, I started to hyperventilate and breathe in gulps of fresh air. I tried to force my eyelids open, but I was startled as I felt something covering my eyes. I raised my hand to feel the thing that was on my face. It was something cold, and it had five fingers. To be exact, it was a webbed claw. It was Dicken! I shot up into a sitting position, but the extreme pain from my chest made it difficult to support myself. Hence I fell backward. Luckily, a claw caught my back, and the claw on my face slowly retreated. I squinted my eyes as they adjusted to the light, and Dicken’s figure became clearer. I could smell the strong fragrance Dicken had emitted, but surprisingly, it actually made me feel secure at a time like this. My fearful palpitating heart started to slow down. I then suddenly recalled the events before I passed out, grabbed Dicken’s arm, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Are Jack and Peter okay? They’re the two guys who were with m

Dicken’s long tail curled itself around my calf, and he placed his arm under my neck. He pushed me into him like he wanted to prevent me from moving too much like I was before. But being in this intimate position made me feel awkward and uneasy because I didn’t know when Dicken’s rut would happen again. I was in the cave alone with him, and he had the freedom to do whatever he wanted with me. Without a better plan in mind, I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Dicken seemed to have no intentions of doing anything to me. His breathing was steady, and his chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm. His breaths were like a sea breeze blowing onto my hair, while his long and sturdy claws were around my shoulder. We looked like an intimate couple. This merman was honestly so simple-minded. I gave in to the temptation to peek at him and saw that his eyes were closed. Several water beads were resting on his lashes while the bridge of his nose was high and chiseled. He

To my surprise, the things in this storage space were all items made by humans. It was messy, but it had almost everything. There were canned spices, jewelry, and decorative pieces made of ivory. There was even wine and beer. These were all items commonly shipped via the sea. Other than that, there were items widely used in voyages, and most of them seem aged, such as the nautical map made of sheepskin, a looking glass made in the 18th century, and a steering wheel that looked like it was detached by brute force. ‘Oh my goodness!’ I was stunned by these antique items when I spotted a worn and tattered multi-language dictionary. I now realized why Dicken could speak English and how he could pick up Japanese so quickly. ‘He must be a merman who’s fond of learning…’ I flipped the dictionary open and found several pen marks on many phrases. They must have been made by the previous owner of the dictionary. I couldn’t tell which language many of the words belonged to due to the intelligi

‘What are they waiting for?’ I looked toward the sea curiously as I saw them popping their heads out of the water one by one. I immediately realized that they were all mermen. They revealed their broad chests and tilted their heads upward as they looked toward Dicken and me. Dicken showed himself through the cave entrance before extending an arm to pull me into him. With his arm around my waist, he looked down on the mermen below and arrogantly made a low neigh. Although the pitch wasn’t high, it certainly sounded like a horn signifying the start of a battle. I was stunned as the mermen below were ecstatic like they heard a piece of good news. They jumped toward the moon across the night sky, leaving sparkly water trails behind them. They made excited and high-pitched neighs mixed with the sound of waves, forming their own symphony. My excitement had also built up with theirs. ‘Is this the song of merpeople that was spoken about in legends?’ I must admit that the song did not